I felt nervous as I stood in front of their mansion, looking at the same doors I didn’t expect I would return to, not after the way I ran out the last time. Do you feel that’s normal?
Despite what I experienced with them while I was here last, I was still willing to come over after I got an apology from them.
Does that sound normal to you? I guess not.
Had I not known better, I would have believed the brothers did something to me. How else did I end up turning into someone I could barely recognize?
Sighing, I rapped twice on the door before I opened it and stepped in. I didn’t wait for the door to shut on its own as it did normally, I closed it to avoid jumping out of my skin in fright when the door shuts.
“Hello?” I called out, looking around. The brothers were gracious enough to leave their lights on. Else, I might have thought twice about my decision to take them back after everything that happened. “Blue? Fred?” I called to them as I strode into the sitting room, expecting to see them there, but there was no sign of my lover.
Smiling, I walked towards the stairs, knowing the second place they would be in. Aside from the sitting room, the only place they loved meeting me was in their playroom. Which was why I headed up to check there.
I wouldn’t lie about this. Climbing the stairs made me nervous. It reminded me of the first time I followed them to their room, not realizing it would be the day of a turnaround for me. That fateful day was when I lost my soul… To the devils.
Gulping, I walked down the familiar hallway, recalling how scared I was when I followed them down this place. Back then, I felt they were serial killers.
Who would have guessed they were worse than that? They were devils who always acted like they were being controlled by a dark entity. Especially Blue.
Yet, I was still eager to meet them. Yup. I was such a dumb human. I was just like the main characters in horror shows, those I always called dumb for going into a haunted house despite how spooky it was, and for walking into danger instead of running from it.
Yeah, I was that. And so much more.
I knocked on the door before I opened it, stepping into the room I once feared. Now, I loved it just like they did. Yeah. You heard that right.
It always thrilled the masochist in me whenever I stepped into the room, knowing things were about to get down.
When I didn’t see the brothers sitting on the bed like I assumed, I turned around, gulping as I wondered where they must have gone.
“Hello?”
When I didn’t get a reply from them, I turned, so I could leave, to check them in the other rooms.
A sticky note on the door caught my attention.
Frowning, I went towards it.
“Prepare for tonight, darling. Have a bath and get those toys working while you wait for us in bed.”
F. B.
I bit my lower lip as I re-read the message before I turned to the bed. Sure as hell, there was a small bag there, something I had overlooked when I stepped into the room.
Shivering, I walked towards it, biting my lower lip. Without being told, I knew what was inside it.
Halfway towards the bed, I changed my course and headed to the bathroom to have a bath as they asked. I shaved my pussy until it was as smooth as a baby’s butt and waxed my legs until they shone red from pain.
What I do for the men I love.
Satisfied, I left the bathroom after drying my body. I took the bag from the bed and emptied the contents on it, gaping as I raised a red underwear from the bed.
It was a sexy red and submissive faux leather and chain lingerie. I had seen nothing like it, and could only gawk at it, imagining how I would look dressed like that.
My cheeks turned blood-red at that, and I couldn’t help the feeling I got as I rose from the bed.
With nervous fingers, I wore it, noting the way the threads of the g-string pressed tight on my pussy lip, making it look plump.
The choker, though tight, wasn’t uncomfortable in the least. It seemed they bought it, with that in mind.
I didn’t go towards the mirror, knowing I might back out should I see myself. I might even die of embarrassment.
Dressed in the sheer material, I got on the bed, kneeling with my arse up in the air, and towards the door, I tried to lock my legs. It was difficult at first, but I did that. However, it wasn’t done without breaking a sweat.
I looked like one who had run a marathon with how much I was sweating. Thankfully, the AC was on. Else, that might have been a different case.
Kneeling, I tried not to look at some of the toys, opting to use the ones I knew were for me.
My heart was beating so loud in my chest, and my palms felt sweaty. I kept the blindfold on the bed and picked up the vibrator. I sucked on it, lubing it up before I shifted the small string covering my pussy, so I could insert it in.
It appeared uncomfortable at first but I managed to get it in. I took the smaller vibrator and lubed it up like the first. Unlike my pussy, I used my fingers to work on my tight arsehole before I slid the dildo in. It was a fucking lot of work for me, but I managed that.
“Fuck.” I cried out, feeling full. My nipples hardened as my cunt clenched, eager for me to rock to the things inserted in my holes.
With those in place, I took the blindfold and covered my eyes with it, ready for the night.