“Marzia!“ I hear Sir call from the living room. Surprised, I respond that I’ll be right there and quickly start putting the last plates from the dishwasher into the cupboards. There must be a good reason for him to want me to join him while he’s having friends over. Especially work mates.
After finishing up in the kitchen, I make my way to the living room, where I find the three men sitting on the couch next to the pool table. If the other two only knew what delicious sins have been committed on this couch. The thought that Sir might have told them about the nature of our relationship makes the blood rush to my cheeks and I feel that familiar tugging sensation between my legs. The one that floods my body with desire whenever I feel embarrassed by my cravings. Or the actions Sir makes me do.
The three guys look at me with an undeniable look of curiosity on their faces as I enter the living room. Almost impatiently they watch my every move as I cautiously make my way through the room. Although I feel weirdly monitored, I thoroughly enjoy their (hungry almost?) looks.
Each one of them is still sipping on the drink I’ve made them earlier, but I still offer to bring them another for a lack of reason why else he’d need me right now. Maybe they didn’t like it?
“Do you want me to fix you guys another drink?”
Sir seems amused and chuckles, before locking eyes with me.
“Marzia.” His voice is sweet but assertive. His intense stare almost immediately puts me into sub space. What is he doing?
“Yes, Sir – Jon, I mean! Yes, Jon?” I’m trying to hide my arousal, my scratchy voice clearly giving it away.
“Come over here, sweetness.”, Jon says, pointing to the spot on the ground in front of him. Hesitantly now, I obey and walk over, my confidence vanished. Complete uncertainty had taken its place. Although I’m paying all of my attention to Sir, I can still feel their eyes on me.
“Yes, Sir.”, I say as I’m standing in front of him, waiting. I see how one guy’s arm reaches over to the other one’s shoulder and taps on it animatedly, as if something crazy had just happened. I don’t realise that it is because I just called Jon *Sir* in the presence of his workmates, neither do I care.
“On your knees.”
I snap out of it for a moment. Suddenly I’m back in the living room with two absolute strangers. I look at Jon, not knowing what to do.
“Are you sure?” I see his eyes light up and a grin forming on his face as I’m barely getting the three words out. I give each guy a nervous look before I look back at Jon. They seem impatient.
“Yes, I am sure. I want you to show them what a good little slut you are for me.” I drop to my knees immediately at his words and look up, awaiting further instructions.
“That’s a good girl.” He lifts my chin with his thumb, tracing my lips with his index finger.
“Open.” I do as I’m told, pressing my thighs together in excitement. He doesn’t take his eyes off me as he inserts one, then two, then three fingers, watching me take them in eagerly, sucking on them and coating them with spit. I’m completely aware of the two strangers watching me suck Jon’s fingers on my knees, eager to give them a good show.
Sir takes his thickly covered fingers out and grabs my face.
“Will you do as you’re told now, slut? Or will you hesitate and take your time?” His growly voice bars any form of resistance.
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir.”
“Take it out then.” Again, my eyes wander to the man to Sir’s left. He’s looking down at me with in disbelief and unconcealed excitement.
Part 2: [https://marzipan666.tumblr.com/post/186363787777/show-them-princess-2-go-on-i-look-at-his](https://marzipan666.tumblr.com/post/186363787777/show-them-princess-2-go-on-i-look-at-his)
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/cex1ip/show_them_princess_part_1_mffemsubmdom