R Y A N

AFTER ORDERING our food, I completely devoured my starters not to mention the main course. The food here is amazing and even though it's expensive, it was worth it. I take the last bite of my seafood pasta, washing down the delicious food with the rest of the wine in my glass that Nico allowed me to have and wipe my mouth with the napkin. Nico has always been about rules and no drinking for me while I'm underage is definitely a major one for him, but I knew he couldn't resist my puppy dog eyes when I ask for a small glass.

"Good?"

"Everything was absolutely incredible, I've never tasted food so amazing," I smile.

"Don't let Nat or Noah hear you say that," he smirks and I can't help but laugh.

Nate and Noah are both amazing cooks and they have never cooked a bad dish between them, even the experimental dishes have been good. Noah's speciality is Italian food, with the occasional French dish and as for Nate, he practically knows how to cook everything. He's homemade burgers are to die for and not to mention his pancakes are the fluffiest you'll ever taste, but what I've eaten tonight has to be one of the best meals I've ever eaten.

"Everything okay with your meal?" Bruno says coming to clear the table.

"Amazing, thank you."

"Your welcome Madame," he nods at me and grabs Nico's plate, "and for you Nicholas?"

"Exceptional as always, give my thanks to Marco."

"Certo," he nods with a smile, "let me know when your both ready for dessert."

"Gracie Bruno," Nico says and Bruno exits to the doorway that leads downstairs. Nico looks back at me, a look oh so familiar to me like he wants me, right here... right now. A look he has been giving me all night, even with us having a simple, innocent conversation. "Do you want dessert princess?"

"I'm okay for now, do you?"

"I can wait till we get home for my dessert," his gaze darkens with promise as he rakes his smouldering eyes over my face and down my body. I know exactly what he means. He doesn't want chocolate cake or ice cream from the kitchen downstairs, I'm his dessert and my cheeks heat with the thought. There's a silence between us and my breathe hitches just from the way he's staring at me, drinking me in. "I booked an appointment for us with the doctor Friday after work, all three of us."

My brows furrow in confusion and I blink at him, trying to think of a reason why he would do that, but I can't think why. Is either of them sick? "Okay?"

"Are you on birth control?"

"Oh... ummmm," I'm surprised by his question and my words fumble in my brain, trying to make sense of them before I speak, but all I manage is a shake of my head.

"Would you want to?" I shrug, not really sure because it's not something I've ever thought about, but I suppose it's something I now should consider if I have a boyfriend... I mean boyfriends.

I remember going with Amy to the clinic back in New York for her to get a jab, but that was only to hold her hand because she hated needles. I know all the different kinds because I read the leaflets in the waiting room, not to mention I was there for her consultation and heard everything they discussed. My mum also went through it all with me when I was 15 - an age too young to even think about being sexually active, but a few months later I turned 16 and almost a third of the girls in my class had already lost their virginity by the time the first semester started or at least by the end of it.

"I think so," I nod. "Why are you guys seeing the doctor?" I ask curiously.

"Nat and I get checked every six months, we still use protection, but we like to make sure we're clean."

"Will you use protection with me?" I ask, the words slipping out without thinking and I hold my hands up quickly to take it back, "sorry, sorry. Stupid question, it just slipped out," I say, my cheeks heating up. A soft chuckle escapes his lips and I slowly lift my gaze to him, watching as he reaches into his inside jacket pocket, pulling out folded pieces of paper and placing them on the table before sliding them over to me. Completely disregarding my question, "what's this?" I ask.

"The rules you asked for. I'm very particular about my sexual desires Ryan, I want you to read through the list so we can discuss each one and then we're going to go home so I can show you where I like to play," he says leaning back in his chair, one hand resting on the table, playing with the corner of his napkin.

"Okay," I try and say not too excited.

The idea of seeing a little into Nico's world does nothing but excite me. I'm curious to say the least because I've read books on BDSM relationships not to mention I want to know everything there is about Nico - I know so much about him, but yet so very little at the same time. Even his dark side, as he once said is a mystery to me. The little things he has shown me, such as the spanking is something I instantly enjoyed and I'm curious about other stuff. Yes the spanking has hurt, but in a good way. It's hard to describe and I can't quite explain the feeling of mixing pain and pleasure. It's funny how my body reacts to his punishments, his dirty talk and touches, but all I know is that I like them.
I grab the folded pieces of paper, unwrapping them from their folds and gaze down at the first page. At the top there's a headline that reads, 'Rules' - I can't help but smile a little at how professional this all feels, but I bite down on my lower lip to hide my amusement and continue to read the page.

"I seriously feel like Ana,
sitting in front of Christian when he gave her their contract," I think, girlishly.

Toys/Playtime
In the play room there are numerous toys that the Dominant would want to use on their Submissive. As requested, all toys and acts of a sexual nature should be used/tried at least once, testing levels of comfort with everything written below. If there is anything the Submissive does not feel comfortable with, please see the 'Safe Words' section. All toys will include, bondage/ropes, ticklers, whips, clamps...

I glance up, a question on the tip of tongue and as much as I want to hesitate, the words slip out without fail. "Clamps?"

"Yes princess. I have a variety of clamps I'm fond of using, not just for my pleasure to watch how effected you get, but for your pleasure to," he says as his eyes drink me in.

"What do they clamp on to?" I can't help but ask.

"You'll see," he smirks and I gulp at the thought, "keep reading princess, remember you'll be trying everything at least once," I nod at him, a nervous smile playing on my lips and I continue to read the words on the page in my hand.

All toys will include bondage/ropes, ticklers, whips, clamps, crops, blindfolds, sex swing, gags, noise cancelling headphones, vibrators, dildos, butt plugs. Ice and hot wax play will be explored slowly, if at any point the Sub is not comfortable, please see 'Safe Words'. At NO point during playtime will their be any acts involving knives, cutting, piercings or anything that will involve long lasting markings on either the Dom or the Sub.

"Markings? Cuttings? Is that even a thing?" I think, nervously but glad that Nico left that part out.

During playtime the following will be explored, if at any time the Sub does not feel comfortable with such acts, please see 'Safe Words'.

-Masturbation
-Fellatio
-Cunnilingus
-Nipple play
-Vaginal Intercourse
-Anal Intercourse

"Wait! Anal?"

"Uhmm, you said I need to try everything on the list at least once?" I question, looking up at him.

"Yes princess," he says, with an essence of amusement. "You're a virgin Ryan and you've only experienced one thing on that list, aside from the punishment of spanking. Is there something on there that makes you feel uncomfortable?"

"No," I say shaking my head. "Just a question."

"Ryan," he says my name softly, "the most important thing about a Dom/Sub relationship is trust, as well as honesty and communication. So tell me, what's making you feel uncomfortable?"

I look down at the paper, biting my lip as tension circulates my body. I've never experienced any of this stuff with another person before and I guess that kinda made me feel nervous. "It was... it was the," I look around the balcony nervously, checking to make sure we're alone, even though I know we are, I don't want people to hear our conversation. "The anal part," I whisper.

Nico lightly chuckles, the tips of his lips lifting into a small smile and I can't help but blush. "Like I said Ryan, you'll try everything once... just once and if you don't like it, we can discuss it then. How do you know you don't like it unless you try?"

"Do you like doing that?" I question and he bites his lip as his eyes rake over my face.

"Personally... yes," he says and I just nod in understanding. "I can't tell you what it feels like, princess. All I ask of you, is that you try it once."

"Okay."

"Keep reading," he says, nodding to the pages in my hand.

Types of punishments will include:
-Spanking
-Paddling
-Whipping
-Caning
-Biting
-Edging

Safe Words-
Safe words are there to build trust between the Dominant and their Submissive. As expected, safe words will be used in the play room and can be use outside of it if there are other participants involved with the Dom and Sub.

My brows furrow together as I read the line 'other participants,' does he mean Nate? "It says other participants? Do you mean safe words can be used when Nate is with us?" I ask, curiously. I know the answer already, but for some reason I'm compelled to ask and need the clarity of it.

"Yes. Nat knows the system I use, but I try not to be too dominant when Nat is with me and a submissive because he's not in to my kind of sexual lifestyle. Nat still uses the safe words when needed," he says, his deep husky voice vibrating through me.

"Words? As in more than one?"

"You haven't finished reading all the pages, baby girl," he warns as he picks up his glass to sip his wine.

All safe words will be made clear by both the Dom and Sub before entry into the playroom or whenever another participant is involved outside the playroom. The safe words are as follows;

GREEN
The word GREEN is used when all parties are happy with whatever activity is happening between the Dom and the Sub. When toys are involved the Dom with test the Sub first to the new sensation and will ask for a level of comfortableness by using a traffic light system. GREEN means to carry on till the Dom or Sub says otherwise.

YELLOW
The word YELLOW is used as a precaution warning and can be used by either the Dom or the Sub during playtime. YELLOW means it's 'okay' but either the playtime is starting to get too much or the Sub would like to slow down by which the Dom will listen to the instructions of the Sub to make sure they are completely comfortable.

RED
The word RED is the most important safe word. If the word RED is mentioned during playtime by either the Dom or Sub than all activities will be stopped and aftercare will be made for either participant who has said the word aloud. Any time the word RED is mentioned, reasons must be discussed with the Dom, Sub and other participants after aftercare has taken place to understand the reason for use of the word.

I ponder over the page again, mostly at the safe word 'RED' paragraph, rereading every word carefully. The memory of Nico and myself together, my hands touching his torso and how ridged he went; then calling out 'RED' when I got too close to his stomach, moving my hands like I burned him. Now him yelling the word made sense, because I knew what red meant. I was so confused at the time why he called out the colour, but clearly I had no idea of the rules. It says that if the word is used then 'reasons must be discussed' and I so desperately want to ask him.

"The safe word 'Red,'" I ask him, sitting up straight to hopefully gain some confidence.

"Yes."

"It says that if the word is used then reasons must be discussed between the Dom and Sub... why did you say it when we was together last week?" I ask without missing a beat and the atmosphere changes around us.

Nico's face is emotionless, almost like a stone statue looking back at me and I can see the thoughts in his mind running a million miles like he's trying to find the words or at the very least, trying to find the words for an excuse. He leans forward, his elbows pressed into the table while his hands cover his face, running his fingers along his skin and down to his mouth, tapping the side of his jaw. He looks young, like a child being told off and he surprises me how young, innocent and vulnerable he looks right now.
Maybe I shouldn't of asked? Maybe I should of just waited like he said? But my stupid, curious mind and word vomit mouth clearly has other ideas.

"Every time the word red is used we will discuss the reasons why, but not today princess," he says softly, resting his hands flat on the table, leaning forward even more. "I promised you I will tell you everything one day, I will bare my soul to you, put everything on the table, but you need to understand that it's hard for me to do that. To understand the reasons why I am they way I am I will need to tell you some dark secrets, secrets only those close to me know."

"Am I not close enough to know," I whisper, my voice almost breaking and I turn my gaze away before the tears that are hiding threaten to show.

"Ryan look at me," he whispers tenderly. I want to not look in his direction, to keep staring at the half wall to my left, but I have too much respect for Nico to disobey him like this. "You remember when you got your tattoo?" He says, leaning over and grabbing my wrist gently to look at my tattoo, I nod silently looking down as his fingers softly graze my now scabby skin where it's healing. "You said I was stronger than you when it came to pain," I nod again silently as I pay attention to his fingers caressing my skin, "I said that I hide my pain well and it's true. I'm not going to lie, I'm scared to death to tell you my secrets because I don't want you to look at me any differently-"

"I won't," I say, frantically shaking my head as I lace our hands together. "I would never do that to you."

"I know you wouldn't princess," he half smiles, almost painfully. "But it's hard for me... very hard for me to think about the darkness I've been through let alone talk about it. I promise you, Ryan... I'll tell you everything, but give me time... just a little bit of time for me to open up."

His blue orbs plead with me, tell me that no matter what, he'll tell me everything I need to know. I know whatever it is, it must be bad because I've never seen Nico like this before. "Okay," I nod.

"Okay," he whispers back, the corners of his lips creaking the smallest of smiles.

"But tell me something small now," I ask bravely and his brows furrow in confusion. "I want to know when."

"When what?"

"When did you both first noticed me?"

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She's back!
Again I want to apologise for my absence.
Please read the authors note where I explain things in more detail about my life these last 13 months.

Hope this chapter lives up to your expectations while I've been
working on myself.

I'm not going to lie, but this chapter was difficult to write,
and I had to do a little incognito research to make sure it was all correct
before I wrote it.
I promise, we will be in the playroom VERY, VERY soon.

Stay safe,
CeeCee
xoxo
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