Page 7 of Make Me Learn
As we approached the guard I could see him taking us in, and I assume he took a mental note of the color of the feathers that were attached to our shoulders. We slowed to a stop in front of him as his eyes stared into mine. “Are you going with them willingly, have you given your consent?” he asked.
I nodded in acknowledgment of the guard's question before saying, “Yes I am and I have.”
It surprised me when his attention then moved to Apollo as he repeated the question to him and I was reminded that he too was submissive to these dominant men. Looking back at him I noticed that both his hands were clasped in the grips of both Ares and Hermes.
The guard was asking what floor he could direct us to to which Zeus responded with level one. I watched as he checked an electronic device and called the elevator for us. “The blue room is currently free for you,” he said as the elevator opened for us.
Zeus directed me into the elevator with a subtle nudge to my back and I took up a position against the far wall. But it wasn’t Zeus that came to stand beside me, instead Ares and Hermes came to stand on either side of my body as they pushed Apollo toward Zeus. The doors closed behind us, enveloping us in a cocoon of anticipation.
The space inside the elevator was tight, with barely enough room for all of us to stand comfortably. The air crackled with an electric energy, and the scent of arousal lingered, mixing with a heady musk that seemed to permeate the confined space. I could feel the heat radiating from each of the men, their hunger tangible and intoxicating.
The elevator began its ascent, and with each passing moment, the tension grew more noticeable. I could sense the hunger emanating from each of the men, their dominant personas asserting themselves in the confined space. My heart raced, my anticipation building with every beat.
Apollo seemed to vibrate with both excitement and nervousness. His gaze flickered between each of us, his submissive nature evident in the way he surrendered himself to the men with him. It was clear that he was just as enthralled by the imminent encounter as I was. I saw Zeus trail his fingers down the back of his neck, eliciting a shiver from him as Zeus whispered something that only he could hear.
I watched as Apollo’s eyes closed and he panted slightly in response to whatever Zeus had said.
The elevator came to a stop, the doors sliding open and revealing a dimly lit corridor.
With another guard.
Once we had repeated our consent Zeus took the lead, his confident stride urging the rest of us to follow. It was obviously not their first visit to the club as he seemed to know exactly where he was leading us to.
With each step, I could feel the atmosphere shift, the air charged with anticipation and arousal.
As we reached the door to the room Zeus pushed it open to reveal a spacious, opulent room in shades of blue. The walls were adorned with abstract art pieces, and the lighting was low, casting a hazy, ethereal glow across the space. In the center of the room stood a large, four-poster bed, draped in luxurious silk sheets and adorned with plush pillows. It was clear that no expense had been spared in creating an atmosphere of decadence and indulgence.
I heard the door close behind me as Zeus turned back to face us all. Apollo stood beside me while I could feel the heat of Ares and Hermes close behind me.
“Do you have a safeword, little Star?” Zeus asked, his voice low and seductive, and made me hot. I met his gaze, captivated by the intensity in his gray eyes.
"Yes," I whispered, my voice betraying a combination of excitement and nervousness. "It's... Clouds. After all, if there are clouds, you don’t see the stars."
Zeus nodded approvingly, his lips curving into a faint smile. "Remember, little Star, your pleasure and comfort are of utmost importance. If at any point you feel overwhelmed or need to stop, say your safeword, and everything will come to a halt. We are also happy to use the traffic light system, are you familiar with it?"
"Yes, I'm familiar with it," I replied, my voice steady.
“Explain it to us so we can ensure you have a clear understanding of it.” he said, his voice filled with authority.
I raised a brow at him. “You mean besides green means go and red means stop?”
I knew I would regret it the moment the words slipped out of my lips. His eyes narrowed slightly and he flicked them at something behind me.
Even through the material of the dress, the slap of a hand against my ass was hot and heavy, sending a flash of pain through me before it turned to heat. My pussy throbbed in response and I had to close my eyes and breath through it before opening them to look back at Zeus’ raised eyebrow.
Zeus's eyes glinted with a hint of intensity. “Why don’t you try that again, little brat.”
I cleared my throat but even still it came out with a slight rasp. "Green represents my comfort and enjoyment, indicating that I am fully engaged in the activities and willingness for them to continue," I started. "Yellow signifies a need for caution or adjustment. It's a signal that I may be approaching a boundary or experiencing slight discomfort, and I would appreciate a pause or a modification of what we're doing. Red, on the other hand, indicates an immediate stop. It means I am no longer comfortable or willing to proceed, and I need everything to cease immediately."
Zeus listened attentively, his eyes fixed on mine, ensuring that he absorbed every word. Once I finished explaining, he nodded, a look of satisfaction crossing his face.
"Thank you," Zeus responded, his voice filled with reassurance. "Your comfort and boundaries are paramount to us, and we will honor them without question. We value open communication, and if at any point you feel the need to utilize the traffic light system, please do so. We are here to create a space of pleasure, trust, and mutual respect."
He continued to look at me intently until I acknowledged him with a “Yes, Sir.”
“Apollo,” he said as he held a hand out in Apollo’s direction.
Apollo stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Zeus. Without a word, Zeus took his hand and pulled him close, his grip firm and commanding. With a swift motion, he pulled Apollo into a deep, passionate kiss, his lips molding to the other man's as they kissed hungrily.
