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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 38: Taking A Few Tests Chapter 38: Taking A Few Tests.

Angelia My eyes wanted

I to pull out of its socket as I stared at the contract on my phone, although it was a small portion since I couldn't fit the whole email on the screen. Scrolling down, I read through it quickly before starting at the beginning so I could understand it more carefully. There were many things on the contract, from different types of bondage and suspension and what objects were okay for impact play, such as whips, leather straps, knives, canes and among other things. There were also things about sexual activities like a***I plugs, oral, forced ma****tion, sensual play, humiliation and so on. Although,

I knew it would be a lot but I just don't think it would be that much. I would never admit this to anyone but I felt like a child at a candy store. Though it could be that I wouldn't get

to experience everything that I wanted but it all depends on what they wanted as well. It felt surreal to have this contract in my hand especially when I have read so much about them in books. I had always hoped I would one day have the guts to go after what I wanted and now, I finally did. I was proud of myself for pushing out of my own comfort zone to experience something I could have only dreamed about.

This was something I would privately be proud of myself for, it wasn't like I could ever talk to my parents about this. Hell no, they would never find out about this. I could only imagine Their shocked faces if they ever found out, not just about the whole bdsm thing but about the three men as well. It was safe to say they wouldn't be as proud of me as I was. Which parents would be happy finding out that their daughter would be shared by multiple men, it was better to keep that

a secret.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, someone buzzed on my intercom which I was surprised that it still worked when everything else with this building was discussable.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hi, this is doctor Michelle. Mr. Morgan sent it to me." A feminine voice responded back.

"Oh, yes. Come up to the fourth floor, my apartment number is four hundred and two."

My heart was pounding as I waited for her to arrive, I was nervous and I couldn't find the reason. I have been to the doctor a few times, though I have tried to avoid it more often than not given the enormous expenses. But this was the first time a doctor came home to me, that didn't really happen in my world. It felt wrong or at least alien. When she knocked on my door, my hands 1/5

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started shaking just a little bit but enough to betray my nerves. Opening the door, I let her into my humble abode.

"Hi again, I am doctor Michelle." She offered her hand and I shook it, hoping she didn't notice that they were clammy.

"Hi, I am Angelia. I am so sorry about this inconvenience." I began apologizing immediately.

"I told Riccardo I should come to you instead but..

"There is no worries at all, Angelia. I am well aware of how demanding Mr. Morgan can be." She

smiled.

She just looked so nice, like someone who should have been a psychiatrist because she had that certain face that made people want to trust her. Her smile did much to calm me down. "Let's sit down." I said, looking around and realizing I only had one chair available and then there was my bed. This is really getting awkward.

"Here,

you

can

can take the chair and I will just sit by the bed." I said to her.

"I am sure you are not used to a place like this." I added.

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"It is fine, I am quite used to it. Working with the wealthy gives me means to work pro-bono. It allows me to help those in need." She said softly. "Your house is lovely compared to what I have seen."

"That is great, I mean, it is great work that you do. I replied and wondered how did I ever manage not to scare the guys away with my awful small talks?

"Thank you, so shall we begin?" She asked while I was still hovering over her, contemplating if I should offer her anything to drink.

I didn't know what the usual procedure was for having a doctor appointment at your house, either way, she saved me from having to speculate. "Yes, of course." I responded.

She dragged the wooden chair closer to the bed before sitting down and I followed suit. She opened the bag she brought with, revealing a few vials and notebooks and took it out of it.

"Mr. Morgan told me you have already taken the test months ago and you haven't had any intercourse since then?" She asked and I nodded my head.

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"Yes, that is correct."

"Have you performed oral sex with anyone since you have taken the test?"

"No."

NO.

"I see, well we are taking a couple of tests today, just to be on the safe side." She said and then. proceeded to take out several things.

"First, I am going to take your blood. Are you afraid of needles?" She asked.

"No, I am not." I replied, although I had never watched while they poked me.

"Great, it will be over in only a second."

I was still in the t-shirts I had borrowed from Marshall but I had taken off the bra underneath. She fastened a band around my upper right arm and tightened it. Next, she opened a small packet and took out a wet cloth which I guessed was alcohol and swiped over my arm withi it. The sting when she p***d me wasn't bad but the sight of blood filling a small vial was dizzying to watch. After taking my blood and a swab of the inside of my mouth, I had to take a urine sample. I always struggled with urinating when I knew nobody couldn't hear me. My mother always joked I had performance anxiety but in the end, I managed to get that done as well with the water from the sink on full force to dampen the sound of peeing.

"Mr. Morgan also wants me to talk to you about your contraception. Are you on anything?" She asked.

I shouldn't b

Yes,

be surprised that Riccardo was so thorough but he thought of every small detail and I was glad he did.. I have an implant, I got it three years ago." I responded.

Even though I hadn't been sexually active for a fair amount of time, I always kept

up with how long I have had it so I knew when it was time to change it. I really didn't want to end up pregnant without being in a secure relationship and of course when money wasn't as tight. I could barely afford to liv

on my own, how could I afford a baby?

"Good and you know when you have to get a new one?"

"Yes, I do." I replied.

"Well, I think this is all. I will let you know about the results when they are done. It might take up to five days but no more than that."

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"That is great, thank you so much." I said to her,

T

I walked her to my door and gave her a warm smile. I could see why Riccardo had her as his doctor, she was both professional and easy to talk to even if I sucked at small talks.

*Of course, hope you have a good day, Angelin."

"And you too, Dr. Michelle," I said as she exited and I closed the door behind.

Now that it is over, what the hell would I do with the rest of my day?

And still, I didn't do anything.

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The next morning, yet still had nothing to do until it was finally evening and I got ready to meet up with Andy. I had a lot to talk to him about, I was bursting with excitement, not just because of what was happening with me but who had managed to catch the attention of my ever so elusive. friend? Andy and I had agreed to meet at the bus stop not far from my apartment. He is not living that far away either, within walking distance from me which was always convenient. I was dressed in my usual, skinny jeans and a pretty blue top. Though it has been fun to go out beautiful dresses and more makeup, it was also relaxing to do something a little more low key.

with

It was going to take up to five minutes before the bus would show up and I was slightly stressing that we wouldn't make it. Andy always ran a little late but luckily, he arrived just in time today. "Girl, you are rocking those boots!" He as soon as he saw me.

From the look on his face, that was the only good thing about my outfit. He didn't comment on it, though but I knew it was only a matter of time. Grinning, I pulled him in for a quick hug. "You look great, who knew you could also be fashionable."

He was wearing black pants, an oversized shirt and a denim jacket. With his rich coloured hair in disarray and plenty of rings on his hand, he looked like a cover model in a men's fashion magazine. MY Possessive Mafia Men