“Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yes, Sir,” she gasped.
He came back around to the front. Lifted the controller again. Squatted.
“This, now, is me punishing you for the orgasm, but that isn’t what has truly disappointed me.”
Click.
She screamed again.
When she was quiet, panting, he put his face inches from hers again. “You lied to me. To Silas. Told us it wasn’t your fault. The device did it. Not you.”
Click
Her screams tore from her this time. He must’ve held it fifteen seconds, and when he turned it off, she gasped for air with tears flowing down her face.
“I’ll punish you later for lying to me, Silas will punish you for lying to him, and Boone will punish you for disrespecting him by having an unsanctioned orgasm on his motherfucking bed.”
Click.
The fire was sharper this time, like an electrified knife she couldn’t escape. She fought her bonds, thrashed the half-inch of movement she had, but it didn’t stop. Kept going and going and going.
“Nine more of those to punish you for the damned orgasm, but we haven’t even touched on what will be necessary to address the lie, or whether that’s even possible. Thank me for that one and ask me for the second.”
* * * *
Kenny left her in the cage when she’d thanked him for the tenth, stepped into the bedroom where the other two watched, and nodded for them to follow him.
He hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d said he wasn’t sure they could all get past the lie. He’d be able to, eventually, but Silas and his wolf were going to be an entirely different story.
He walked downstairs with them, and said, “I’m not a fan of any of the female orgasm control devices. That means we make this punishment beyond severe. Ideas?”
“She can’t wear that gag much longer,” Boone said.
Kenny’s wolf surfaced to look at him and nearly growled, but he managed to keep his human voice. “I’m aware. The sooner we figure this out, the sooner it will come out.”
“Jennings gag training while you do her orgasm denial,” Silas said. “A reminder of what a slave’s mouth is for, and it isn’t for lying her fucking ass off.”
Kenny nodded and added, “Cold showers. Indefinitely until she proves she deserves hot water. Probably a week or two, but we’ll have to see how it goes.” He sighed. “And possibly three tofive days of kneeling on rice in my office. Depending on what else we do.”
“I want an apology letter,” Boone said. “Longhand with no mistakes, written with care, detailing how she wronged me and how sorry she is.”
Kenny nodded. “She can do that for all of us. Minimum five hundred words?”
“Eight hundred,” Silas said. “Maybe five hundred for Boone, but I’m beyond pissed at being lied to.”
He’d called Kenny to tell him he scented she wasn’t being completely honest, and he didn’t trust himself to punish her, so he’d caged her until Kenny could come home to deal with her.
Silas’s wolf reacts badly to dishonesty, and it worried Kenny. He wasn’t sure his beta would be able to fully forgive her. The man might, but he wasn’t as sure about the wolf.
“We’ll go with seven-fifty,” Kenny said. “For everyone.”
“I don’t want her eating with us tonight,” Silas said. “Caged while we eat. Not the ponytail, but the rest. She can go down and eat the leftovers by herself while we go for a damned walk in the woods.”
Kenny considered that, realized it would hit her hard. “Cage tonight, and then cornertime until we think we’ve made our point. Breakfast and dinner. She won’t eat with me at lunch, either.”
“She’ll eat like a motherfucking dog tonight, from a bowl on the floor. The food all slopped together,” Silas said.
