I know she’s obedient and good, but even the most seasoned subs will react purely on instinct when spoken to. I’ll admit it has me dying to get my hands on her. My dick definitely wants a piece, but he’ll have to wait.
“You testing her or something?” Hayes asks, breaking me out of my thoughts. “She didn’t even budge when I talked to her.”
I stand up and pat my best friend on the shoulder. “Something like that. Thanks for the help.”
Time to get our evening started.
Walking right up to my gorgeous girl, I stand there for a good sixty seconds without speaking.
Not even a muscle twitch.
I reach down to pet her on the head, “You’re being such a good girl for me, Bella.” My heart skips a beat at how genuinely good she is. “I hope you’re ready for what’s about to happen, because I sure as hell can’t fucking wait.”
Most of what I need, I’ve already set up in the room, but the piece I need now is in my pocket. The leash has been burning a hole in my pocket. Pulling it out, I attach it to the o-ring at the back of her collar. Putting that collar on her earlier sent a rush of overwhelming emotions through me that I wasn’t expecting. I’ll admit I imagined putting her in a permanent one, so I could claim her as mine forever.
“I want you to crawl, on your hands and knees, into the room.” Her breath hitches as I open the door and lead her through. She bends over to place her hands on the floor and I lose my breath. My dick is definitely awake now, knocking on my zipper to get at her.
I left her without the option of panties for a very specific reason, and the current show her pussy is putting on for the whole club to see, should have me rushing to cover her up.
But I want them to see.
I want them to see and know that this gloriously soaked cunt… is mine.
They may get to see it from time to time, but they’ll never get to touch what belongs to me.
This room is one of our largest, with a king size bed against the back wall and a toy chest I’ve had positioned to the side with everything I need for tonight. “Stop there and don’t move,” I order. She halts at my instruction as I move to stand in front of her. “Look at me.”
She hesitates, but does as I say.
I’m just out of reach. She can’t touch me, but I also can’t touch her.Whose punishment is this again?I’ve intentionally left her exposed and vulnerable. I want her to feel everything, without the usual comforts she uses to avoid the feelings that make her uneasy.
“Whatever happens here tonight, you have your safeword. Nothing has changed. I still expect you to use it if you need to. Understood?” She doesn’t answer. Interesting. “You may speak if I’m asking you a direct question.”
“Yes, Sir. I understand.”
“Good. Let’s get started then.”
56
Arabella
I’m literally on my hands and knees with my pussy out. The way he walked me in here on a leash, like I’m his prized pet, has my thighs slick with arousal. It doesn’t help that he’s sitting across from me, just out of reach, looking like sex on a stick. He’s in black jeans, boots and a dress shirt that’s unbuttoned at the top, showing off a hint of the chest hair I love so much. I could really lean into the part of his pet and start drooling, but I’ll contain it… for now.
Ryker stands and moves toward me. He places his warm hands on my body and turns me to face the lone chair that sits against the left wall. I hear him moving behind me, but can’t tell what he’s doing.
“Stand up and spread your legs, sweet girl.” I do as he says and he pushes a large device with what appears to be a large dildo attached to the top through my spread legs.
“What is it?” The question comes out breathy.
“A sybian. Basically, an expensive fucking machine,” he explains.
I let out the breath as he guides me to sit. “Your cunt appears to be soaked, so it should be an easy fit.”
A small moan slips from my lips at the intrusion.
“If it feels familiar, it should. It’s a replica of mine.” Fuck me running. No wonder it feels so good. I’ve never tried fucking a machine before, and didn’t expect it here, but now my mind is racing trying to figure out what he’s got planned.
“Hands behind your back,” he commands sharply and I feel him place something soft around each wrist, connecting them with something distinctly metallic.
