Page 105 of Plug and Tame

The rooms were tastefully decorated with sheer curtains, ivy plants, and metallic brocade wallpaper that glinted in the soft light.

Each room contained upholstered furniture, including plush sofas, lavish beds, and leather benches. There was also oddly-shaped furniture Kira didn’t recognise bearing metal chains, leather, and other crude features that made her shiver.

Some of the furniture had people strapped into them, including a portly male shifter in human form wearing an underbust corset and a toy in every hole. An older vampiress in an elegant cream dress and a silver-haired updo circled him holding a flogger with purple tails. Each time she struck, the vampires watching hissed with excitement, some sipping wine, others touching themselves.

Several couples were having sex in alcoves or darkened corners. Some activities weren’t limited to two people, which Kira found out the hard way when she accidentally wandered into a crowded room where a wolf orgy was taking place.

“Stay close to me, pet,” Nathaniel said after he’d dragged her out of the throng of naked bodies and fur.

“I’m trying,” she retorted. “You could have warned me this was a sex club.”

“Is there any other kind?”

Kira was taken aback by the sight of so many people fucking, and the contrast of formal attire with leather whips and revealing undergarments made her head spin.

“You cannot say I didn’t prepare you back in my room,” Nathaniel murmured, pulling her aside and pressing her against the wall.

Kira lifted her chin to meet his gaze. “Are you referring to the half-assed way you went down on me earlier? If so, you could have finished what you started.”

Nathaniel’s eyes narrowed. “Would you like me to touch you?”

“Well, someone ought to.”

“Be careful what you wish for, pet.”

He’d called her bluff. She didn’t dare answer, and she drew a sharp breath as his hand slipped under her skirt. His fingers fondled her clit, and her eyelids fluttered shut as he pushed them inside her.

“So wet,” he whispered, working his fingers deeper. “So tight.” He pumped them in and out with a steady rhythm. “So needy.” He kissed her neck slowly. “I love it when you’re gagged like this. It does things to me like you can’t imagine…” He sucked on her earlobe. “And it makes me want to do such bad things to you. I’d love nothing more than to sink my cock into you right here…right now. Or maybe you’d like me to strap you to that contraption in the room behind me.”

Kira peeked one eye open and looked over his shoulder. She didn’t know what the hell was in that other room—some sort of saddle with stirrups and a backrest—but a stupid reckless part of her wanted Nathaniel to do exactly that.

“Yes,” she replied before she could stop herself. “I want you to.”

“I know you do, pet.”

She tried to press her body closer to feel his erection, but her bound hands were in the way.

Nathaniel laughed low and kissed her temple.

She whined in protest as he removed his fingers from her pussy and held them up to catch the light.

“Don’t tease me!”

He sucked on them slowly, and words failed her.

“I promise I will see to your needs later, pet. But I’m afraid we’re on a timeline.” He clipped the leash to her neck. “Come on.”

Kira hadn’t noticed him reaching into his pocket for the leash. She grumbled down their link as she followed him, her knees weak and her legs wobbling from more than just the spindly heels. Her core throbbed with despair; her heartache momentarily suspended for a deeper, more urgent craving. She was sick of Nathaniel tormenting her, and she was so disorientated from the endless puzzle of darkened rooms and colourful lamps that she’d almost forgotten why they’d come.

They turned a corner into a quiet corridor, leaving behind the clamour of laughter and moans. The pumping music was not as loud, but Kira could still feel the bass thumping her heart.

They walked down the long corridor and turned into a grand antechamber illuminated by red flame torches. A set of closed, pristine, white doors with jewelled handles stood before them, manned by two burly vampires dressed in black.

“Your Highness,” they bowed, each taking hold of a handle and opening the doors, revealing a sitting area and another door beyond.

Kira made to enter, but the taut pull of the leash stopped her. She looked at Nathaniel in confusion. “What is it?”

He nodded to the floor. “On your knees, pet.”