Page 56 of Plug and Tame

She waited, body tense and braced for the plug.

A long, drawn-out minute passed as he coaxed the tip in and out, twirling it against her asshole. Having Frederick present made her stomach twist, as if this was no longer between just the two of them. The fact that Nathaniel was going to plug her in front of a stranger was a special kind of humiliation she’d been unprepared for.

“Can’t you just get it over with?” she muttered.

“Patience, pet. We’re nearly there.”

She bowed her head and whimpered as he teased the toy along her crack and against the tight ring of muscle of her ass. He pushed, stretching her torturously, and she drew a sharp, whimpering breath as the large object expanded her sphincter. “Stop, it’s too much!”

“Shh,” he whispered.

She groaned as the plug slid in further, the bulging body moving past her sphincter. And then it landed beyond, filling her anal cavity. The stretching sensation immediately eased, her sphincter relaxing with relief. She was left feeling heavy and full, as if she had a lead weight in her ass weighing her down.

“How does it feel?” Frederick asked eagerly.

Oh, hell no.

Human form or not, she twisted her head, lunging at the beefy vampire with teeth bared, narrowly missing his collarbone.

“Thank you, Frederick, that will be all,” Nathaniel said casually, dismissing the large vampire, who released her.

Her legs gave out. Every part of her body ached and burned with fire and need, and she became aware that Nathaniel had caught her, and she was clutching at him for support.

Kira pushed him away, sniffing as she pulled her skirt back down.

Nathaniel’s voice was soft, his words simple yet impactful, “Are you ready for school now, pet?”

She didn’t answer.

He advanced, pressing her back against the wall with his body. “What’s wrong? Don’t you like me taking a firm hand with you?”

She gave her head a shake.

“But you like me plugging you?” His hand drifted down, and she gasped as he reached under her skirt and cupped her pussy through her panties.

“No,” she lied in a whisper, even as her body throbbed for him; charged and ready to rush towards completion.

Nathaniel wasn’t helping. He fondled her pussy, his dexterous fingers expertly sliding the fabric aside and stroking along her seam. “Well, you must like something, because the evidence between your legs says otherwise.” He inserted his fingers into her and pumped them in and out.

Kira let out a soft moan, her body slumping in his arms. He held her up, keeping her pinned against the wall as he fingered her.

“I love the feel of your wet cunt as it squeezes around me,” he breathed, beginning to withdraw his fingers.

Blinking through her hazy pleasure, an angry retort sprang to her lips. “You know who else is going to love how I feel? Your fath—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Nathaniel rammed his finger so hard into her that he lifted her up the wall until she stood on tiptoes.

“My father,” he finished, his eyes livid as his other hand seized the scruff of her collar.

Nathaniel looked hurt, angry, and half-mad, and she suddenly regretted provoking him.

“Since you were kind enough to remind me of my father, pet, let me remind you of what is to come.”

“Will it involve Frederick?” she asked, unable to help herself.

He ignored her. “Make no mistake: you will serve my father in every way. You will bring him food, pour him wine, and attend to him at meetings, if he wishes. You will suck his cock, crawl on the floor, and if he so wishes, you will spread your legs for his councillors, too.”

Kira was too shocked to speak as dread welled up inside her. But, as terrible as it was to admit, there was a spark of excitement too, and that made her feel ashamed, especially because Nathaniel was only trying to scare her, and he looked haunted by his own words.