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Chapter 29 - A Belt Harness. A Dildo. A Butt Plug. (Bonus chapter)

There were two other girls already waiting for him, both in cat masks with matching collars and ears, both kneeling while facing each other. They didn't so much as react when he opened the door, waiting for him.

Jezebel gave him a confused and frightened look while he led her to a Saint Andrews cross against the wall, and he stroked her while he tethered her with cuffs at each of the four points.

"No speaking," Asher reminded gently when Jezebel opened her mouth, and even though she thought he was crazy, her mouth snapped closed because she...

Well, she was really starting to like pleasing him, her Hannibal Lecter. Jezebel blinked at him instead, concerned because she wasn't sure if she could obey him with whatever he was going to do.

But he noticed that too. "It's hard, I know. I can offer you the gag to make it easier, but I would really rather you do this one on your own. Do you think you can do that for me, kotik?"

Jezebel shook her head frantically but then reconsidered and nodded, clenching her teeth. She really, really wanted to give him what he wanted.

It was just a command to not talk, even though he was going to play with two other girls, and even though they seemed to be ones he had already played with before.

Jezebel ended up whimpering, afraid of failure. "Look at you. Such an emotional little Pet. It's alright. Try it for me and we'll go to the gag if you can't."

Okay, fair. That was fair because he was always fair. Jezebel relaxed in her bondage and breathed like she had learned to do with the crop. But he wasn't quite finished yet.

No, he came back with a kind of belt harness, a dildo, and a butt plug. Jezebel forgot about fears as soon as he pressed the plug to her ass and worked it in.

Asher was gentle but relentless as always, even though it had been a long time since she'd had anal sex. The doms who liked it usually wanted more control than she had been willing to give.

But that was before she'd fallen into Sir's hands. Jezebel moaned at the sheer carnal feeling of the sensation, having forgotten how pleasurable it could be.

And there was a pleasure in it. There was something about how violent it could feel, how it made cold sweat break across her body, how it felt so... unnatural.

There was no way to pretend like anal sex wasn't for any other purpose than indulgence and surrender.

Asher looked up at her with laughter sparking his eyes, and she stared back at him with desperation in hers. "Good girl. That's it. Just let me have you how I want you."

Jezebel groaned at that, and he let the plug set at its base, where it felt full, but a little more comfortable.

Asher was far quicker with the dildo, now that she was soaked from his anal play alone. But it was big enough that he had to work it inside her even so, making her feel stuffed, as if she didn't have any room left between the two toys.

Asher attached the belt afterward to keep them seated inside of her. "Now, just relax and watch and enjoy the feeling."

Jezebel whimpered once when he walked away, but he wasn't looking at her at all anymore, and he was going to the two girls who sat still, kneeling and waiting. "Hello, little kittens."

They both looked up at him with an adoring expression that made her blink. "Hello, Master." They said it together, too, playfully flirting with him so that he smiled back.

Except that smile made her curious from him, even while the way they greeted him made her mind race.

It was adoring, yes, but it was adoring in the way she had once looked to playmates because it was part of the game.

And the way he smiled back wasn't anything like the cool smiles he gave her. It was far more playful, and she remembered him saying that he had a facade he had to give to people because they didn't like the cool version.

Poor Master. The thought made her stunned that she would think that way, that it would be the first thing that came to mind in this moment.

Jezebel was generally a self centered bitch. It helped keep her heart safe to not think of other people or their feelings.

And yet she liked thinking of his, of his pleasure. And she was looking at his face like he had taught her to, watching for his pleasure as she knew it.

"This is an exhibition, understood? And you're both going to be on your best behavior for me, isn't that right?"

They lifted to his touch in their hair and purred the answer together again. "Yes, Master."

"Good girls." Asher went to the wall, lifted down a cane and a whip, and both of his playmates reacted to the sight of him holding them with obvious excitement and arousal.

The one with vibrant red hair stared at the cane with so much heat that it made her shiver to see it.

That's when the toys inside of her started to vibrate, and it shocked her enough to make her moan, even when she was terrified of drawing attention to herself.

Jezebel was right to be wary of that, too, because he turned to her, and his gaze was nothing of the playfulness that he turned to his other girls.

It was the cold and stern Master that she knew. Asher paced to her and tapped her cheek with the cane so that she whimpered in fear.

"Be quiet. Trained kittens perform for me, but untrained little pussycats stay silent and watch so they can learn how to please Master."

It was so even and strict that it made her burn all the hotter, and she had to nod through a haze of lust, but she didn't say a word, and she fell quiet.

And she couldn't look away. The only jealousy she felt was that they knew how to behave and she didn't.

But he wants to teach you how, remember? He wants to train you even more completely than he's trained them. And she knew that was true, knew that she would feel this subspace for the entire time that he held her in slavery.

Whatever invisible leash she had been feeling around her neck suddenly seemed too tight for her to escape from it anymore.

The toys inside of her stopped right as he was pacing back to his playmates before she could orgasm from them. Jezebel shivered and just barely kept silent.

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