Page 132 of Indecent Obsession
He fucks his fingers in and out of my ass, taking me higher.
“And if they want to fuck my ass, I suppose I let them.”
He draws his fingers out and the blunt tip of a toy presses there. “No, trouble. Your ass is for me to play with.”
He pushes in the toy, stretching me a little before it’s all the way in. I hear a click and then my ass buzzes to life.
“Oh.” I straighten as it vibrates inside me. I whimper as it pushes me to the edge. I reach for it, but Wyatt grabs my hand and turns up the vibration. “Oh, fuck.”
I come. It’s fast, but still feels good. But not as good as when one of them is fucking me. The vibration stops and it’s almost a letdown how quickly I came.
“Hmm.” Wyatt steps away as I sag next to his bed. Wiping his hand on a towel, he goes back to the drawer and pulls out something else. “I’m curious how much pain you can take.”
I blow out a breath and straighten as he returns to me.
Long, thin scissor-like things are connected to a chain.
“Face me.”
I turn to him and meet his eyes.
“Give me your finger.”
I hold up my hand and he opens the item and clamps it to my little finger. There’s pressure but not a lot. He studies my eyes.
“This is a light nipple clamp. I won’t put them on for long. Just during breakfast.” He unclamps my finger and plucks at my already hardened nipples with his fingers.
The plug still in my ass making me full has me burning. Every tweak is like another log thrown on the fire inside. When he puts the first clamp on, I gasp.
“Wyatt?” I don’t know if I like the feel of that.
He puts the second one on and I whimper. “It won’t leave a mark, trouble.”
It’s not intolerable but it does hurt. He disappears into the bathroom and washes his hands. I touch my nipple and a zap of pleasure and pain slices through me.
When he comes out, he studies me. Then walks to his chest of drawers and pulls out two more things. “This is for those other punishments I didn’t get to give you.”
My eyes widen as I look at the handcuffs and spreader bar. Breakfast is going to be a unique experience.
Chapter 37
Use Tax
Finn
I’m brewing coffee as Wyatt’s door opens. When I turn, Wyatt is guiding a naked Sara to the breakfast table by her elbow. Her hands are bound in front of her. Her ankles are cuffed to a small spreader bar. A chain dangles between the clamps fastened to her nipples.
It’s like an early Christmas present. All I need is a bow that I could tear off with my teeth.
“What do we have here?” I lift an eyebrow at Wyatt because if he expects me to sit idly by while he punishes a naked Sara like this, he doesn’t know me very well.
“Sara’s being punished. During breakfast, she’s available for free use.” Wyatt smirks as I start their way. “The plug stays in her ass. You don’t have to make her come.”
Him and his fucking rules. I undo my zipper and pull out my hard cock. Sara’s eyes widen as I close in on her.
“Morning, flower.” I grab the back of her neck and capture her lips. She moans low in her throat as she presses against me. I tug on the chain between her breasts and she gasps into my mouth. “You should misbehave more often.”
I bend her over the table and nudge my cock against her wet entrance. Her cheek rests against the table. Her hands cradled between her breasts. The bar holds her legs spread. She arches her back for me.
