Page 106 of Plug and Tame

Her jaw dropped. “You’re kidding me.” She gestured at her skimpy gold mini dress as best she could with bound hands. “Is this not enough?”

“It’s club policy,” Nathaniel said.

The guards spoke up in unison: “Wolves beyond this point must be leashed and kneeling at all times.”

Kira glared at them. She was about to use her magic to impress upon them just how stupid that policy was, when she felt the sharp tug of the leash at her neck.

Nathaniel gave her a warning look. “Pet. Do not make me discipline you.”

One of the guards pointed to a black metal post of wrought iron driven into the ground. “You can tie her up if you prefer to leave her outside, sir. We’ll keep an eye on her.”

“Like hell!” she cried.

“Then kneel,” Nathaniel answered down their link.

“Nope.”

Nathaniel’s head turned towards her so slowly she felt chills. He stepped close until they were toe to toe and cupped her face. “Well, then. What do you say, pet? Would you like to wait outside with these nice gentlemen?”

“I can give them orders to entertain you,” he added down their link.

“Ha.”

He was just joking, obviously.

Hopefully.

“I need your help, Kira,” Nathaniel whispered, the quiet sincerity making her skin tingle.

She sighed, or tried to, but the angle of her head and the gag propping her open caused saliva to dribble at her feet.

Just fucking great.

Still, they’d come this far, and they both knew she had no choice but to enter with him. She was only prolonging the inevitable by being difficult.

Kira exhaled through her nostrils. “Fine. Help me down.”

Nathaniel took hold of her bound hands and helped her to her knees. “That’s it, pet. Now crawl.”

Kira sat back on her heels and scowled up at him. “Untie my wrists first. I can’t crawl like this.”

Nathaniel gave his head a small shake. “Come, pet. We don’t have far to go.”

“You are a fucking piece of work, you know that?”

She had no choice but to half-crawl, half-hobble on her hands and knees, trying to keep up as he crossed the sitting room. At least he was walking slowly, but it was all so fucking awkward and humiliating. Her hair was in disarray, hanging across her face and obscuring her vision. Her skirt had ridden up to expose the plug in her ass. She could feel the guards’ gaze on her backside as she crawled along the ground, and was glad when the double doors shut behind them.

Nathaniel opened the next door and ushered her through.

Kira was too focused on her own miserable state to take much notice of her surroundings, but as she crossed the threshold, she finally lifted her head.

But then she caught sight of Gloria in the room beyond, and she realised with a heavy heart that her humiliation was just beginning.

Gloria was angelic.

Pale skin. Large blue eyes.

Wavy golden hair that cascaded down her bare shoulders.