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I shifted in my seat and Ray smirked at my discomfort. It was something he was familiar with himself, since he had also trained a pet or two. So, he didn’t give me any grief. “When are you going to introduce her to the scene? Bring her to the club?” he asked.
“I haven’t given it much thought. She’s not ready yet, and, who knows, perhaps I never will. I’ve been thinking that maybe it’s time I put that hedonistic part of my life behind me. Made a fresh start.”
Ray blinked at me in disbelief. I ignored his questioning gaze and drained my wine glass. Raising a hand, I signaled to the server that we were ready for the check.
Ray was a good and loyal friend, but at the same time, I didn’t want to share anything more about Reese with him, or with anyone. I wanted to keep her mine for a little while longer. Soon enough, everyone would know about us because I wouldn’t keep our relationship a secret forever, but I would keep it a secret for right now.
After the server reappeared with the check and once I’d paid, Ray smacked his hand against the table.
“Kane, come to the Dark Club with me anyway for one last hurrah. There’s no harm in looking, is there? If you’re not going to take advantage of all the free pussy, you can be my wingman while I do.”
I shook my head and laughed. “As if you need a wingman. I think I’ll head home.” I couldn’t—wouldn’t—wait any longer. Tonight, I would make Reese mine. “There’s something I need to do.”
“You mean someone. Jesus,” he said, knocking back the rest of his drink. “You’ve got it bad.”
I smiled and didn’t disagree.
After leaving the restaurant, I slid into my waiting car. Max, my driver, greeted me.
“Evening, Mr. McKenzie. Home?” he asked, with his easy and patient voice.
“I’ll take one of the cars from the office,” I explained. “There’s someone I need you to pick up and bring to the beach house.”
Max nodded, put up the barrier between us and drove me back to McKenzie Technologies. It was a short ride but gave me ample time to come up with a plan for the evening. Reese had been a good girl the past twelve days, I was going to reward her, but first, I wanted to test her limits.
I smiled to myself and my dick twitched, eager to enact my dirty thoughts. Tonight, I would see if Reese was an exhibitionist. My good little pet was going to put on a show.
Chapter Seventeen
Reese
Almost twelve days without an orgasm.
Twelve absurdly frustrating days.
I’d barely heard from Kane, and I hadn’t seen Kane. Even though I had his personal phone number now, I hadn’t called him. I just sent a few texts. If he’d wanted to talk to me or hear my voice, he would have called me, and he didn’t. It was frustrating as hell. I didn’t know where we were at or what he was thinking.
I’d taken to wearing shapeless maxi dresses into the office hoping they somewhat disguised the chastity belt. It felt so bulky between my legs. I didn’t want anyone to ask what it was.
Every day since he’d put the damned thing on, Melissa had been the one to release me from my prison to allow me to clean up, not Kane. Sure, I knew his trip to Europe was unavoidable but that didn’t mean his absence didn’t piss me off.
Every morning before I clocked in, I went up to Kane’s office via the hidden elevator and freshened up. Melissa gave me some privacy but there was no time to get any relief, I’d tried.
If this was the lesson he’d intended to teach me, I could for sure say I’d learned it. From now on, I would do everything he asked of me because I didn’t want to suffer this punishment ever again. No one deserved this kind of frustration.
I thought I would have been able to figure out how to make myself come, but it had been impossible. Every night I’d had explicit wet dreams starring Kane, but no matter how much I tried to grind against the panel on my belt or try to fuck myself with the dildo he allowed me for a day, I hadn’t been able to get myself off.
Now, here I was on for the second Saturday in a row stuck at home. I stomped around my apartment looking for something to do. I didn’t want to go clubbing with my friends. If I went out, what was I supposed to wear? I couldn’t wear any of my cute party dresses because the belt’s outline would be too obvious.
My two-week sentence was up on Monday, but I didn’t think I could take another day of this archaic torture.
