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Thinking he was about to use a shred of the panties’ fabric for a gag, I tried to back away, but he gripped the back of my hair then began to insert the foulest type of metal gag into my mouth—I knew it on contact, a spider gag—wriggled it deeper, then locked it on me, at the back.
The metal legs of the spider gag, were in my mouth, pressing at my lips. They’d hold my mouth open, until he removed the whole fucking thing. I’d tried one on before, as an experiment, hated it, and safeworded, to the disgust of the Dom.
I frowned and shook my head, as if that would help me dislodge it. It didn’t. Drool was already collecting beneath my tongue. Gargling mangled syllables, I scowled ferociously at Cassius.
“You’ll survive.” He unlocked the cuffs and tossed them into the bag. “Down girl. Crawl.”
I hesitated.
“Down,” he murmured. “Or else you can suck on that guy’s cock for starters.”
Tattoo guy? I grimaced. I lowered myself to my hands and knees then looked to Cassius for guidance.
This position was so subservient. He smiled down at me. “You look so pretty down there.” He patted my head. “Good little Charity. Like this, your cunt is perfectly on display. No. More. Hiding.”
I closed my eyes, and somehow that reset my attitude. I knew it as I opened them. Fuck me but…I liked this. Mostly because I liked being told what to do when half-naked.I’m such a fucked-up little kink bunny.
“Let’s see what we can find to do with you.” He picked up the toy bag and tugged the leash. I followed his heels. “Suggestions! Anyone. What should I do with my kitty?”
Though really, I wasn’t sure I liked the randomness of using suggestions from this crowd.
We stopped at the first person who raised a hand and said “Yo!” Mr. fucking tattooed.
I tried to pout but only screwed my mouth onto the gag.Ouch.
“I thought you might. What’s your idea?” Cassius asked.
“Make her sit on the cock of everyone who wants her.” He clicked his tongue at me. “I volunteer for first go. I’ll even use a condom.”
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CASSIUS
“Not a bad idea,” I told the guy with the tatts. Then I looked at Charity, down there on her hands and knees, with her breasts ready to fall out the top of the costume, and her nipples popping against the shiny fabric. “I’ll make a note of that one.”
She looked appalled. It’d almost be worth doing it just to see her vexation and shame as she bounced on this guy’s cock. Almost.
“Absolutely do that.” He turned aside and signaled to a waiter carrying a tray of filled wine goblets.
I left him to it, leading my girl away, jingling the chain leash. That spiked collar was perfect on her, made her look sexy and dangerous. I kind of liked dangerous girls who’d stick their necks under my heel and whimper for me, and ones who would suck my cock too.
Maybe I should just get her to do that. Cock-sucking had many pros and few cons—when it was my cock. I kept walking.
The doctor had said anything sensible. I’d been here before but only as a guard for Jacob, and my participation in the kink had been at the behest of members. Some of them had a thing for fucking the security guards. I kept going, steering between the little scenes, gathering suggestions. I found out Icouldput her on the stage, but it was best to plan ahead and ask for equipment.
Next time, I’d do that. A nyotaimori, sushi platter girl might not be that doable tonight, but next time, yes. More suggestions came to me.
Pinata girl…no.
Put her head and hands in in stocks, and have her flogged and spanked at one end and give out BJs at the other? That also meant equipment I didn’t see already here. I was sure most of the members didn’t expect me to go, yes, to the ones where I sexually shared her, though some might. Fuck that. I was not inclined to share, except for with the doc.
And where he stood on it, same, I figured.
A lady suggested fucking Charity with vegetables then getting her to eat them. A vegetarian kink? I smiled, kept walking.
Someone else put down a bowl before her containing what looked like milk. “Milk?”
He nodded.
