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“It’s time we get ready for a party we’re attending this evening.” He takes me by the arm and leads me to the door. “I’m going to allow you to go to the restroom one last time before we get you dressed.” He pauses and turns me so I can stare directly into his eyes filled with intense warning. “If you even so much as flinch against my touch or act out, you won’t be happy with the consequences. Are we clear?”
I nod.
“I asked a direct question. I expect a direct answer. An answer of respect.”
I nod again. “Yes…sir.”
My mind is blank. There isn’t the slightest act of defiance inside of me. Not after having hours to think through every action I can make, only to realize it will end with me pissing off Apollo and getting my sister involved. Hours of plotting and strategizing only to have the result always come back to the word “behave”.
Once we return to the bedroom, I’m still unclear of what the items in the box are for. I have a pretty good idea, but surely my thoughts are far too wicked and filthy for what Apollo really has in store. I seriously doubt he would go to the extreme thoughts my abused and battered mind goes to.
“Let’s get you dressed.” He leads me back to the box.
“Where are my clothes?”
“Gone.”
“How am I to get dressed then?”
He points to the box. “We have everything we’ll need in there.”
I don’t need to look inside the box again because Apollo pulls out the first item for me to see. It’s a furry, white bunny tail attached to a metal butt plug. I have seen pictures of sex toys, but never had any experience with them. I led a pretty vanilla life until now and really can’t process what Apollo plans to do with the tail.
Or maybe I’m in denial. Maybe I don’t want to comprehend.
Or maybe… I do.
“We’re attending a special event tonight at The Vault. Tonight, we get to bring our pets,” Apollo says.
The word “pets” has my eyes go wide and mouth open. I’ve heard stories of The Vault on Heathens Hollow but have never been. An old nineteenth century bank in the town's center is rumored to be the place that hosts sex parties of all kinds. Not just anyone can get in the door. It’s believed in order to enter, every guest must reveal a deep secret to The Vault Keeper to be used as collateral. No one is allowed to speak of what truly happens in The Vault, and if you do, well… The Vault Keeper has your secrets that could be used to destroy you.
Apollo and I have only attended charity events, boring art shows, or mundane social gatherings that I always struggle not to yawn through. Going to a place like The Vault is not what we’d ever do. We are Godwins… Godwins attend fancy balls and expensive dinners. We don’t go to secret, dark, sex parties that torrid tales are whispered about.
How could my betrayal have changed this man so much? I feel like I’m staring at a stranger right now.
My heart speeds up at the thoughts of what Apollo will say next—of what he willdonext. I keep expecting him to say he’s just kidding, or maybe that he’s only pretending we’re going to a place like The Vault as another threat to continue teaching me the lesson. Surely, he doesn’t expect us—Mr. and Mrs. Godwin—to lower ourselves to such debauchery.
Apollo chuckles with a mischievous smirk. His brown eyes twinkle with little lines around them. He has an almost boyish charm. If I didn’t know what a ruthless man he is behind that charismatic face. “You look surprised.” He pauses and studies my expression. All I can do is stand and focus on breathing enough so I won’t pass out. “I’ll be bringing you asmypet, so we need to make sure you’re the prettiest one there. I’m a Godwin, so my pet needs to be the best one at the party.”
He reaches in the box, pulls out a small bottle of lubrication, and opens it. Without pause, he squeezes some liquid onto the silver plug and coats every inch.
Oh Jesus. What is he doing? Why?
“This one’s large. Much larger than I’m sure your tight ass can take comfortably.” He pauses and looks at me with questioning eyes. “I’m assuming you have a virgin ass. Am I right? My memory is shot, but I’m sure I’d remember if I had fucked you in the ass during our marriage before the accident.”
I nod at his vulgar question. Of course we never had anal sex. It’s not like he ever showed an interest in it anyway.
“I figured as much,” he says. “But that’s about to change.”
“What are you going to do?” I swallow hard and feel stupid for asking. Clearly, I know what he plans on doing with that tail. Or at least I think I do. Though the size of that plug looks far too big. There is no way it will fit inside of me. Virgin ass or not.
Is he doing this to scare me? Maybe he wants me to beg and plead. Maybe this is a form of punishment—to make me think he’s going to shove that tail into my ass and take me to a public place. A sick mind game.
“As I was saying. I can’t give you a small or simple tail. You have to be the most impressive. In our world, bigger is better, princess.” He motions for me to lie down on the bed. “And after your actions this morning, I’m not really going to feel sorry for you. Consider it a consequence.”
I don’t move. This is not a bluff or a threat. This is really going to happen, but I freeze rather than doing what I know he wants me to do. Not out of defiance, but because the shock of what is happening paralyzes me.
“Lay down on your stomach. I’ll be gentle unless you test my patience.”
