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I squeeze my eyes shut. It's everything I want to hear, but she's only saying it to appease me. So I reply, "You wore your collar. Here. Without me. Not just any collar, but the one I gave you as our wedding gift. So I hear you loud and clear, pet. Now tell me which one."
Her forehead wrinkles deeper. She cries out, "Neither!"
I drag my fingers down her cleavage, and she shudders. I declare, "Since you came to this area, I assume you want a woman."
"No! I—"
I put my hand over her mouth, asserting, "Enjoy yourself. Papi's sub is now mine to utilize for you. But you still don't come until I permit you. And no talking, moaning, or making any sounds until I say. I'm still your husband. I'm still in charge."
A wet spot grows on the mask. My gut flips further. I know she doesn't want to hurt me, but I won't deny her what she craves. So I walk away from her, keeping my eyes locked on Papi, struggling with the debate in my head.
What am I doing?
This is what she wants.
I point at his two female subs, asking, "Which one of them deserves to eat out my wife?"
Papi's lips curl. My pulse skyrockets and my stomach pitches. Both his female subs look at him, hoping to get chosen. It all makes me feel sicker.
I've allowed others to play with my subs before. It was always something they spoke to me about and wanted to explore. And I never really cared.
Everything about this situation, I hate. I wish I could feel how I normally do, but I don't. All I can think is that my wife is supposed to be mine and mine alone. But I'd rather keep her than lose her. If this is what she needs, I'll give it to her.
Papi shakes his head. "Neither."
I jerk my head backward, accusing, "You said I had access to any of them."
He grins and rises, turning. He dramatically lifts his arm in the air and snaps.
A light turns on, illuminating a cage on a round wheeled platform. A brunette's inside, with chains draped around her naked body. Her wrists are secured to a dual cuff above her head. It has a chain about twelve inches long, allowing her to touch the bars in front of her.
Papi declares, "Tell Riggs and his pet how long you've been inside your cage, Princess."
She clears her throat. In a meek tone, she replies, "A month."
The room gasps.
"Louder," Papi orders.
She takes a deep breath, and her voice rings through the room. "A month."
"That's right. I allow you outside of it for less than three hours a day to eat, shower, and go to the bathroom. And you watch every session that takes place on this stage, or at my house, without being able to participate in anything. So tell everyone why I've kept you in the cage for a month," Papi commands.
She bites her lip for a moment, then squeezes the bars. She replies, "I disobeyed you."
"How?" he prods.
Her face turns red. "You ordered me to stop eating Angel's pussy."
Papi pushes, "Why didn't you stop?"
"I-I couldn't. I..." She swallows hard, and admits, "I love it too much."
Papi motions to a redhead standing next to the cage. He asks, "Did you finger yourself, then let Princess sniff your hand tonight?"
"Yes, Papi. I obeyed you," the woman answers.
Papi's twisted expression intensifies. He questions, "Did you drag the vibrator up and down her thighs as I ordered?"
