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"Yes, Papi."
He nods. "Good girl." He refocuses on Princess. "If I come over there, will I see a pool of your juices on the cage floor?"
"Yes, Papi," she breathlessly answers.
He reaches for his male sub on the floor and puts his hand on his shoulder, asking, "Why is it so wet?"
Princess doesn't hesitate. "I couldn't stop imagining what it would be like to eat his pet."
A loud moan fills the room, and more bile rises in my throat. I ignore searching for where it came from, then glance back at my pet. She's spread out on the exam table, her pussy glistening in the soft light, and all I want to do is end all of this.
Papi asks, "If I let you out of the cage, have you learned your lesson?"
She declares, "Yes, Papi."
"You're able to stop and start as Riggs commands you?" he questions.
"Yes. I promise, Papi," she claims in a desperate voice.
He announces, "Even if I allow Riggs to flog you while you do it?"
My heart pounds harder. I would have been into this before Blakely. But having her on the receiving end of another person's mouth is killing me.
"Please," Princess begs.
"I need a better answer than that," Papi states.
She licks her lips, replying, "I'll behave. I promise, Papi."
He stares at her a moment, then warns, "If you can't, then you'll be back in the cage. Only this time, I'll keep your pussy and ass full of devices I control. I'll deny you orgasms all day and night. It'll make the puddle under your feet look like a raindrop. Understand?"
Fear fills her expression. She takes a deep breath, nods, then answers, "Yes, Papi."
He snaps. "Release her."
The redhead steps in front of the cage. She unlocks the cuffs, then opens the door.
Princess carefully steps out. She stretches her arms, then walks up to Papi.
He reaches for her, tugs her into his arms, then fists her hair. He grabs a handful of her ass, whispers in her ear, and she grips his thigh, as if to steady herself.
The sickness I feel grows. I grind my molars, stare at my pet, and hate how she's trembling.
It's from her anticipation.
She wants this.
I can't do this.
Don't be a selfish bastard.
Cringing inside, I go to the toy wall, pick up a black leather flogger, and return to my pet. I lean into her ear, "I love you, and that's why I'm allowing this. You will come home with me when this is over."
"I don't—"
I press my lips to hers, sliding my tongue into her mouth and urgently flicking against hers.
She whimpers, returning my affection, and the world around us disappears for a moment.
