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“I'm sure we will be fucking you with other things in the future; after all, we have a big box of props we can play with. Now, be a good girl and get ready to head back to the party.” I let go of her face and turn to leave, only to see Jett and Fynn smirking, “What?”
“Are you sure you don't want to take care of that first?” Fynn's eyes slide down to my hard cock.
“It will go away. We have shit to do,” I glance back at Catalina, who is finally climbing from the bed, “Stay close to us, just in case we do have an itch to scratch before the night is through.”
“I think you had better find out who almost killed me first. I'll return the favor once you've scratched that itch of mine.” Kitty Cat has a mouth on her, and I know we should be trying to squash it, but it turns me on like no other.
Fynn, on the other hand, isn't having it as he grips her hair and pulls our girl into him, “You had better watch that mouth of yours, Little Saint; otherwise, we will stuff it full every chance we get until you get it through that pretty little head of yours not to talk back to us.”
“Awe, you think I'm pretty?” Kitty Cat asks sarcastically, and I have to hide my smile. Jett's in the same boat as he turns away, so she doesn't see his amusement.
Fynn stomps them both to the window that overlooks the backyard. The sheer curtain is closed, but again, it's sheer. He presses her against the window, “Keep running that naughty little mouth, and all those people down there will see just how filthy you are at the moment. I will march you through the crowd, still dripping with our cum. Is that what you want?”
I continue pulling my clothes on as I watch the scene play out. Catalina is stubborn; I will give her that, but she's picked the wrong guys to try and play brave with because we don't give a shit. We will break her down piece by beautiful piece until she begs us to put her back together again. Catalina Scott doesn't realize it yet, but now that she belongs to us, she will never be the same again.
Ileave the room afterwitnessing our girl finally giving in. I can't stay any longer, or I will take her again. My head needs to be straight if I'm going to try and figure out who the hell tried killing my Kitty Cat. Just thinking about what happened has the rage inside me building back up. Nobody touches the Lord's property, and now it's not only one person but two we are looking for.
It's like a needle in a haystack. We don't even know if they are students at Helshire or not. The only thing we do know is that they know our fathers and that we are their kids. I will have to do some digging into the school records to see what I can come up with if my father refuses to tell me anything. I believe they all know what this is about but are refusing to say what it is that has this person threatening them, because it has got to be bad.
Guests swarm me when I step outside, but I refuse to answer any of their questions about the incident earlier. Keeping my expression blank, I make my way over to the three makeshift thrones that the Lords sit in every year. In past years we have tossed the sacrifice aside once we've claimed her, but this year is different. I want my Kitty Cat by my side the whole time.
Unfortunately, we don't want to make a scene and have guests begin to guess that Catalina was the sacrifice. However, now that I think about it, someone knew she was on the St. Andrew's cross. Either that, or they weren't after Catalina, but just giving us Lords a warning.
I'm constantly scanning the crowd to see if there’s anyone here that shouldn't be. When I see my Kitty Cat emerge from the house, with Fynn following close behind, my cock stirs once again. Her original costume is just as sexy as the one I got, only it isn't sheer. Nothing about how she looks gives her away as the virgin sacrifice, at least not to the other guests. However, I have every one of her luscious curves seared into my memory.
As soon as Jett joins me and then Fynn, the females flock to us. My eyes wander to Kitty Cat, and I can see the fury in her eyes at the scene around us. She shakes a little as she fills her cup from the keg, so what do I do? I piss her off more by slipping my hand around the waist of the groupie trying to talk to me. Of course, I'm not paying any attention to this woman; I only nod to make it look good for Kitty Cat.
I lean into the female's ear, “You look pretty. I like your costume,” I tell her, just so I can make sure she smiles. When I see that it's had the desired effect and Kitty Cat is now pissed the fuck off, I tap the female's hip, “Go join the party, and have fun.”
“I was hoping to make you feel good, Oakley.”
“Maybe another time...”
“Tina,” she supplies.
“Yes, well, another time, Tina.”
The girl walks away, pouting. Catalina is still watching, so I crook my finger at her, telling her to come over. The little vixen subtly shakes her head and turns her back on me. I glance at my two friends, and they both wear a look of disbelief. Nobody has ever given us the cold shoulder.
With strike one against her, I glance her way again only to see her chatting it up with some pretty boy; strike two. Sitting straight up on my throne, I watch our girl like a fucking hawk. She knows she's being watched, too. Her little over-the-shoulder glances tell me that she knows we are watching.
I lean back and try to relax to avoid creating any kind of scene, and I keep watch. My frown chases the other groupies away, and I’m okay with that; they aren't the ones I want anyway. The blonde bombshell with her tits practically falling out of her top is the only slut I want.
“Our Little Saint is looking for trouble, it seems like.” Fynn leans over toward me.
“Oh, do you think so?” I ask sarcastically, my eyes never leaving her.
“Does she not realize that we were serious about her being ours? Why is she putting herself into the position to be punished?” Jett questions.
My grin grows at my friend's question, “Because, Jett, that is exactly what she wants from us. She's testing us, seeing how far she can go before we give in and do exactly what she wants.” I give a low growl when I see my Kitty Cat and her pretty boy move over to the dance floor and begin dancing.
“So, what are you thinking? Paddling her, caging her, humiliating her...” Jett continues to list the depraved things we have doled out in past punishments.
When I see how Kitty Cat has just earned her third strike by allowing the guy to slide his hand down to her ass, I snicker, “None of the above. We are going to make sure that pretty boy knows that Catalina Scott is off limits, and she's going to watch us do it.”
Fynn
My Little Saint isgoing to get herself into trouble with that naughty mouth of hers, and I am looking forward to doling out that punishment. I struggled to keep my face as blank as possible earlier because all I wanted to do was grin. Little Saint is definitely one of us and will fit in perfectly as soon as we break her.
