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We reach the basementdoor, and Fynn hurries forward to open it. Once again, Oakley ensures that I don't stumble, and when we get to the bottom of the steps, he calls out, “Get the saddle and set it up.”
Fynn, being another sadistic one, grins and does his friend's bidding. He pulls out a small machine which he places in the middle of the floor by restraints. He looks to Oakley for more instruction.
“I'll be nice. Let's use the medium size attachment, the one with the rabbit on the front,” he grins at his friend.
“What the fuck is that?” I question suspiciously.
“That, my little saintly slut is called a Sybian. You are going to sit on it while we go to class.” The Lord smirks when I wince.
“The hell if I am!” I try struggling once more.
“You will, Kitty Cat. You wanted to come, so now you can do it all you want. In fact, you'll come way more than you want to.”
Fynn holds up a remote, “It even comes with a remote, so we can change the speed whenever we see that you're no longer coming.”
“W-What do you mean when you see?”
Oakley sighs, “You don't listen well, do you?” He points to the corner, “We are always watching, and today, we will watch our little slut come repeatedly until lunch when we can return home.”
“I need to go to class!” I try to argue, anything to get me out of this fucked up situation.
“No worries, I will take care of that for you,” Oakley states as he pushes me toward the oversized saddle.
Thankfully, Fynn lubed it up well, but it's still tough going when they lower me onto it. My knees are bent with my feet behind me, where they are cuffed. My wrists? Cuffed behind me with restraints attached to the floor, so the dildo that they impaled me on hits just the right spot inside.
“You can't leave me here like this!” I scowl, but deep down, I'm already leaking.
Oakley snaps his fingers, “You're right! Of course, we can't leave you like this!” He walks over to one of the cupboards and returns with an open-mouthed gag, “We can't forget this, now can we?”
“No, please!” I hate open-mouthed gags. By the time they return, I will be a blubbering wet mess!
“Shh...” Oakley caresses my cheek, “You will be fine. Accept your punishment like a good girl, and we will reward you later.”
“Wait!” Jett's voice echoes through the basement, “Before you put that on her, we should ask her.”
“Ah, yes, you're right,” Oakley responds, then turns to me, “Kitty Cat, how much do you like drinking coffee with chocolate-raspberry syrup in it?”
I'm confused, “Who says I like that stuff...gross!”
“Well then, why do you buy it?” Oakley cocks his head at me questioningly.
“I don't. Well, maybe once or twice when one of my Sorority sisters asked me to because I was already going to the store,” I reply, still not sure where they are going with this.
“Who asks you to buy it?”
“What? You know what, no...I'm not answering that until you release me!” Why should I give them any answers if they are going to treat me like this?
“Fine. Now that we know it's one of the other Saints, we can start vetting them,” Oakley and Fynn head toward the stairs.
Looking the most sympathetic toward me, Jett walks over and squats, caressing my cheek, “Be a good girl so you can get off this when we come back.”
“Please, let me go now...”
He gently takes my chin and kisses me softly. When he pulls back, he gives me his puppy dog eyes and leans into my ear, “I hope you think of me as that slutty cunt weeps all over the saddle.” He then licks me up the side of my face before pinching a nipple and chuckling, “Have fun, Lovely,” he says as he straps the gag on me and follows his friends upstairs.
