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“So needy,” he chastises. “If this weren’t such a special night for you, I would have to punish you for that, you know.”
Right now. I wouldn’t even care so long as his hands are on me. Finally, he sinks two fingers inside of me and the plug almost falls out of my mouth I moan so loudly. My shoulders soften and I rest my weight on the stool while I spread my thighs further for him. He fingers me slowly, spreading my wetness with each stroke of his fingers. Slowly, his thumb finds my asshole and starts to press in, using my own lubrication to gain him access.
“Breathe and relax for me, pet,” Daniel breathes, his voice heady with arousal.
I exhale slowly and try to relax. It's not as painful as I expected, but it's uncomfortable at first. My tongue swirls around the plug in my mouth, speculating on how it might feel inside me. It's heavy on my tongue, so I imagine it'll be interesting to keep it in. Will I be able to walk in with this?Really?What if everyone knows? There will only be a few people in attendance. Given how erratic everything has been lately, only those in Daniel's inner circle... But I'd die of embarrassment if any of them found out.
Distracted, my body relaxes even further as Daniel sets the pace with his fingers. He reaches around and takes the plug out of my mouth. He pulls his fingers from me just for a moment, and I feel cold lube drop onto my ass. He spreads it with the warm plug and slowly starts to push the piece of metal inside of me. The pressure feels like it’s never going to stop… when all at once, it pops inside.
It’s a strange, heavy feeling, but I don’t dislike it. Daniel slides a single finger back into my pussy and presses against the plug inside of me, and I gasp. I grab onto the legs of my stool and hold myself rigid as the combination of sensations washes over me. There’s no way I’m going to be able to wear this all night long.
“Fuck, that’s beautiful, pet,” Daniel compliments, and I feel heat flush over my torso. He always knows just the right thing to say. His long middle finger brushes against my clit, and I tense—I can feeleverything. Daniel chuckles, probably at the expression I’m making as he starts to slowly build my climax. The blend of feelings is… incredible.
My hands unclench, and I soften, surrendering to the heat building inside me. My hair falls around my face as my breathing becomes labored. “Yes, there… please… please, master,” I gasp as I near my climax… and then it’s gone. Just like that his hands are removed from me. I whimper pathetically. “What?”
Daniel places his finger in his mouth and sucks my wetness off of him with a grin. “When the night is over, and you’ve done what you were told, then you can cum, and not before. Am I understood, pet?”
I glare up at him and he holds out a hand.
“Need some help on your feet? How about you have a seat, and I’ll help you with those cute heels you’ve chosen,” he offers.
Sit? I don’t think that Icansit! I’m overly aware of my ass as I push myself upright and start to turn into a seated position. When I manage it, attempting to move my legs at all is next to impossible. I can feel every little shift, every move of my muscles as it rests inside me.
Daniel knows it. I can see it on his face as he grabs my black strappy heels. He slides them onto my feet and carefully fastens the strap around my ankles, making sure to position my new anklet just so around them. This time, when he offers his hand to help me stand, I take it. The moment I’m up on my feet, I sway and almost plop right back down.
“Oh!” I gasp and cling to him.
“Be happy that I didn’t opt for the vibrating kind,” Daniel teases.
I narrow my eyes at him. “Oh, so generous.”
“You don’t like it?”
“...I didn’t say that.”
“Alright then. Let’s go celebrate!” Daniel says as I take his arm. I hope that somehow this is going to be just as impossible for him as it is for me. He leads me slowly into the hallway and chuckles darkly.
“What?” I ask, trying to focus on anything at all besides the plug. Then I see what made him laugh: the stairs. Going down them is going to be interesting, to say the least.
* * *
The party is over in a flash. Food and conversation come to mind. I think I even managed to dance with Daniel once or twice, but all I can think about is the plug and how badly I want to drag Daniel into the nearest empty room. It doesn't have to be long. I've been a good little girl. I deserve to cum, and I desperately need it right now.
Daniel is having a chat with Michael, but I know it's not about business. They would have left the room if it had been about business. I'm learning when I can and cannot interrupt him about things like this. This is one of those things for which I can interrupt him.
I head over slowly, counting my steps silently inside of my head. Even though it’s been a few hours at least, I still haven’t gotten used to the thing. I place my hand softly on Daniel’s arm to get his attention and flash a too-bright smile at Michael.
“Sorry, but I need to borrow my fiancé for just a moment,” I say too quickly. I’m sure that my cheeks are beet red. If they are, at least he doesn’t call me out on it. Daniel’s shit-eating grin clearly does though.
“Something the matter?”
“Yes,” I hiss through my teeth and slowly walk us away from the party and into the small study just off the dining room.
“Are you sure that whatever this is couldn’t wait?” Daniel teases as he steps in closer to me. He places a hand on either side of my waist as I close the pocket doors and snap the lock into place.
“I’m sure.” I breathe. “I feel like I’m coming out of my skin…please,” I beg. The words come so easily now. I lean into his touch and lift my chin hoping that he will kiss me. He doesn’t.
“Hm, are you certain that you have earned something like this, pet?” Daniel asks in that rich, deep tone of voice that I love so much. He reaches up and undoes the top three buttons of his shirt as he speaks.
