Caged: A Dark Mafia Romance

“Do you want to come, my pet?”

She nodded in response.

“Answer me with respect,” I commanded as I pumped my fingers in deeper and harder.

She moaned and thrust her hips to meet the motion of my hand. “Yes, please,” she barely whispered.

“Yes, please, what?” I stopped moving my fingers and slowly began to pull out as a punishment for not answering properly. Respect was everything in my world, in this room, in front of these men. If she didn’t give me the respect required, I would steal it from her.

Thrusting her hips back to force my fingers in deeper, she cried, “Please, sir. Please make me come.”

Relieved that I didn’t have to take the punishment to an even harsher level, I praised, “That’s my good pet.”

I could see, hear, and feel the orgasm travel through her body as I watched her toes curl, her hands clench, and felt her juices coat my fingers.

“Feel free to meow loudly, kitten. Let everyone hear just what a wild animal you are.”

She cried loudly as her entire body stiffened and then quivered on the table.

As her body calmed, I slowly withdrew and leaned down, pushing her hair to the side, kissing a soft path against the pale skin of her neck. “I expect you to behave from now on. Are we clear?”

I slapped her ass harder than all the times before combined.

She didn’t even flinch as her euphoric bliss seemed to take over her body.

“Yes, sir,” she murmured, still panting from release. “I’ll behave.”

* * *

Nayla Bell

“Are you wet for me?” Eddie asked.

My voice shook as I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. I want you to tell me why you’re wet. I want everyone in this room to hear your words. Speak loudly.”

My pussy throbbed at his question, the warmth spreading through me as his finger swirled over my puckered hole, forcing a whimper to slip from my throat.

“I want to please you.”

“Good answer,” he said and pushed into my bottom hole, the wetness from my pussy having soaked the wood of the table as he used my juices to thrust his fingers in past my dark entrance.

The throbbing grew with intensity as he pumped his single digit in and out of my hole. “I want to stretch you, make you ready for when I claim you, my pet. Have you been picturing my cock inside of your ass instead of the tail? Is that why you removed the tail?”

I didn’t know the right way to answer. Did he want the truth? What was it that he wanted to hear? I didn’t want to humiliate myself any more since I knew all eyes were on Eddie and what he was doing to me and yet I also knew not answering could make things a hell of a lot worse.

“No.”

“Wrong answer,” he said.

One finger turned swiftly to two as he pushed inside of my bottom, stretching and giving me both pain and pleasure as he surely could smell the scent of my arousal.

“Once you have my cock buried deep in your ass, you’ll change your mind.” His breath tickled my spine, and as he withdrew his fingers, he planted soft kisses over my lower back, forcing my hips to grind against the edge of the table.

I desired more than just his kisses over my skin. I wanted to feel his breath on my pussy and his tongue lapping at the juices that flowed freely from me because of him. “I want your tongue on my clit,” I said, the words blurting out in an instant, as though my sexual desire was taking over all reason and control.

Eddie chuckled. “Give me the tail, Tommy.”

A moment passed, feeling as though it went on forever. I knew the dreaded tail would be returned to its ‘home,’ but the worst part was that the entire party would see it stretch me to impossible lengths as Eddie inserted it back inside of me.

I felt the hint of lubricant as he slid the bulbous head of the metal plug in past my tight hole. I squirmed and shifted my hips, finding the strain of the flesh of my anus uncomfortable as it began to fill my bottom.

Eddie continued to push the implement fully inside, until there was no further for it to reach as the plug’s girth felt heavy and wide inside of me.

“Stand up,” Eddie commanded.

Careful not to push the tail out, I kept my bottom clenched. Doing as he instructed, I stood naked in front of him.

“Now, I want you to march upstairs into my room and put yourself into your cage like a naughty kitten. I will be there once I’ve said goodbye to all my guests,” Eddie ordered. The thick undertones of his voice and the warning in his eyes told me that I was not to hesitate in the slightest.