Devil's Toy (Fallen Dynasty 2)

Ten minutes later, we were pulling up in front of a boulevard-style street, and the driver opened my door. I walked out onto smooth asphalt, buttoning my blazer as I made my way to Violet’s side of the door. I opened it for her, offering her my hand, and her eyes locked with mine as she got out of the car.

“Oh, a Japanese restaurant!” she exclaimed when she saw the restaurant name, Nobu. “I can’t believe you remember I like sushi.”

“How could I forget?” I grinned at her. “Remember our fathers’ merger party with the Japanese firm when you were seven? You were the main attraction, scarfing down sushi.”

“It was delicious,” she said with a pointed smile, winking at me. “And I’ve always had good taste.”

She sauntered past me and I grinned to myself as I accompanied her into the restaurant. A doorman greeted us, and we were immediately shown to a private room inside the luxuriously-but-minimally decorated restaurant. Music was playing, pleasant classical tones with an edgy twist, at a loud enough volume to block out every other noise in the room.

Violet glanced at me when she saw the private room. It was a large space, with a single chandelier light illuminating the center of the room where a long table had been set up.

“It looks amazing,” she told me as I guided her inside.

“Let me take your coat,” I offered, and she slipped out of it quickly, squinting at the rest of the room.

“It’s so dark in here,” she muttered. “I can’t even see the corners of the room.”

“You don’t need to,” I told her calmly. “All you need to focus on is the table.”

She gave me a confused look as I led her back by her hand.

“Strip for me, Violet,” I ordered.

“N-Now?” she stuttered, her eyes glancing around the room.

I took her chin in my hands, making her look directly at me.

“Now.” I tightened my tone.

My voice left no room for complaints, and she hurried to get out of her dress, revealing a lingerie set in fuchsia lace that matched her shoes.

“Everything?” she whispered, her hands lingering on the snap on the front of her bra.

“Everything,” I nodded. “Now, princess. Stop delaying what’s going to happen.”

She undid her bra, and I didn’t take my eyes off her as she stripped the bra first, then stepped out of her panties. She didn’t attempt to cover up, instead of standing before me in all her glory. I inhaled sharply, letting my eyes wander over her pretty tits and the little triangle between her legs where she tasted the sweetest.

“Lie on the table.” I pointed.

She blanched at my words, hesitating only for a moment before she walked over to the desk, lying flat on her back. I approached her slowly, letting my fingertips ghost over her exposed skin.

“You’ve heard of this, I presume?” I asked her gently. “Eating sushi off an exposed body?”

“Y-Yes,” she whispered. “Master, I-”

“It’s going to happen,” I told her. “Don’t worry, princess. You won’t go hungry.”

I fisted the bulge in my pants and grinned down at her, watching her swallow with anticipation. I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, admiring her innocent beauty.

You won’t be thinking about your father at all tonight, princess. I’m going to make sure of it.

I clicked my fingers, and the lights came on in the whole room. Violet attempted to raise her head, and I thought about stopping her, but I wanted her to see what was going on.

The lights illuminated the walls of the room, which were made of glass. On the other side, diners enjoyed their expensive food served the same way it would be for me – on naked bodies laden with precisely wrapped sushi rolls.

"Master," she whispered. I could hear the fear in her voice, and I touched her cheek gently, trying to ease her worry.

"It's okay," I told her. "Nobody will come in here. They're just going to see you... But you want to be exposed, don't you, princess? You want everyone to see you."

She swallowed thickly, then gave me the smallest of nods. I grinned at her and clicked my fingers again.

Several waiters entered the room, depositing platters of perfectly crafted sushi on the table around Violet. They started placing the food on her body, careful not to brush her skin once. I'd made sure of it, not wanting anyone else to touch her. I'd told them they would be ruined if they so much as brushed an inch of her pale skin. And I was perfectly willing to go through with it. If someone so much as looked at her the wrong way, I'd kill them.

By the time they were done, her sweet naked body was covered in food. I was the only one at the table now, and Violet's eyes connected with mine.