Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

He grasped hold of her chin and kissed her. “I love you, Keira.”

“I love you too, Sir.”

“I love you, Julian.” He turned and reached for the other man, kissing him.

“Love you too,” Julian said. “Love both of you.”

“Good, now get to it before we start off with a punishment,” he threatened.

Julian quickly exited the back seat then opened Keira’s door and scooped her up and over his shoulder, carrying her inside.

Cole sat for a moment, letting this moment fill him with happiness.

Finally, he had a home.

She very nearly squealed in excitement as she stared at herself in the mirror. This kitten outfit could easily be her favorite. Of course, buying her toys and outfits seemed to be Cole’s favorite pastime, so she had plenty to choose from.

Julian had inserted the wide butt plug in her ass, which had a black fluffy tail at the end of it. He’d also helped her put on the black, lacy thigh high stockings and garter belt. She wore a tight, black crop top that had kitten written across her breasts in bright pink.

She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.

Her cat ears were black and fluffy like her tail and her hair was pulled back in a low ponytail. He’d left her hands free, but placed a bright pink collar around her neck and attached a leash.

Ooh. This was her first time wearing a leash.

Julian stood behind her and smiled. “Like it?”

“Yes, I love it.”

He reached around and cupped her mound, running his finger across her swollen clit. ?

?Spread your legs, kitten.”

She widened her legs.

“Good girl. Now, here are the rules for play tonight. There’s no coming without permission.”

Her breath caught as he reached up with his other hand and cupped her breast. Her nipples were already pebbled and pressing against the material of the crop top. She watched herself in the mirror, the way her cheeks grew flushed as arousal filled her face. She licked her lips, her breath coming in sharp, fast pants.

Christ. Sticking to that rule was always hard, but it seemed extra difficult right now.

“No talking unless you’re asked a direct question. If you require something then you are to rub your face against our hands or legs until we give you permission to speak.”

Okay, that last bit was new. But she liked it. A lot.

“Understand?” He pinched her nipple. Hard.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good little kitten. If your knee hurts at all, you are to use your safeword immediately.”

She nodded. They were always so careful with her.

“We still don’t want you on your knees, so you’ll mostly be walking or sitting. Understand?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good. Now turn around and show me how much you appreciate your new outfit.”