It took some time for Halian to get a little used to the plug that Erina had chosen for him to wear around under his clothes, but he was getting the hang of it.

Though it was certainly very distracting. He found it easier to get distracted from his work, which was more important than ever now that he'd lost the pearls. But knowing that Erina loved him, that she wouldn't leave him, did make Halian less desperate to get his hand fixed. It was still a priority, however.

He was currently trying to draft plans for new, faster kind of blimp that could better withstand the cold, harsh winds of the north. Halian had been hired to work on the project, but he found this genuinely interesting on his own. He would love to know what new knowledge exploration of the forever frozen north could bring.

Despite his own interest, though, he couldn't help but rock back in his chair often, to push the plug deeper, making his caged cock twitch and leak.

Erina loved to tease him by showing him the key to it, and then putting it away. She'd been playing with him often, but has not let him orgasm again so far after that first night. Halian had expected this to be quite challenging and maddening, but while that was accurate, he loved it also. He loved being under Erina's utter control so very much.

He did wonder what Erina was planning, however. She'd been working on something, and she'd so far offered no clues or explanations as to what it was. He was most curious, but he knew there was no point badgering her with questions.

Just as he thought that, though, Erina opened the door and walked inside.

"How is the day treating you, my love?" she asked as she walked up to him, smirking.

Halian looked at her, swallowing automatically. Usually when she smirked like that, something very arousing followed. "Quite well. I am, er, working."

Erina smiled and kissed his cheek. "Good boy. We have that meeting this afternoon."

Halian nodded. He remembered. It was a contract with a relatively small businessman. There was a time when Halian wouldn't have even considered it, given the time investment and the pearls they would get for it, but they couldn't afford to reject any work they got. Within reason.

"Yes, indeed. I cannot believe that I lost those pearls." Halian still couldn't believe that, couldn't believe his incompetence. But Erina put her finger to his lips to shush him.

"It wasn't your fault. Now, to get to the matter at hand." She very obviously looked at Halian's crotch. "I made something to deal with your little leaking problem."

Halian flushed hard, ducking his head. "I simply get very aroused."

Erina petted his head, kissing his temple this time. "Me too. But we clearly need another accessory to keep you better controlled."

Halian swallowed thickly at those words. The things she did to him just by speaking.... "Yes, ma'am."

Erina smiled, taking a small, black, velvet box out of her pocket and opening it, revealing a small, metal rod, flared out at the top. Halian frowned for a moment, confused what the toy was for, only for his eyes to go wide and his face go red.

Erina grinned more, batting her eyelashes at him as she picked up the toy, presenting it to Halian. "I added an engraving."

Halian licked his lips, pulling himself together enough to see the cursive text carved into the silver, metal surface. It read For my loveliest slave.

Halian bit his lip just to keep his noises to himself. "I-if you keep introducing new things to drive me mad with, I will get absolutely no work done."

Erina smirked, chuckling. "Oh, is that right? I suppose you don't have to get the sound then." She put the sound back in its box, snapping it shut.

"Wait, no!"

Erina grinned victoriously, her smile sharp and dangerous. It only made the stain on the front of Halian's pants more pronounced.

"What is it?" she asked, clearly enjoying this very much. And so was Halian.

"Please, I...would like to try the toy."

Erina hummed, tapping her chin, as if thinking about it. Halian looked at her pleadingly. Surely she couldn't simply not let him make up for what he'd said.

"On your knees," Erina commanded, her voice harsh and resolute. It made Halian scramble to get off his chair and kneel in front of her immediately. He even crossed his wrists behind his back, just like how his mistress liked it.

"Good boy." Erina stroked Halian's hair, petting his head like one would a dog. Halian really, really loved when she did that. "Better."

She moved her boot, resting it between Halian's legs, pressing onto his crotch. Halian gasped, but he forced himself to stay still, no matter how much he wanted to rut against the heel. He moaned as Erina pressed harder, the cage digging into his balls hard, his cock twitching.

"Say what you want," Erina commanded him, making Halian groan.

"Please," he gasped out, barely holding his hips still. It didn't take much to make him unbearably aroused after all the teasing Erina had been putting him through. "Use the sound on me. I-is that what it's called?"

Erina nodded, retrieving the new toy again, turning it around, studying it. "Actually, a sound is a rod that would go in your lovely cock. But this plugs it up. I'd call it a cock plug instead."

Halian shuddered and nodded, swallowing thickly. "P-please, use the cock plug on me, ma'am."

Erina kissed him, nuzzling his cheek. "You want to have your cock corked up, baby? Even more contained and helpless than before? Plugged on both ends?"

Halian wanted to cry with need at this point, his hips thrusting a little as he nodded hard. "Please, pleaseee."

Erina nodded, undoing the button on Halian's pants and pulling his cock out, stroking him through the cage. Halian moaned and groaned more, especially when Erina stroked over his slit, collecting precome. Halian drooled as he watched Erina bring her finger to her lips, licking the precome off. Oh, how he yearned to have her put her mouth on him.

"Good little pet," Erina praised him, taking the cock plug and slicking it up before aligning it with Halian's slit. Halian hissed as the plug started to push in, burning, but the burn felt so good that he just ended up moaning as the plug filled his cock, only the flared base sticking out, leaving his cock twitching for more.

"Oh, you look so beautiful," said Erina, kissing the tip of the sound. "All contained. No leaking unless your ma'am decides you get to."

Halian shuddered, so very desperate as he looked at his cock. Truly, there was no precome coming out of the head. He swallowed thickly, loving all of this.

"T-thank you, ma'am, yes, as it should be," he nodded, dazed. He needed to pull himself together if he wanted to be useful today.

"No one will ever know what you're hiding under your clothes unless I want them to," Erina said, humming as she put Halian's cock back in his pants and buttoned them up. Halian shuddered again. Somehow he really enjoyed the thought of being like this in public. It felt so...forbidden. And therefore exciting.

"I have more ideas, but for now this will do. We have work to do," Erina said, chuckling as she got up again. Halian touched his cock through his pants, feeling out the sound. Erina cleared her throat.

"Pet," she said, warningly. "No touching the toys."

Halian yanked his hand away as if burned, nodding sheepishly. "A-apologies, ma'am. I was simply...curious."

Erina nodded, smiling. "Good. But don't get too curious. No taking anything out or off."

Halian flushed. Of course, that made sense. Though he had an immediate question. "What about, erm, when I need to...relieve myself?"

Erina stared him down, her eyes stony and uncompromising. "Like I said—no taking anything out without my say-so."

Halian nodded, keeping his head ducked and chewing on his lip.

The thought of Erina deciding even things such as when he got to use the bathroom was for some reason incredibly arousing. Halian wasn't certain if he should be put off by that, but he was too aroused to really manage to think about much right now.

"Good, such a good boy," Erina praised, petting his head again. Halian leaned into it happily. "We'll leave in an hour, okay? Try to calm down a little."

She was teasing him, but Halian really did need some time to pull himself together. His heart was racing, and he was flushed all over.

"I'll be okay," he said, earning more headpats.

"Of course you will," Erina said, smiling warmly. "You're the best boy for me."

Halian nodded, hugging Erina's legs and nuzzling. He couldn't help it. He always wanted to be touching her.

Erina cooed, stroking his hair. "Baby boy." She then leaned down to pick him up, cradling him close. Halian loved to be held by her. "Let's go snuggle on the couch for a bit."

Halian nodded, very happy about this idea as he melted in her arms, closing his eyes, more than happy to be carried wherever Erina wanted him to.

He hugged her properly when she sat down, even more relaxed. He never wanted to sit anywhere except for her lap.

"You're such a cute little man," Erina said, cooing as she cradled him tighter and kissed the top of his head.

"Thank you, ma'am," Halian replied, beaming at her. When they were like this, it felt as though nothing else mattered, that there was nothing to worry about, and they had no responsibilities.

They cuddled for a moment, so very relaxed and happy.

Halian had never managed to quite forget his struggle to get anything done while his usefulness only got worse over time. Nothing could have ever distracted him from it. Until now. Having Erina pet his hair was just that wonderful.

With his eyes closed, Halian was near falling asleep when a sudden ringing of the doorbell ruined it for him. He grumbled, scowling at the loud thing, a box with a bell in the corner of the living room, near the ceiling.

"You're such a cutie when you're grumpy," Erina said, chuckling. She kissed his forehead before getting up to answer the door. Halian sighed. He already missed being hugged by her, feeling even grouchier as he waited for Erina to return.

But when she did, and he saw her shocked face, Halian sat up, his grumpiness all but forgotten. "Are you okay? Did something happen?"

Erina shrugged helplessly, sitting down next to him and showing him what she was holding—a letter. It was in a black envelope with the address in gold lettering. And when Erina flipped it around, Halian nearly gasped. There was a very familiar wax seal holding the envelope shut. The seal of the Andare family.

This could only mean one thing—Erina's mother was contacting her. And whatever the reason was, Halian was certain it spelled trouble for them.