My arms and legs collapse at Jace’s statement. I'm now lying flat and vulnerable to him. 

Sure, there are tons of toys in this room, but at the moment, the only thing in his hand is a burning candle, and there’s no way in hell he's fucking me with that. 

“I know what you’re thinking, Little Slut, and that’s exactly what I’ll be doing,” he says.

Jace moves out of sight, then there's a tug on my collar as if he is connecting it back to the leash, but that can’t be. The diamonds from the leash are glistening off the red lighting from where it lies on the floor to the left of me. 

To see what he’s doing, I glance over my shoulder and see a thin black cord attached to the collar. I follow it up and see it's connected to tracks in the ceiling that outline the room.

“Straighten up, Little Slut and crawl to me,” Jace says.

It takes me a second, but after a deep breath, I lock my elbows, lift back to my knees and hold my head high. Then I turn around to crawl in the direction of his voice but only make it a few feet away when I pause at his standing figure.

A bottle of lube falls from his hands, a remote, a new candle ribbed in the shape of a unicorn's horn, and a small black butt plug with a green and purple tie-dye tail. 

"You've been such a good girl." he praises, bending at the waist but not quite looking at me. 

Jace grabs the tail and lube with one hand, pops the top of the bottle, and dribbles a generous amount around the bulb. 

He then moves to my backside, and I brace myself for what I know is about to happen. 

With a tight grasp on each side of my ass, he says, "Now relax, Little Slut."

Jace uses his grip to spread me open wide, and I hear him spit before saliva splats directly on my tight hole. 

I expect him to ram the plug into me next. Make me his real-life pet, tail and all, but he doesn't. 

He returns to his pile of supplies and picks up the remote, leaving only the odd-shaped candle before disappearing again. 

There's a faint sound of something vibrating before the heat from Jace's naked body is against mine, and the now vibrating plug lightly touches my rim.

Jace licks from my shoulder up my neck and says in his deep sexy voice, "Since you can't relax, I'll have to give a helping hand." 

His other arm reaches between us until he finds my sensitive nub. As the tip of the vibrating plug presses slightly against the tight rim of my ass, Jace rubs my clit vigorously back and forth with two fingers.

If he keeps using my clit as a turntable with the toy vibrating against my ass, it won’t be long before I combust.

“That’s it, Little Slut. Get nice and wet for me,” he says.

Jace grasps my clit in a tight pinch and pulls, making me want to scream, but I bite down on my lip instead. When the metallic taste of my blood hits my tongue, I look up at the ceiling and smirk.

“I can get through this without breaking,” I chant innerly.

He releases his hold but continues to massage it in small circles and slowly pushes the plug through the tight barrier until only the tail hangs between my legs.

My body quakes, and my breath begins to quicken. I'm unaware if it's from the intrusion in my backside or the waves of pleasure crashing over me. 

Jace withdraws his hand, and the remote resurfaces in his hand. He clicks a button, turning the vibrations off.

"Since you're better relaxed, it's time for your punishment," he growls.

Fuck, I thought this was part of my punishment.

My ass is full, and my clit is throbbing to the point it hurts. 

I'm not relaxed. I'm on the edge. 

"There are five different speeds on the plug.  On all fours, you're going to circle the room, and every lap you make, I'll increase the speed. Once you finish the final lap, I have a surprise for you."

Jace turns the toy on, and even though it's at the lowest speed, my body freezes and needs to acclimate to it before moving. 

With one hand in front of the other, I try inching forward at a much slower pace than anticipated, following the track to the cord my collar is attached to, but I stop. 

"What's the matter Little Slut? Is it too much to handle already?" Jace says.

No, it’s not too much. As soon as my knees slid across the carpet, the plug shifted, and I had to clench my ass to ensure it wouldn’t plop out.

After catching my composure, I get back in motion. I've just made the first turn, and the sensation from the plug and fur tail tickling my inner thigh makes me want to stop, but I don't.

I shift my hips back and forth, praying to relieve some of the pressure on my ass, but it doesn't, so I continue. 

When I finish my first lap around the room, I'm starting to get used to the plug, so I pick up the pace. I make no eye contact with him as I pass Jace, but I can feel the weight of his stare. He lets me get a few feet past where he's standing before the mother fucker ups the speed. 

I'm confident he skipped level two and went straight to five. 

The vibrations are intense. 

I want to scream. I want to stop in place and rub my clit until I come.

"Let it out, Rory. Your petite little legs are quaking. I know you're on the edge," Jace says.

I hate to admit it, but he's right. 

My orgasm is quickly bubbling, but I can't stop. 

It is imperative that I keep going.

I only have to crawl three and a half more rounds around the room, and then I'm done. 

Jace's surprise better be magnificent, like a beach vacation alone, followed by all my belongings being back in my apartment.

As the pleasure overcomes me, I suck in my bottom lip, pinch my eyes closed and make the final turn in this lap.

From behind me, Jace grunts something under his breath, and at this point, he might as well be talking to himself. 

I’m too focused on crossing the finish line to pay attention to him.

“Did you hear me, Rory,” he says in a louder but less aggressive tone.

“I said I can tell how much you enjoy the plug by the sweet cream dripping from your tight pussy.”

💜 𝓗𝓪𝓿𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝓘𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓽 𝓡𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓮𝔃𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓼? 𝓘𝓯 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝔀𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓯𝓸𝓻?

I𝐟 𝐲o𝐮'𝐫e l𝐨o𝐤i𝐧g f𝐨r s𝐨m𝐞t𝐡i𝐧g n𝐞w t𝐨 𝐫e𝐚d w𝐡i𝐥e y𝐨u w𝐚i𝐭 𝐟o𝐫 𝐭h𝐞 𝐧e𝐱t c𝐡a𝐩t𝐞r c𝐡e𝐜k o𝐮t
𝑭𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒚 𝑾𝒂𝒔 by MinervaLaurent