Chapter Seven
Katie sat in her car the next night, staring out the windshield. She still had a full ten minutes before she needed to be inside the house and in the dungeon. She squirmed in her seat.
“Damn.” The word slipped past her lips as her pussy twitched from her movement. She’d been swearing off and on all day, thanks to those balls in her pussy. Even sleeping last night had been a pain. Well, not real pain, but pleasurable pain.
And she still wasn’t sure how she felt about following Ry’s and Jed’s commands.
In the bedroom, yes, but her wearing toys outside of their playtime?
She hadn’t expected it, yet she hadn’t said her safe word.
Confusion filled her. Logic said nothing outside the bedroom or the dungeon, but her heart wanted to make Ry and Jed proud of her.
Ry had mentioned training, and it wasn’t a foreign concept to her. She understood about sub training from Pam and her classes and later had seen it in some of the clubs she’d visited. But until Ry mentioned it last night, she hadn’t even thought about it for herself.
Even with the toy inside her and keeping her on edge, she’d visited several office spaces today to see how they would work for her accounting business.
It had taken all her willpower to walk around the offices, checking everything out.
The balls rubbed up against her pussy walls, making her clit tingle.
She had refrained from calling either Ry or Jed. They’d known darn well what those balls were going to do to her. Heck, she’d bet her next paycheck they had expected another call from her.
A sigh escaped. There wouldn’t be a next paycheck unless she found office space. What she’d seen today was a little out of her financial reach right now. She’d have to figure something out soon, because sitting in Gran’s kitchen was not exactly the best way to attract clients.
Glancing at her watch, she had five minutes left. No time like the present. Scooping her purse and keys up, she carefully climbed out of her car and slowly walked to the front door. A note was stuck to the thick oak.
“The door is open. We’ll make sure you have a key tonight before you leave.”
Turning the handle, she pushed the door open and stepped in, listening. Nothing. The house was silent. Katie closed the door and locked it before setting her purse and keys down on the foyer table. She made her way to the dungeon.
After punching in the code, she descended the stairs, each step carefully measured so as not to lose control of the balls inside her.
Once in the dungeon, she crossed over to the bed.
Tonight, they had put out an outfit. Buck up.
She wanted them to know they weren’t making a mistake with her.
She shook her head. Enough negative talk.
She shed her clothes and put them away before going into the bathroom.
She climbed into the shower and pulled the clear plastic curtain.
Well, they warned her there wouldn’t be privacy there.
She twisted the knobs, turning on the water, then she went through the routine Ry and Jed had instructed.
She cursed when the balls almost slipped out of her.
If she wasn’t a submissive, payback would be a bitch.
After drying off, she padded back to the bed and picked up the laid-out clothing.
“Shit,” she whispered. This wasn’t clothing; she might as well be naked.
She closed her eyes for a moment, praying for patience.
She slipped the panties on, wincing as the balls within her pussy shifted together from one side to the other.
There was no crotch, only lace that went around her legs and her waist. The bra wasn’t much more concealing as her nipples and breasts were totally bare.
She bit her lip. All part of the training, she reminded herself.
She strode over to the mat and took her position.
Arms behind her back, legs apart, and staring straight ahead at the wall.
It wasn’t easy, keeping those balls in her core with her legs apart.
She kept tightening her pussy muscles to keep them in, grateful now for all those Kegel exercises Pam encouraged her to do.
The sound of the door opening had her stiffening. The tell-tale footsteps down the stairs, then quiet as they stepped onto the padded flooring. Katie breathed through her nose and out her mouth, trying not only to calm her racing heart, but to keep from demanding they take the balls out.
“Good job today, Kitty Kat,” Jed said, walking in front of her.
“God, you’re beautiful, sweetheart.” Ry joined him.
Her gaze darted from Ry to Jed and then lowered to their erect cocks. They’d undressed before coming to the dungeon. Her gaze slid up taking in their sculpted abs, their bare chests, and finally to their faces. Oh man, they were ready to go. And so was she.
“How many times did the balls fall out today?” Ry asked.
“Twice, Sir Ry.”
His eyebrows rose. “Only twice?”
“Yes, Sir Ry.” She fought not to shift from one foot to the other, not only because the balls would shift and it would disappoint her Sirs, but because it wasn’t going to take much to make her orgasm.
“And how many times did you come today, Kitty Kat?”
Katie bit her lip as her face grew warm. “Five times, Sir Jed.” She cursed each time her body took over. And she cursed them for being so diabolical.
Grins broke out on the men’s faces, and Katie’s heart leapt. Oh, they were planning something for her all right.
“And what did we tell you not to do?” Ry asked.
“You told me not to come, Sir Ry.”
“Did you masturbate?” Jed asked.
“No, Sir Jed. The balls caused each climax I had.”
Oh, but how she wanted to touch herself, to rub her clit, to make herself orgasm, if only to relieve the pressure building in her pussy, but she hadn’t. Not that it mattered, because each time she climaxed, the want, the need, only got worse.
The men looked at each other then back at her, Jed stepped in front of her. He took her by the arms and walked her backward until her butt hit what felt like a padded table, and he moved behind her.
Ry took position in front of her, grasping her waist and lifting her. Jed’s arms came around, sliding under her legs with his palms on her thighs, and he pulled her legs apart. Katie had to lean against Jed, or she’d fall. Her pussy was on display for Ry.
“Her pussy is nice and rosy, Jed.” Ry stepped closer until she could feel his body heat. “And smells delicious.”
Ry slipped two fingers into her wet pussy, and Katie squealed. Oh, God, her pussy contracted around his fingers. If he moved them just right or touched her clit, she was going to climax again.
She tried to keep still, but her hips shifted up, trying to get pressure on her clit. Ry frowned, and his fingers curled within her pussy. The balls popped out into his palm, making a clanking sound. Ry removed his fingers, and Katie breathed a sigh of relief.
“Your clit is red and inflamed, Katie. I think it needs some relief.” Ry lowered his head.
“No, Ry,” she yelled before she thought better of it.
Ry’s head jerked up, and Jed tightened his arms on her legs.
“Did you just tell me no, my little subbie?” Ry straightened and took a step back.
“Yes, Sir Ry. I’m sorry.” Damn, how could she have made such a stupid mistake?
“Well, Jed, what shall we do with this disobedient subbie?”
“Let’s put her in the bondage chair, not only for telling you no, but for her unauthorized climaxes today,” Jed suggested.
“Not the bondage chair.” Ry rubbed his chin, while staring at her.
“Fucking stool?”
“That would be more pleasure than punishment.”
Katie ground her teeth together as they talked about her punishment as if she wasn’t even there. It was their fault she had spoken out.
“What about the exposure bench?”
“Perfect.” Jed released her legs, and her back slid down his body until her feet hit the floor. Ry stood in front of her; his arms curled around her waist, lifting her into his arms. Her heart jumped a beat as he crossed the room before Jed joined them.
Ry set her down on the padded bench. Katie swallowed. She had a feeling she wasn’t going to like this, but she wasn’t about to say her safe word, either. This couldn’t be as bad as having those damn balls in her pussy for twenty-four hours.
“Lay on your back. Jed and I will do the rest.”
“Yes, Sir Ry,” she whispered, not liking the leather cuffs dangling in Jed’s hands. Katie let the cool leather of the bench touch her back. She watched them and waited.
Jed handed Ry a small cuff, and together they secured her wrists.
Then they bent down and clipped her arms down toward the floor.
She could handle having her arms immobile.
When they straightened, Jed handed Ry two more cuffs, one much larger than the other but with chains attached. Her heart sped up.
Ry took her left leg in his hand, cradling it in the nook of his arm. Jed did the same with her right leg. Cuffs were applied to her ankles and right above her knees. Then they raised her legs, keeping them spread as they began attaching the chains to the bench’s crossbar.
The cool air caressed her pussy lips. Oh, shit, she was wide open for whatever they wanted to do. Katie concentrated on her breathing as her stomach quivered with unease. They wouldn’t hurt her, she reminded herself, but it didn’t stop the apprehension dancing along her nerves.
Ry turned and strode across the room while Jed cupped her chin, turning her face to him. “If your legs or arms start falling asleep, let us know immediately.”
“Yes, Sir Jed.”
“Now, for this next part, we want you to only feel.” Jed placed a blindfold over her eyes and slid the elastic strap behind her head.
She hadn’t expected this. At least not this soon. The darkness encompassed her. Oh God, she couldn’t do this. She began pulling at the restraints. “Yellow.”
“Katie.” Ry’s voice was right next to her ear. “What is it?”
She fought to breathe. “Blindfold.”