When she spotted the ominous-looking red machine with two dildos, her eyes went wide and scared.

He arranged her on her back on the hip-high gynecological table and turned her head so he was all she saw. “You can do this. Some submissives beg for this as a reward for good behavior.”

“They can have my turn, my liege. No problem.”

A woman who could be sarcastic despite her fear was a treasure. “You’re very generous, pet.” Smiling, he lifted her legs onto the padded knee supports and pulled her hips down until her ass hung slightly over the table’s end. After adjusting her feet in the soft stirrups, he tightened straps over her ankles and thighs. He moved the supports even farther apart so the blonde curls of her pussy were exposed completely. She gave a convulsive shiver.

Working his way up, he cinched a strap above her mound and another below her breasts, removing any chance of wiggling out of the position he’d put her in. He checked that her wrist cuffs weren’t affecting her circulation or nerves and clipped them to D rings beside her thighs.

Even as the members started to gather, Abby’s gaze stayed on his face as if he were a lifeline. He pulled in a breath. This wasn’t going to be easy for either of them, but they had to do it. This would be his punishment as well for not questioning a new applicant more carefully.

As Xavier walked to the head of the table, Abby obviously saw the audience, and her body turned rigid. Although she’d enjoyed the camaraderie of the club, she wasn’t an exhibitionist—which made this a most appropriate punishment.

But she didn’t need to suffer quite so much. He picked up a blindfold.

LET ME OUT of here! Abby bit back the scream as more and more people crowded around her. Her legs were strapped down and pulled wide apart, exposing everything to their stares. Somehow her eyes wouldn’t close to blot them out. She couldn’t—

“You’ll do better with this.” Xavier removed her glasses, laying them beside her fingers, then blindfolded her. “You’ll know the people are here, but you don’t need to see them,” he said quietly.

Thank you. I think. She wasn’t sure the darkness was better.

His hand ran down her arm, then her leg as he moved to the foot of the table. “I’m going to insert the dildos now, pet. The first is small, since you’re not used to anal play.”

She gasped as something pressed against her anus. A flare of stretching pain made her stiffen as it breached the ring of muscle and slickly slid in.

“Abby, I’ll adjust the machine so nothing can go too far.” He patted her thigh. “You’re already in for a long ride. No need to scare you further.”

He pushed the other dildo into her vagina. The thing wasn’t huge but filled her completely. Gritting her teeth against protests, she tried to wiggle away and realized her lower half was immobilized.

I don’t like this. She swallowed, then stiffened again as something settled over her mound. Soft and squishy and cool, it pressed right against her clit as Xavier secured it with straps around her legs.

Someone asked a question in a low voice, and Xavier answered, “Since this will last awhile, soft is better. Irritating her clit right away would take the fun out of it.”

Thanks a lot.

He chuckled. “Look at that face. Is a little submissive displeased with her punishment?”

People laughed.

He rubbed her shoulder, and it was scary how much she craved his touch. “I don’t want any portion of your body to feel neglected, so I’ll add these.”

A hard circle slid around her right breast; then she felt a gentle squeeze as if a mouth were sucking on her nipple. Her back arched up. The cold device vibrated erratically, but the suction continued. He did the other breast, and she shivered.

“You’re ready to go, pet. Remember—red and yellow for safe words.” He raised his voice. “Doms, your green band gives you one minute at the controls. Be warned, though. She isn’t allowed to climax until the end, so if she gets close, I’ll use the foot pedal to halt the action, and you’ll lose your remaining time.”

General laughter.

“I’ll take the first shot,” a gruff voice said.

Silence, and Abby started to panic. Xavier had left her here with all these men, at their mercy. “Yellow. Please, yellow.”

A hand closed over hers. “Little fluff, what’s wrong?”

He’s still here. “Don’t go. Please.” Tears burned her eyes. “I can do it, but don’t leave me.”

He kissed her lightly. “Abby, I’d never leave you. I’ll sit beside you the entire time, but…you can’t see me, can you? Hmm.” She heard the scrape of a chair, the rustle of his clothing as he sat. “Here you go.” He opened her fist and closed her fingers over something soft and thick.

He’d put his braid in her hand.

“Will that help?”

The feeling of drowning in panic receded; she had her life preserver. “Yes, my liege. Thank you.” So, so much.

“You’re very welcome. And Abby, if you feel someone touch you, it’s me. I’m the only one who gets to touch. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” A tenseness inside her relaxed slightly.

“The machine might be uncomfortable at times, but we’re going to keep you lubed up. Tell me if you start to feel dry. Yellow again. Clear?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Fire away, Garrett.”

The dildo slid into her pussy. In, out—slick and firm as the one in her anus started to move, much more slowly. The thing over her clit buzzed softly, vibrating, only she wasn’t in the least interested.

Coldness trickled between her legs. Someone had squeezed more lube on her, making the dildos penetrate with soft, slurpy noises.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” she heard.

“Speed it up, Garrett,” a man urged.

She squeezed her eyes shut, despite the blindfold, wishing she could shut out the sounds of the people as well.

As if he knew her thoughts, Xavier said, “I took away your vision, but I want you to hear them talking about you, Abby. Part of this is to show you the difference between playing in a friendly…family…or performing like a zoo animal. A lab specimen. Do you understand?”

“Yes, my liege.” Tears dampened the blindfold.

She heard him sigh quietly. A few seconds later, he said, “Next up. Who has a green band?”

The vibrator sped up, bumping all the sides of her clit, making her jolt. Her body woke, and a wave of heat ran over her. The dildo in her pussy increased in speed, hammering into her. Her muscles tightened as arousal blasted through her, as she felt her insides begin to—

“Next.” Rustling.

The vibrations on her clit decreased, right when she was beginning to enjoy it. The dildo in her pussy slowed as well, but somehow went deeper with each thrust, and the one in her anus kicked alive—fast and hard. Her hips tried to rise, her legs pulling in, trying to escape the strange sensations. More, less, something.

“Next.”

The clit vibrator sped up. The dildo in her vagina went shallower, faster. Angled differently, it rubbed over a sensitive spot inside her. Pressure built as she started to reach the precipice. She was going to come—needed to come. Closer, closer.

Everything stopped.

Laughter burst out around her, and through the haze of frustration, she heard people razzing whoever had been at the controls.

A fine perspiration broke out over her body.

Time ticked by with nothing happening. A minute. Two. Her arousal faded, leaving her cold inside. How could she have almost orgasmed in front of everyone?

“Time to rev it back up, girl.” DeVries’s voice was as rough as sandpaper. The dildos came to life, and he varied everything, playing the controls like a master. He increased the speed on the vibrator, then the dildo in her pussy, then the anal thing, one-two-three, like a waltz of arousal.

Her need soared, and her breathing increased. As Abby’s climax approached, deVries snorted, and the one-two-three dance changed. Everything slowed, leaving her burning. His laugh was that of a sadist.

Another Dom took his place, then another…

They blurred; it all blurred except the feelings in her body. Xavier stopped the machine again, two more times, and at the last one she groaned, hanging right on the edge, everything throbbing. Both dildos pulled out of her.

Xavier removed his braid from her hand.

“No. No, please. Don’t leave.”

“Shhh.” His hand stroked her cheek. “I’m not going anywhere, Abby. I’m going to change things out.”

The suction thing came off, and her nipples throbbed.

“Beautiful.”

“Look at how red they are against her white skin.”

“They’re huge. Maybe I’ll get some for my girl.”

“Pretty, aren’t they?” Xavier said, running his finger in a circle around each areola.

His finger circled again, only this time with something cool. The scent was familiar, the feeling familiar. Peppermint. Her nipples began to tingle and burn. She tried to move—couldn’t. There was no escape.

He trailed his fingers down her stomach, then checked each restraint. “Any numbness or tingling, Abby?” he asked.

“No, sir.”

Something scraped. His clothing brushed the insides of her thighs. He left the straps around her legs but removed the soft thing from her clit.

Cool air washed over her tight, throbbing nub, making her gasp.

“That’s one wide-awake clit,” someone said.

“Gorgeous pussy. I see why he let her keep the hair.” General agreement.

He fastened something new over her, squashy but harder than the first.

A larger dildo slid into her vagina. “Hmm. Might as well make it fun,” Xavier said and pulled it out, then pushed in one even bigger. It went farther as well, all the way to her cervix, and that didn’t feel good at all. She tried to squirm, making noises.

It receded slightly but remained inside her.

More noises, and she heard the chuckling around her. God, what is he planning? A dildo pressed against her anus. It felt huge. She made a helpless sound, and he stopped. “It’s about the size of two fingers, Abby. You can take this.”

After a moment she managed to relax her muscles, and it slid in. Stretching her. Burning. Her muscles tensed, tried to move. Got nowhere.

“Looks about right.” He removed the dildos. When he slid them back in, they were even slicker than before. “Gentlemen, she’s all yours. Same rules about not letting her come.”

When he tucked his braid into her hand again, a sweet ache filled her heart. He’d remembered. God, she lov—

“Since she had a break, I’ll start slow,” someone said. “Y’all can push her closer during your turns.”

The vibrator over her clit came to life with a blast, and she jerked, trying to sit up. But then it was dialed down. Only, this setting had a strange vibration, coming in slow waves before stopping entirely. The dildo in her pussy pushed in and out, stretching her. With the bigger thing in her butt, everything felt too tight. Too full.

“Time.” Xavier said.

“Let’s have some fun now.” The man’s voice was older, experienced. The clit device jumped into a harsh vibration. And stopped. On, off. The pussy dildo increased, slowly but surely, as if being fed caffeine, yet the one in her anus slowed.

“Next,” Xavier said.

This Dom slowed the vibrator but somehow made the vibrations harder. He stopped the dildo in her pussy, leaving it in and full, but drove the one in her anus to a hammering speed.

She couldn’t think as everything in her surged upward, heading straight for a climax, and nothing was going to—

It all stopped.

“Nooo.” She struggled against the straps, furious and ready to cry.

People were laughing. How could they laugh?

Nothing moved as the seconds ticked away, and she…she hurt. Embarrassment was losing out to the need to come. Her hand fisted so tightly around Xavier’s braid that her fingers ached. Her lower half felt swollen and tight and hurting, and her abused nipples burned.

“Next,” Xavier said.

Two more Doms took their turns, sending her up and down, bringing her close, letting her go back down, playing her like a computer game.

Sweat trickled between her breasts, under the blindfold. Her muscles ached, close to cramping from straining against the straps. Her mouth was dry from panting. She wanted to cry.

“No more?” Xavier asked.

“Looks like that’s it,” someone said. “I’d be happy to take another turn.”