She looked up from her painting with confusion in her eyes. It was momentary, and instead of answering, she went back to painting… and I let her.
10
Fallon
I was naked again. Of course I was. I’d descended the stairs naked, carrying the only other object that had been in the box with trembling fingers: a glass dildo.
It was exquisitely made, if you were into that sort of thing. Disturbingly realistic, except for its size. It was nine inches long, and while, yeah, Rafe was close, not even he was as big as this damn thing. A heavy glass ball sack hung off the end, all meticulously crafted, I had no clue how. I’d watched a show on glassblowing once, and I couldn’t even begin to imagine how one would make—
My breath caught when I got to the bottom of the stairs and entered the ballroom. It was covered floor to ceiling in mirrors.
Rafe was immediately shuffled away from my side to one wall where a gallery of chairs had been set up. Order members sat on the thrones watching as women of all shapes and sizes were sprawled out on the settees and some just on the bare, cold marble floor.
All of them were masturbating with similar glass dildos to the one I held. The mirrors on all sides magnified every woman five times, ten times. Everywhere you looked was female flesh, writhing and gyrating.
As I approached, an Elder with a cane walking the floor smacked one woman, hard, on her ass.
“You are here to trap the devil with his own vanity,” the Elder chastised her. “Do you think you will capture the devil himself with that fake mockery of pleasure? Do you think he cannot see through your paltry display? Either masturbate and orgasm for real or get off the floor! You have no place here.”
The beautiful woman looked up with tears in her eyes and nodded eagerly. “I’ll do better.”
“Silence!” the Elder said, smacking her ass again. She jumped, the cane leaving a bright red mark across the back of her ass. “The only thing I want to hear out of you are the moans of your cunt being juiced around the devil’s big glass cock.”
She nodded obediently but the Elder wasn’t done with her.
“First I want you to gag on it. Take it out of your cunt and shove it down your throat. Deep throat it like you mean it. Like you’re really tempting the devil to come. How else can we trap him if we don’t tempt his vanity?”
The woman pulled the glass dildo out of her pussy where she’d been shoving it in and out relentlessly and obediently started feeding it into her mouth and—Jesus Christ!—down her throat. She must’ve had zero gag reflex because I could see the dildo start to poke out her throat.
“That’s better,” the Elder said. “Now moan around it and you—” He snapped his fingers to the woman nearest her who moaned and writhed around her own glass cock shoved deep in her pussy.
The woman perked up, pausing mid-thrust of the cock deep inside her.
“Fuck her with your dildo.”
The woman immediately crawled over.
“Eat her out first.”
The second woman nodded and started eating out the first woman who now choked on the cock she was deep throating. As the second woman ate out the first, the Elder must have become impatient, because he yanked the huge dildo out of her hand and started ramming it up her pussy.
And then, barely pausing, he pulled some lube out of his robe, poured it over the dildo, then shoved it up her ass! She squealed and shouted her surprise into the other woman’s pussy.
I gasped. I couldn’t help it.
They expected me to do this shit?
And the thought that immediately followed: Who the fuck were these women who came here and subjected themselves to this?
Were they rejected belles like my mother and Mama H? That had me blinking even harder, imagining my mother—my mother—as one of these panting women on their knees. My mother as the woman being fucked with a glass dildo while being instructed to eat another woman out—all while the members watched and got off—
I looked back over at the gallery and found Rafe’s eyes on me.
But beyond him, I saw Montgomery. Jesus, I was supposed to masturbate with this thing in front of Rafe’s friends? Montgomery had his back to the room at least, sipping some amber liquid out of a tumbler, but in addition to Montgomery, there was Beau.
Good God, was Rafe’s whole high school entourage going to show up now? I know Rafe had said Beau had just started his time at the mansion and we might run into him and his belle, but I hadn’t imagined our first introduction would be like this.
I looked out on the crowd and wondered which one of the girls she was.