“Stand up,” Apollo commands.
Careful not to push the tail out, I keep my ass clenched. Doing as he instructs, I stand naked in front of him.
“It’s time for us to head home,” Apollo announces. The thick undertones of his voice and the warning in his eyes tell me I am not to hesitate in the slightest.
I stand by his side so he can take my hand in his. I’m too ashamed to look over my shoulders at the other men and their pets. I had wanted to please Apollo, and yet, I didn’t.
Apollo says his goodbyes and we exit The Vault. Olympus is waiting, and hopefully a husband who isn’t too upset with my behavior.
One step.
Two.
I walk toward the unknown.
ChapterTwenty-Four
Apollo
“Naughty, naughty wife,” I say as I walk in the room and close the door behind me. Daphne scurries to her cage as if she thinks it will protect her. “And to think you were doing so good.”
“I tried,” Daphne says, as I can see her inch her way back to the furthest corner of the cage. “Are you,” her voice cracks and her bottom lip trembles, “going to punish me again?”
I smile. “Oh, I plan to punish but in the most wicked of ways,” I say as my cock hardens immediately at the thought.
I motion for her to come out of the cage, and she does immediately, submission still evident. I walk over to her and assist her beyond the bars and guide her over toward the bed. She doesn’t hesitate in the slightest. She gasps when I lower her onto the bed face down and ass up, but she still doesn’t put up a fight.
I tap on the base of the plug deeply rooted in her ass. “You were a good bunny until you attempted an escape.”
She remains silent, but I can hear a soft moan as I tap the plug again.
“It’s time we take this plug out and replace it with something else,” I nearly growl.
I bring my lips down to her neck, sucking and nipping at the sensitive flesh as my fingers move from her pussy back toward the plug and I pull it out. She squeals as it pops free, but still remains in position. I tease her back entrance with my finger and listen to her breaths and moans, discovering what she likes and what she loves.
“I’ll make you mine, my pet, and claim you here,” I say, my fingertip swirling over her asshole, pushing gently past her tight flesh as I hear her gasp. I withdraw my finger as quick as it entered her. “Do you want me in this ass of yours?”
“No.”
“Don’t lie, princess. I know when you’re lying, and there are even more consequences for lying. So I’m going to ask you again. Do you want me in this ass of yours?”
“Yes…” She barely whispers the answer.
“I can’t hear you. What?”
“Yes, I do. God help me, I do.”
I work my pants loose, springing my cock free, stroking the length from tip to base, wanting to satisfy this woman who damn near consumes every sensation in my entire body. With one hand, I stroke myself and with the other, I slide my fingers over her slick pussy and into her warmth and wetness, bringing her juices back to her ass, pushing my finger inside, stretching her rim as I thrust in and out. I can’t wait to feel her tighten around my cock.
“More,” she hisses.
I push two fingers past her tight little hole, slow at first to stretch her and then pump my fingers in and out, listening to her breaths and moans. Her hips don’t seem capable of holding still, not that I mind them gyrating in front of me.
“I want you to fill me with your cock,” Daphne confesses fully, her voice practically tinkering on the edge, begging for release.
With pre-cum on the head of my cock, lube from the tail, and her slick juices glistening over her ass, I push my cock in past her anus. Placing my hand on her lower back, I steady her as my hands move to her hips, caressing the skin at her sides with each slow thrust, in and nearly out, as I guide my cock inside of her tight hole.
She cries out in undoubtedly both pleasure and pain as I inch my way in.