Page 105 of Plug and Claim

“Is that too tight?”

“No,” she snapped, even though it was.

It tightened again—too tight. “How about now?”

She was not game enough to say anything that would make him tighten the collar again, not when the neck of her human form was so fragile. She dropped her gaze. “Yes, sir.”

Nathaniel made an approving sound, but he didn’t loosen the collar. Instead, he showed her a long thin chain. “I hope you’re ready to please me, pet. I’m going to train you how to walk on a leash.”

Kira recoiled as he went to clip the leash on the collar, but there was nowhere she could go with her legs around his shoulders and her back pressed into the mattress, and her heart fell when she heard it click.

Nathaniel gave it a small tug. “Excellent. Now, here are your instructions…”

She jumped as he inserted his fingers, curling them inside her.

“Are you listening to me, Kira?” His voice had a dangerous timbre as he pumped her slowly.

“Yes,” she choked. The collar was too tight, but it was nothing compared to the haywire of her emotions, and the throbbing ache of her pussy. A part of her wanted to keep going. The rest…the rest was paralysed in anticipation, wondering what he would do next.

“Good.” Nathaniel pumped his fingers in and out of her again, stroking her folds with his palm. “Now, we’re going to go for a walk around the room. While you are on the leash, you will not speak unless spoken to. Is that understood?”

Kira shut her eyes, whimpering as Nathaniel’s hand stroked her, spreading her wetness onto her thighs. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” He gave the leash another tug, the chain clinking as it snapped taut and caused a light pressure to travel around her neck. “Come down off the bed and get on your knees.” He nodded once she’d obeyed. “Good. Now…you will crawl directly beside me, always a step behind. Are you ready?”

Her vision was a blur of tears, her face hot with humiliation, but her heart fluttered with excitement, and her body ached for Nathaniel’s fingers to be inside her once more. “Yes, sir,” she whispered.

“Good girl. Heel.”

She followed Nathaniel’s heels, doing her best to stay beside him. Crawling on the floor was uncomfortable, and the prickly carpet was almost worse than the hard floorboards on her knees. They paced around the room several times, with Nathaniel humming under his breath and providing corrections when she was not in the position he wanted.

“You may morph, if you wish,” he suggested. “It would be easier on you.”

Nice try.

It wasn’t an order, and she wouldn’t have obeyed him even if it was. She didn’t reply, and he didn’t ask again as they finished the lap and made their way back to the bed.

Nathaniel perched himself on the edge of the mattress and pointed to the ground by his feet. “Play time is over. Come here and sit, pet.”

Once she’d complied, he patted her head. “Well, done. That was a fair effort.”

She drew her head away from his touch, even though she felt a burst of pride as he stroked her hair. She was surprised when he removed the leash.

“All right, pet. I think you deserve some time off leash. Go fetch your toy. And remember—use your mouth.”

Kira felt a pang of fear in her chest. It was irrational, and yet, after being chained to the bed, held down, and then leashed, the prospect of wandering around the room by herself was daunting. He was giving her a tiny kernel of freedom, and she was almost too scared to take it. It bothered her how quickly he’d gotten to her.

Even so, a part of her didn’t want to disappoint him, and with her newfound freedom, she crawled directly to the toy.

It was long and purple, firm but supple to touch. It wasn’t as big as she’d thought at first glance—about the length of her finger—but its thickness made it intimidating to behold, and it had several rough knots and bulges along its length.

She licked her lips, glancing back at Nathaniel who hadn’t moved from where he stood by the bed.

“I’m waiting, pet.”

She lowered her head and tentatively placed her teeth around the toy. Her human teeth weren’t much help, and it took her two attempts to pick up the fake cock successfully.

She carried it back to Nathaniel.