“So… panties off or on, Sir?” Kat asked.
“Off, if you’re comfortable with that.” Arthur answered.
Kat answered by hooking her thumbs into either side of the waistband and pushing them down until they fell to join the skirt lying around her pink heel-clad feet haphazardly. The white thigh-highs she was still wearing pushed the tops of her thighs out around the band in a way she didn’t like, so she started rolling them down, but Arthur stopped her with his hand.
“Leave those and the heels on for now.” He instructed.
Kat nodded and pulled the one she’d started rolling down back up as she stood back up.
Arthur stepped back and made a show of looking her up and down. “Good girl.” He said in such a tone that it made her blush a little. “Now, are you ready for your collar?” He asked again.
In answer, Kat squatted down and then moved to her knees, moving into the kneel position Selene had shown her. Then she lifted her chin and turned it, offering her neck to him. “Yes, Sir.” She answered. “Please collar your submissive.”
Arthur looked impressed at the submissive gesture. “Nadu.” Arthur reminded her, and she adjusted her position by spreading her legs and turning her palms up. Then he gave her what he asked for. He squatted down in front of her and placed the collar around her throat, buckling it behind her and then, to her surprise, padlocking it with a tiny padlock. He dangled the keys in front of her face and then stood to put them on the hook behind her, the hook by the door where the collar usually rested.
“Do you remember the pledge I sent you?” Arthur asked.
“I think so, Sir.” Kat answered. “I tried to memorize it.”
Arthur looked impressed. “Let’s hear it then.” He said with a “go on” gesture.
“I am your submissive. You are my Sir. I will put Sir’s will before my own and obey him in all things. I am your submissive. You are my Sir. I will openly and honestly communicate with my Sir. I am your submissive. You are my Sir. I will do my best to please my Dom as his submissive. I am your submissive. You are my Sir. I will try new things and trust my Dom to respect my limits. I am your submissive. You are my Sir. I will learn, grow, and follow where my Sir leads me. I am your submissive. You are my Sir. Please, take me at your pleasure, Sir.” Kat recited.
Arthur clapped slowly, impressed that she’d memorized it all. Well, much of it was repetitive, but still. It was an impressive feat he hadn’t expected her to accomplish. He’d actually planned on punishing her for any missteps or failures, but except for an added please, she’d recited it precisely as he’d given it to her. That was nothing to punish her for. Luckily, or unluckily for her, there were other reasons to punish her they would soon address.
“Good girl.” Arthur praised her again. “Now stand.”
She obeyed, carefully coming to her feet one at a time. Arthur held his hand out to help her if she needed it, but she wanted to do it alone and succeeded. He nodded his approval once she stood, looped his finger through the ring at the front of her throat, and pulled her toward the coffee table. She stepped quickly to follow, though the walk was three steps at most, before he tugged her so she was facing the coffee table from above.
“Do you see these?” Arthur asked as he pointed to a pair of alligator nipple clamps on the table.
“Yes, Sir.” Kat answered.
“And what are they?” Arthur asked.
“Nipple clamps, Sir.” Kat responded, slightly confused as to why he was asking that.
“Do you have any objections to my using them tonight?” Arthur asked as he stood back up.
“No, Sir.” Kat shook her head. “I don’t object to anything on the table, Sir.”
Arthur raised an eyebrow at her, but instead of arguing, he merely asked her a question. “Do you recognize everything on the table to know whether you should object to it?” He asked.
Kat looked over the items he’d laid out on the table. The nipple clamps were already pointed out, the rabbit vibrator looked fun, and the other insertable vibe on the table looked new, but she had no objections; the ring and ball gags were fine. The bundles of rope were easy enough to spot, and the soft cotton wouldn’t cause her any problems. The paddle would be rough, but she could handle it. She knew the riding crop would sting, but she was confident she could handle that too.
“A lot of spanking in the plans tonight then, Sir?” She teased.
“Well, between lying to me yesterday about your jealousy and teasing me tonight, I figured something on this table would have to teach you a lesson.” Arthur explained. “Do you object?”
Kat seemed to think it over for a moment. “No butt plugs?”
“Did you want butt plugs? Or are you saying you don’t want butt plugs in the form of a question?” Arthur asked.
“I just… I wasn’t sure if you’d want to try any of that tonight.” Kat explained. “I’m open to it if you want to.”
Arthur raised an eyebrow. “Have you done that kind of thing before?”
Kat blushed. “I… tried one the other day.” She answered. “Selene thought we should prepare ourselves in case you wanted to….” She hesitated to say it.
“Go on.” Arthur said, enjoying her blush a little more than he probably should.
“In case you wanted to make good on your threat to fuck our asses, Sir.” Kat answered.
Arthur smirked. He hadn’t intended to try that tonight after his failure with Selene. Rani had proved herself capable, and Mindy, but as far as he knew, Selene and Kat were still new to it. Plugs, however, weren’t a bad idea. He went into the bedroom and returned with a series of them and some lube, placing them on the table.
“Point to the size you’ve used before.” Arthur instructed.
When Kat obeyed, he removed it and the smaller ones, leaving only the next size up and larger on the table.
“Okay.” Arthur said. “No objections then?”
“No objections, Sir.” Kat answered.
“Good.” Arthur nodded. “And do you remember your safe words?”
“Yellow light to slow down or back off, and red light to stop.” Kat answered. “Right?”
“Correct.” Arthur smiled. “I’ll check in as we go as well, just to make sure you’re okay with some of the tighter ties I have planned.”
“Yes, Sir.” Kat nodded.
“And your SOS signal if your mouth is full?” Arthur asked.
“Uh… three beats, noises, or taps in a row?” Kat asked, uncertain.
“Okay. Now move to the center of the open floor over there.” Arthur pointed to the other half of the living room. The other half wasn’t furnished, really. It might have had space for another sofa along the wall next to the door, but since there was already a sofa toward the outside wall, Arthur had never bothered to get a second one. Instead, the wall was blank except for the hooks they’d installed in it. The other three walls were also empty except for the doorways leading to the bathroom and the two bedrooms, respectively. That left an open square of carpet just next to the tv, leaving half the living area unfurnished, but perfect for playing games like this.
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