Page 164 of Plaything

How long would this joke go on for? It was amusing to watch Niko bicker with her, but I was beginning to think he was actually threatened by her.

Dominic stepped forward and held out a hand to me. Letting go of Niko, I walked to him. He wrapped his arm around me, resting his hand flat against my stomach. I sighed, instantly feeling less eyes on me. It was probably a placebo because the whispering didn’t lessen, and no one seemed to avert their attention, but I felt better. “How are you feeling?” he asked in his low voice.

With his hand placement, I was feeling ready to jump him. It was Wednesday evening, and my punishment was up. I wrapped one hand around his pinky and the other around his thumb. “Impatient,” I hinted, looking up at him through my lashes.

He chuckled. “Oh really?” He teased darkly. “If you’re so impatient, then I should end your suffering.” His hand slowly inched lower on my stomach, nearing the waistband of my panties as we walked. “Why don’t we give these people a reason to stare, Darling? Since you’re so eager,” he threatened.

Halting his movements, I squeezed his fingers. “Not in front of everyone,” I whispered my plea. My head lowered as my eyes shifted across the room. So many people were watching...

He leaned down until his mouth was near my ear, sending tickles down my spine. “What? You don’t want to bounce on Daddy’s cock for everyone to see?” My core pulsed at his dirty words. “Look at all the people in here eye fucking you. It’s taking everything in me not to fuck you right here on the floor, just to show them that you’re forever ours,” he pressed down on my stomach, and I had to suppress a whimper.

The stares and whispers were drowned out as my brain temporarily shut off. If Dominic hadn’t led me to the booth, I probably would have absentmindedly wandered off. Sudden fantasies of them using me—claiming me like that made my brain mush.

“Awe, you do want us to abuse your little holes for everyone to see,” he rasped. “I bet if I touched your pussy right now, my fingers would be a sticky mess,” he chuckled while standing up to his full height again just as we got to the booth.

Vincent and Collin greeted us as Dominic slid us into the booth, sitting me on his lap. I barely heard them, my thoughts still captivated by Dominic’s threat. It took me a few seconds to snap back to reality, but I saw everyone else sit at the table once I did. Aiden slid in next to us, placing his hand on my exposed thigh and giving it a squeeze. Reesia was in Collins’s lap, his hands resting on her hips where her ass pushed them up.

Wyatt and Niko were still standing at the end of the booth. “I’m going to do a few rounds and say hi,” Niko said. “Wyatt?” He prompted.

Wyatt turned, seeing that we still had a lot of attention. “Yeah, we should probably beat them to the punch before they come over here themselves,” he smiled. “We’ll be right back.”

He and Niko walked confidently into the crowd. They were almost immediately met with friendly handshakes from men with teasing smiles as they gestured to our table—to me.

Dominic’s arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly against him, his thick arms covering my front. I relaxed against him, holding Aiden’s hand as it rested on my thigh.

“I told you everyone missed you,” Vincent chuckled. “Odette, always a pleasure,” he winked.

“Don’t be gross,” I scolded, realizing how comfortable I felt around their friends today versus how I felt at the pool. Being around strangers and knowing them made all the difference in the world.

“I thought they’d be less obvious about the gawking,” Aiden rolled his eyes. “Give Niko a few minutes of mingling; the attention will die down.”

“What do you think so far?” Reesia smiled, leaning her elbows on the table, nonchalantly arching her ass further into Collin. The man was entranced by her ass, caressing it—tuned out from the conversation altogether. They definitely weren’t shy, and he was utterly obsessed with his wife—it made me smile.

“Um,” I widened my eyes, trying to think of something to say. I didn’t exactly have an opinion yet. There was a lot of sex everywhere, and it was all different. Earlier, I had seen so many things that I didn’t even have time to comprehend. There was a room covered in plastic and a couple was in there covered in (what I was choosing to believe) chocolate. In another area, a man was strapped to a chair where a woman gently rode him. Wyatt was right when he said it was a spectrum.

“It’s a little overwhelming,” I admitted. They could see how nervous I was; there was no point in lying. “But everyone seems nice?” I added, trying to be optimistic.

“Aiden, Dom,” a man’s deep voice greeted. Turning, I saw an older man with salt and pepper hair. A woman of equal age stood next to him in a red slip.

Kinky grandma and grandpa? Just when I thought I’d seen it all...

Aiden smiled. “Walter, how are you?” He greeted with a handshake.

“Very well. Wyatt told us that you found your girl, and we had to come meet her,” Walter smiled down at me. Looking past the couple, I saw Wyatt and Niko still conversing with a growing group of men. It was obvious that their friends were happy for them, and it made me giddy.

“Odette, this is Walter and his wife, Lydia,” Dominic introduced.

“Hi,” I smiled, feeling improperly dressed in front of the elder couple.

“You are just darling, My Dear,” Lydia complimented me. She winked at Aiden. “I can see why you’ve kept her a secret,” she playfully touched his arm.

“We’ve known these kids for years,” Walter informed. “I think this is the first time we’ve ever seen the big fella without a scowl,” he nodded to Dominic.

Dominic looked to the side and chuckled along with everyone else at the table. I giggled, looking over my shoulder at him.

Big fella.

“Well, we won’t take up your time. It’s so nice seeing you boys around here again,” Walter patted Aiden’s shoulder before he began walking away.

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