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They all frown, but Ebony, no, she arches a brow. I’d guess she doesn’t believe it’s even possible to want to come.

I chuckle, picking up the remote to her toy.

“The guards are in charge of the intensity of your toys. You go over the edge, you’re out of the games. As soon as your design work is complete, to a high standard, you can remove the toy. Are we all clear?”

They all nod, except Ebony. She’s too busy eying up the toy. Is that confusion on her pretty face?

Clapping my hands together, I lean back in my chair.

“Never used one before, gorgeous?” I mutter under my breath.

God, I can’t wait to see her suffer under my own hands. For now, I’ll take control of her toy. I have the power to take over any game should I so choose. I never have, until now.

Pressing the earpiece to the group, I clear my throat.

“Reggie, I’ll lead on this one.”

With the remote firmly in my hand, my cock twitches against my zipper.

“Give her a little guidance on how to use the toy, she seemed confused.” The words are out of my mouth before I put thought into it.

Oh, what fun we could have had together.

Chapter 43

CHARLOTTE

Song- DREAMS, SKUM, MEISYM.

Drago’s words echo in my ears. Can you handle pleasure?

As I pick up the toy, my body shivers in anticipation of my turn for the guard to add the lube.

As Richard walks over, I hold it up as he adds the clear liquid.

He leans in, the scent of his cologne filling my senses, and my body instantly tenses. Are those specks of amber in his eyes?

“Bigger end goes inside you, the other end is a suction, put that over your clit,” he whispers.

I frown. Why the hell is he helping me?

And his accent, it seems…less now? I pull back and look into his eyes.

Nerves and shame rock through me. As I open my legs and pull my panties open, my handler quickly turns his head away.

With trembling hands, I continue to pull the toy open, and a gasp involuntarily leaves my lips as I feel the cool object slipping inside.

I stop fighting the feelings swirling around in my body.

This is a game. This is not real. A means to an end. Just like everything in my life.

Breathing out through my nose, I insert it fully and relax, adjusting to it being inside of me. After completing that step, I carefully adjust the suction end to my clitoris.

I don’t feel anything yet, not a tingle, not a vibration, nothing.

As I squirmed in my seat, trying to get comfortable, a sudden twinge of pain in my cheeks makes me flinch.

A hard wooden seat with a spanked ass is a test in itself.

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