Page 328 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

“I... can I–” I clutched the pendant in my hand and pushed myself up from the table. He rose as if worried about me, but I ran to where he was and threw my arms around his neck, hugging him as hard as I could. I couldn’t even speak. I felt so loved, so appreciated.

God, could this day get any better? Being dragged by the ankle out of the club, dressed up like a phoenix, and given the sweetest gift ever?

He kissed my temple, and then the top of my head. Reaching around to my chair, he pulled it closer to him so we could sit side by side instead of directly across from each other. “I need you closer to me tonight, monster girl.”

I settled back into my chair and he slid the other, larger box in front of me.

“This is not my permanent collar, little bug.” He nodded to the box. “But I love seeing you in my belt and my cuffs, and it legitimately pisses me off and stresses me out when I see you without my ownership on your body. So I’m giving you this as a claim. This is something I would love for you to wear for me, at the house or outside of it. Go on, open it.”

I opened it gingerly. At first, I wasn’t sure what I was looking at, but as I pulled out the long series of delicate chains and small piercing pieces, laying it out on the empty table, it began to come together in my head.

Reuben stood and lifted me up, setting me on the table like it was nothing. I sat there on the table awkwardly, not sure what to expect. He moved my arm and slowly unzipped the side of my dress.

I blushed deeply, looking around. There were other people in this restaurant, and the waiter was sure to be back in a minute with our first course. But there was a challenge in his eye as he slowly pulled the zipper down, so I sat silent and waited.If he was getting me naked in a public place, I was confident he’d taken measures to protect us.

He slid the single strap off my shoulder, and pushed the top of the dress down, letting it fall around my hips. He cocked his head at me, and reached behind me to take his wine glass, lifting it to his lips and taking a sip.

I bit my lip. He wanted me to say something, to complain about my situation. But he also wanted to see if I’d just sit there and let him make a slut out of me.

Well you’re in for a shock, Sir, because I sexually identify as a whore.

Setting his wine glass down, he took the piece of jewelry. He unscrewed the barbells in my nipples, replacing them with the hoops on the piece of jewelry. A delicate chain connected the two hoops. Another chain clipped in the middle and fell down to my belly button. Sure enough, there was a piercing piece there, too. He removed the piece I had in and replaced it with the new one, toying at my belly and tracing the snakes on my skin when he finished.

The last piece connected to the bottom of the belly piercing and went around my waist. Those chains connecting my breasts, my belly, and circling my waist made for a full body collar of sorts. It was lightweight enough that it wouldn’t pull uncomfortably, but strong enough not to get ruined under my clothes.

“You’ll take it off to play, of course,” he said, letting his fingers brush against the chain. He pinched it between his fingers and tugged gently. “But you’ll wear it otherwise. A sign of ownership. Tell me, phoenix. Who do you belong to?”

“I belong to Reuben Weston.” I smiled as I whispered the words, so comforting on my lips.

“That’s my girl.”

It wasn’t a feel-good subspace trigger... but it still felt really damn good to hear. More tears trailed down my cheeks. He watched them fall, not wiping them away, just staring at me, letting them splash down on my breasts.

When I got my head back on straight and my breathing regulated, he leaned into me and whispered against my breasts, “my first course.” Then he licked the tears off my skin, a low purr of approval making me shiver with need.

“Sir.”

“Phoenix.”

“What do I need to do to get you to eat my pussy on this table?”

He smiled against my skin. “There are quite a few hoops you’ll need to jump through first.”

“Well please tell me the details so I can start jumping.”

He nibbled up my chest and neck, pulling my mouth down to his. “One day, little bug. And I’m sure it’ll be here in no time.” He grabbed my thighs and spread them wide, a fresh gush of wetness flooding my pussy. His mouth fell across mine, swallowing my moan. I felt his fingers sliding up my thigh through the slit. He spoke against my lips and said, “First... your punishment for being a little shit.”

I winced. Shit. I’d forgotten about that. And on a day when he’d got me such nice gifts! I mean, he’d given me a frickin’ collar!

I spoke around his kisses. “But you loved coming in there... dragging me out like your favorite toy... didn’t you, Sir?”

“I most certainly did... and I’m going to enjoy your torment even more.” He pulled away from me just enough to smile as he looked me in the eye. Placing a single finger against my chest, he pushed me backwards onto the table. I complied without a second thought.

Clasping my ankles and setting them on the edge of the table, he spread my legs obnoxiously wide. I couldn’t help but look over and see if anyone could see us. The screen covered me, but it was possible that anyone walking by could see my legs in front of him. My body burned with embarrassment and desire.

He extracted the key to the belt from around his neck and unlocked it. The little click of it popping open usually sent a little jolt of excitement down my spine, and today was no different. The belt fell open, leaving me exposed to him.

“Messy thing,” he mocked. “You’re going to get cum all over your dress.”

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