Marcellus asked, “How’s that? Can you see?”

“Only a little light if I shift my eyes downward,” Alice answered.

Marcellus liked to play games or to give challenges. Tonight, he gave Alice the challenge of wearing a blindfold for twelve hours. She loved a good challenge and eagerly accepted.

“Good. I’m going to give you directions. If you fail to follow them, you’ll pay a forfeit. Agree?”

“Agree.”

“Now, take off your dress. Fold it neatly and place it on the chair.”

Taking off the dress was no problem. Folding it blindfolded was easy, but finding the chair on which she usually placed her clothing when at Marcellus’s home was a bit trickier. Still, she managed it. Grinning, she turned to face Marcellus, wearing only her garter belt, stockings, and shoes.

“Well done. Undress me completely, fold my clothes, and place them on top of your dress.”

Holding her hands in front of her, she returned to Marcellus. Undressing him was easy. She’d done that a thousand times. Folding his dress shirt, trousers, and boxers was more challenging. Having found the chair before made it easier this time.

“Tsk, tsk. It seems my shirt just slipped to the ground, Alice. Go fix your mistake.”

Alice bit her lip and refolded the shirt, this time making sure it stayed in place before turning to face Marcellus.

“So, one consequence.”

“I suppose so, M.”

The use of just M rather than his name told Marcellus all he needed to know. Alice was in Subspace. He took her hand and walked her over to the bed. Gently, he pushed between her shoulder blades, and she instinctively bent over, elbows on the mattress.

“For your first consequence, you’ll wear a spreading plug for several hours, A. I’m afraid you won’t care for the first lubrication. That said, I’ve set a timer,” he explained as he inserted a lube laced with peppermint essential oil, “and after an hour, I’ll temporarily remove it and add some more lubrication.” A began to squirm as the cold burn of the peppermint made itself felt. “Now whether I use regular lube or this again will depend on how well you perform. Understand?”

“I do, M. Thank you,” she murmured, her voice low yet steady.

“That’s my good pet.”

Alice gasped as the plug spread inside of her. She loved anal play, but this particular plug was decidedly uncomfortable. Still, her nipples hardened, and she became wetter than before.

“While you’re here,” M stated, gathering her hair into one fist. He pressed his cock inside her wet tunnel and pulled back on her hair. He fucked her hard and fast, making sure she came before he fed her hungry body with his cream.

“Please, please, please,” she babbled.

“Please what?”

“Please let me taste you!” she begged.

“Very well.”

He took a step back as she dropped to her knees. Her warm hands cradled his balls as she gently used her tongue to lap up every bit of their combined flavors. As she worked, he spoke.

“You know, I came quickly to take the edge off. This is only the beginning of our evening, though. I have many more tasks set out for you and many more consequences planned, A. I expect that by the time we sleep, you will be thoroughly exhausted and satiated.”

Having completed her task, Alice sat back on her knees, tilted her head up, and said, “M, I would expect no less.”