Your hands were clenched together in your lap as he drove. At his request, you had left the suitcase you'd put together back at home.
Clothes won't be necessary? I don't really understand, does he expect me to just stay naked the whole time?
Oh God, that's it, isn't it?
Your face burned brightly, and he, of course, took notice. "What is going through that head of yours?" he asked you softly, reaching over to lay a hand on your thigh.
You didn't dare try to brush it away. Your face only burned hotter at his actions. "Am I just supposed to be naked the whole weekend? I don't understand why I couldn't bring my clothes..."
"That's exactly what's going to happen." Seán removed his hand again, focusing on the road.
He lived a good distance away from you. If his sleek black car was any indication, then his home was probably just as sleek-looking.
Sure enough, the moment you stepped into his house your jaw fell open. Everything was in black and white, modern and gorgeous-looking. He seemed to have a fondness for electronics, judging by his computer set-up in the corner of the living room.
Closing the door behind you Seán pulled you into his arms, grinning a little. "What do you think? Could you be happy here for a few days?"
You nodded a little, wrapping arms around his neck loosely. "Yes, sir."
"Good. Let me show you where you'll be sleeping for the night." He pulled away and started to walk down the hallway, whereupon you followed close behind. But he took a sharp left turn down a set of stairs, and as you descended your heart began to drop for unknown reasons. In his basement? You weren't so sure you liked the idea, but who were you to protest?
"Well, here we are," he spoke out loud, opening a door and ushering you inside.
But the room was mostly empty, save for one single thing in the center. A cage. The type for large dogs.
Your heart beating hard in your throat you glanced over at your dom. Surely he was kidding? "Is... am I being punished?"
"All of my subs spend their first nights in here. You are not being punished, this is just to test you. Good behavior will let you out." Reaching out he stroked your cheek. "If you behave as I expect you to, it will only be for tonight. But I must test your loyalty to me. You want to be a good little kitten, don't you?" he purred, slipping behind you and nibbling at your ear.
His nibbles made you shiver, but you could not tear your eyes away from the cage in the center of the room. It was spotless like everything else, of course; for all you knew it was brand new.
Strong hands spun you around, and you were kissed with a fervor you had not felt before. Seán slowly backed you up against the opposite wall, pressing himself against you. He was clearly excited about how things were turning out.
Within minutes you were stripped down, his hand between your legs, two fingers pumping inside of you. The sudden contact weakened you, and you struggled not to let your knees buckle under your own weight.
It felt like he was smirking against the kiss. "You'll be a good little kitten for me, won't you?" he purred softly against your lips. "Tell me you'll behave."
"I'll behave, s-sir," you managed to choke out, your hips gently thrusting against his hand, needing more friction.
He had conveniently left your collar on, the only article of clothing on your body. This just made you feel more exposed, somehow.
With one last kiss your dom pulled away altogether, making you whimper at the sudden lack of his touch. His smirk was wide as he headed for the door. "I'll be right back," he promised.
So you sank to your knees, unable to hold yourself up any longer. You were tempted to touch yourself, but you knew that it would get you into serious trouble. Still, you squeezed your legs together, trying to hang onto that pleasurable feeling until he returned. Surely he would not let you just sit there, aroused with nothing to show for it?
But I'm his sub... he could do whatever he wanted to me and the only say I have is his damned safeword.
Seán returned sooner than you realized, carrying a small white box in his hands. He saw you on the floor and grinned, but made no mention about what was going through his head. "On your feet," he demanded softly. You stood back up promptly, and he reached out to stroke your cheek. "Good... you're learning very quickly. Right now I have a task for you to do. It's very simple. Do you think you can manage that?"
Your curiosity about the box was apparent, but you nodded in response. "Yes, sir."
"Good." He finally removed the lid from the box and showed you what was inside.
Plugs. Glass and metal, both kinds, rattling around inside. Each was roughly the same size, give or take an inch, and your stomach twisted in a way that felt neither good nor bad.
"Do you know what these are? I'm certain you do, but I want to hear it."
You swallowed. "Anal plugs, sir."
Your dom chuckled, shaking the contents of the box again. "Very good. Can you guess what task I have for you to do?"
"You... w-want me to use one," you managed. It wasn't their size that made you wary, no; it was his intentions with them. Your hands shook slightly as you brushed the hair from your face, not daring to look away from his gaze.
"For an hour you will have one inside of you. I will test your limits as to how long you can keep it in. Note that I've purposely selected my small ones... you aren't ready for the others." He had more? Your heart was pounding away in your chest as he looked down into the box. "Pick your favorite, kitten."
Your hand rose, retracted, then dove into the box, picking one at random. Luckily it was one of the smaller ones, with a flat jewel at the end of it. If you didn't know what it was for, one might have considered the thing to be rather pretty. The jewel was red, and the metal was a polished silver color.
Seán nodded and closed the box, setting it on top of the cage before taking the plug out of your hands. Then he dug into his pocket and pulled out a bottle of lubricant. "Bend over, kitten," he spoke softly. "On all fours."
You tried not to show hesitation, but you were scared. You knew that plugs were designed so that they did not get lost in the cavity, but it still made you nervous.
Once you were on your hands and knees Seán slowly lifted your hips up higher, lowering your head onto the floor before pushing your thighs open. "When I insert a plug, I expect you to get into this position. Am I clear?"
"Yes, sir..." you murmured, eyes squeezed shut.
The plug was cold metal, and you squealed as you felt it press against your back entrance. But you didn't allow your legs to close; it was a tough call, however. "You have to relax," your dom cooed to you. "Otherwise it will hurt going in, and I would prefer not to hurt you."
Taking a few deep breaths, you relaxed your muscles as best as you could manage before nodding. "O-okay. I'm ready."
Going in wasn't as bad as you had feared, but it was definitely a new, strange sensation. Within seconds he patted your backside. "It's in. Now just keep it in there for an hour and you pass." His gentle hands made you sit back up, taking your face and pulling you into a kiss. "You're doing very well."
As well as you could, really, what with an anal plug shoved inside of you.
