They headed into the Dungeon while he gave her a quick synopsis of what he and Patrick had been working on for Marquis, including Luke’s surprising offer. He’d mentioned the man in passing before, but Ellie didn’t know much about him, so she was a little taken aback that Patrick and Michael were considering his offer. Actually, she was more surprised about Patrick than Michael since Patrick was an even bigger control freak than Michael; but when Michael mentioned how, with a third partner, they could do some of the things they’d had to scale back on, she got it. The two of them could have kind of expensive tastes, although with the vibe they were going for in Marquis, it made sense. Especially considering the membership prices.

“We’re still looking into him, and we’ll probably want a couple more meetings with him, but we’re seriously considering it,” Michael said. His eyes were alight in almost the same way they had been when she’d walked into the club - with happiness, excitement, and anticipation. Sitting down on the couch, he patted his lap for her to go over it.

“I hope it works out,” she said, bending over his lap.

She still felt strange about having totally normal conversations leading up to being plugged... but then, she’d never been regularly plugged before and any anal play had occurred during a scene (if at all). There was something a little jarring about having a normal conversation while indulging in kink.

“It will,” Michael said, with all the inborn confidence of a Dom. Ellie stifled a giggle, and then bit back a moan as Michael palmed her ass.

Her skin felt like it was tingling where he touched her as he squeezed her soft flesh. Like last Saturday, he took his time touching her as he pulled up her skirt. Unlike last Saturday, she’d hadn’t gotten off the day before. Or the day before that. Or the day before that and so on. So she was kind of a horny mess right now.

The corset felt tighter than ever as her breasts swelled, and she whimpered a little as his fingers brushed over her pussy lips... such a light touch it almost just felt like a puff of air. Her clit throbbed.

“Have you been a good girl this week, Ellie?” he asked. “Or did you have any orgasms?”

“I was good,” she said, wishing he would just hurry up and insert the plug. Being over his lap like this and knowing she wasn’t going to get a spanking, or anything else, until tomorrow night was sheer torture. And not the fun kind of torture which she actually liked.

SMACK! SMACK!

Two hard, swift blows to the backs of her thighs, and Ellie cried out as a deep shudder went through her body... the hot, sharp sting felt so good!