“Good girl,” Michael said, rubbing his hand briskly over the sensitive skin he’d just slapped. Ellie whimpered. If he just touched her clit, she was sure she could cum...

Instead, his hand moved away and a couple moments later she felt the cool, slick tip of the plug pressing against her rosebud. Apparently the two small spanks had been both her reward for being good, and also additional torture. Her pussy felt like it was pulsing as Michael pressed the plug slowly but firmly into her slightly protesting anus.

As usual, just the sensation of her tightest hole being spread made her feel even more submissive than usual. Michael made the process pleasurable and almost far too intimate. She whimpered as he twisted the plug back and forth as it sank in, stimulating the sensitive nerves in the area. Her inner muscles burned as her ring was forced to stretch ever wider, until the toy suddenly popped inside of her, making her gasp and quiver at the sensation of being filled.

“Good girl,” Michael said again, pumping the plug slightly; not enough to actually pull it out of her, but just enough to making her nerve-endings tingle pleasurably.

Then he released it, flipped her skirt back down, took her by the waist to help her stand, and stood up next to her. All the while, her pussy clenched, her leg muscles quivered, and she wanted nothing more than to fall back onto the couch with her legs spread and pull him down between her thighs.

Michael held out his hand. “Let’s go join our friends.”

She almost whimpered out loud. Looked at his hand. Looked over at the Dungeon. At all the men and women bound or holding themselves in place, gasping, whimpering, screaming, in pain and pleasure. Looked back at him. Saw the sadistic, almost cruel smile spread across his lips.

“Take my hand, Ellie.”

Sadistic asshole.

But she did as he said and took his hand.

Tormenting Ellie was also torturing himself, but Michael still enjoyed it.

He’d been thrilled she’d actually shown up tonight. Since he hadn’t had anything else to do, and he and Patrick were still thinking and talking over Luke’s offer, he’d wanted to come to the club. Both as distraction, and so he and Patrick could continue to share thoughts and ideas about Marquis.

When he and Ellie returned upstairs, Olivia had also joined the group, having finished scening with the sub she’d chosen for the night. Charlie was back in the Lounge area, chatting with some of the other subs. While he and Olivia occasionally played together, so far they’d shown no interest in doing anything but scening with each other. He was a bigger guy, fairly muscular, and preferred scening with male dominants, but sometimes scened with Olivia as well, although she wasn’t the only Domme in the club Michael had ever seen him with.