Elegant Sins - Stasia Black Page 0,68

bastard had the gall to actually move to the desk in the corner and start to work. Leaving me a needy mess on the bed with nothing but books to distract me all day and a plug up my ass reminding me of what was to come tonight.

19

Montgomery

The box of colored collars sat on the bed again, and I didn’t even have to think twice before I reached for the black one, and placed it around Grace’s neck, and then attached the leash.

“Don’t you think they’ll get mad if you keep putting the black one on me?” Grace asked.

“I don’t care. It’s my choice.” I nodded toward the bathroom. “Finish getting ready because we need to get going.”

She stripped naked right in front of me and smiled. “What exactly needs to be done to get ready?”

She spun around in a circle as if showing off her nonexistent outfit. She then looked over her shoulder at the plug in her ass. “And how exactly am I supposed to take this out?”

“You aren’t,” I said with a smirk. “I know most of the men tonight won’t be happy to see a black collar on you again, but at least seeing this little gem planted inside of you will distract them.”

She rolled her eyes but didn’t argue.

“At least you look nice,” she said as she straightened my bowtie.

“I’m getting tired of wearing a tux,” I stopped short when I realized I had no right to bitch considering she was standing naked with only a collar, a leash, and a butt plug. “But thank you,” I added as I leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips. “This will all be over soon.”

I didn’t even have to tell Grace to get on all fours when we reached the ballroom. This entire situation was clearly becoming second nature to the both of us, and it made me pause and wonder if we would ever be the same once we completed the 109 days. Could we walk out of the manor normal and not be fucked up for the rest of our lives? Maybe this was why my father was such a prick. Maybe The Oleander broke him.

But it would not break me.

And I would not allow it to break Grace.

Mr. St. Claire was the first face I saw when we entered the room. He glanced at Grace, then back at me and offered a small smile before directing his attention to another member of the Order. It was nice to see the black collar didn’t bother him, though I knew my father would be a different story.

The party was already beginning.

Cocks were being sucked, pussies being fucked, and asses being spread wide. And yes, we could stand and watch as some were doing, but I also didn’t want to place a target on our backs. I wanted to appear as if we were full participants so no one would feel the need to force us to get involved.

“I thought I raised you to share your toys, son,” my father said from behind me. “But the Elders do have the power to overrule if we so desire.”

He squatted down just enough so he could swat Grace on the ass. “Although I do like the piece of jewelry you gave her. Has someone been naughty?”

Grace grimaced, and I knew it was from the disgust of his touch rather than from the sting of the slap. But I admired how easily she regained her control and didn’t react further. I wouldn’t have been able to be even half as strong as her. He would have been a dead man if the roles had been reversed.

“If you’ll excuse me,” I said as I tugged the leash to pull Grace closer to my leg. “My pet and I have unfinished business from her earlier attitude and disrespect.” I had a good feeling that if I treated her as if she were only mine tonight because I had to punish her, the members would leave both of us alone.

I knew enough about the Order that my dominance would be respected by these men.

My father motioned toward a raised platform—one of many in the room—and said, “By all means. Do your duty.”

I should have known he would call my bluff, but by this time, other members had approached as well, so I had no choice but to do exactly as my father wanted. Something in my gut told me it was either me publicly fucking Grace, or one of them, black