you can just hide away downstairs. You’ll be expected upstairs for the same number of hours as you’ve been spending with us.”
He came to a stop at the end of the road, Etta got into the backseat, and he pulled out and continued home.
“This situation will be a good test of her around lust,” Etta said from the backseat. “I imagine the trainee will spend a good part of the day in a state of arousal, based on Fabio’s memories of her the last time she was here.”
Eunice was aware Fabio had allowed Etta to drink from him when she rose. No way could Eunice have let her do so — she bothered him on a cellular level. Reptile brain stuff. Even now, he had an issue with her behind him, in the back seat.
“Yeah, she’ll be a horny mess. How much longer will you be staying with us?”
“If Kelsey handles having the girl in the house without issue, I’ll allow her to drink from James and Fabio. If she passes a few tests, I’ll return home, but we’ll set up protocols, so someone is acting as spotter for her.”
He wasted no time setting up Kelsey’s consequences when they arrived home. At his order, she went to the den, stripped efficiently, and then bent and settled her wrists and neck into the pillory. The cane had done the job before, and he believed in repetition and ritual, so he grabbed one from the umbrella stand behind the bar, had her kiss it, and then locked her into the pillory.
“I reward honesty, so there will be seven strikes instead of ten.”
“Thank you for correcting me, and thank you for your mercy.”
He touched her chin, lifted her face, met her gaze. “I have no mercy, Kelsey. I’m rewarding honesty. Don’t mistake that for mercy.”
“Yes Sir. I apologize for my statement.”
“No need to apologize, I just needed to be clear. While we’re doing so, tell me how many times you accidentally spoke Australian instead of American.”
“Once, Sir.”
He nodded. “That’s what I thought. Just needed to be certain.”
“She was doing it on purpose?” Fabio asked from the doorway.
“Yes. We struck a deal. Her character was Australian, and she gave a cover that she’d dated someone from Australia and picked up on some of his phrases and accent. Our deal was that she’d be honest if she spoke without meaning to, and she told me shortly after doing so. As soon as was reasonably possible, she leaned in and told me the world knackered had come out before she realized.”
Eunice noted Kelsey trying to look around the pillory to see Fabio, but it wasn’t possible from where she was. She looked in front of her for a reflective surface, but there wasn’t one, by design. He sometimes brought a mirror in to force the victim to see when a strike was coming, to see their own face while being hurt, or fucked, or pleasured.
But not today.
Collosa had stepped into the room and taken a seat behind her. There was no doubt Kelsey knew both men watched her — their scent was strong.
“I’m going to be quick today. You don’t need to count, but you should thank me when I finish.”
Eunice had a thing for curves, and Kelsey’s curves made him want to ride her. She had a tiny waist, luscious, abundant tits, hips you knew would make excellent handles, and an ass that begged to be spanked.
Thankfully, he had a nice diversion showing up in a few hours. Clearly, he needed something to play with — other than a motherfucking vampire.
But he liked this vampire.
With a shake of his head, he settled his thoughts and focused on the delectable, gorgeous ass sticking up into the air. He’d adjusted the pillory down, so her head was a foot lower than his target. Because she’d been trained well, her legs were straight and her back was beautifully arched downward, fully displaying her pussy.
He grimaced inwardly. He was supposed to be focused on her ass. Not her fucking cunt.
Eunice moved the cane in a figure eight, limbering his wrist, and then he held it parallel to the floor, in preparation for the first strike.
The sound of the cane slicing through the air sent his blood pumping, and then the sound of the whippy fiberglass striking flesh had his cock throbbing in his jeans.
He counted slowly in his head. One. Two. Three. Her follow-up gasp and squeal told him the secondary portion of the strike had made it to