Logan (Dad Bod Doms #1) - Golden Angel Page 0,44

rooms next to them, but it certainly got her attention.

Reaching up, he wove his fingers in between the pins holding up her hair, using it to pull her head back. She was panting again, pupils dilated, cheeks flushed.

“I asked, are you ready, sub?”

“Yes, Sir.” This time her answer was immediate, respectful, and full of heat. His cock jerked in response.

“Good girl. Just one last thing to do before we go. Go bend over the bed.”

Cheeks flushed, Felicity hurried over to the bed, bending over the way he’d told her to, and propped herself up on her elbows. The heels she was wearing put her ass high in the air. She had to spread her legs to balance, making her tight skirt ride up to her hips, revealing her bare ass and pussy. Her breasts threatened to spill out of the top of the corset, but somehow it managed to contain them.

Fucking gorgeous.

Grabbing the cleaned plug from the night before, Logan quickly coated it with a coat of lube, watching his wife the whole time. She kept peeking at him, nibbling on her lower lip, knowing he was getting ready to prep her for his cock later tonight. Anticipation swirled inside of him, sending another surge of blood to his already semi-hard cock.

Walking to stand at her side, he placed one hand on her lower back to help steady her as the cold nose of the plug touched her anus. Felicity hissed, then took in a deep breath as Logan began pushing in the plug. It went easier than the night before, although he still pumped it back and forth a few times before pushing it all the way in. A little yelp escaped her when he forced the largest part of the plug through the tight ring of her muscle, then she was panting for breath as her body adjusted to having it inside of her.

“Okay,” Logan said, patting her bottom before helping her to stand again and pull down her skirt. “Let’s go, sweetheart.”

Donning their jackets, he grabbed his kit, then wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck. She swayed as she walked, her eyes a little glazed and unfocused, likely concentrating on keeping the plug tucked firmly inside.

This time they went through the back entrance of the Outlands since they’d already been vetted. It was on the other street, and there was no bouncer outside, but there was one immediately inside the door. The elevator took them straight to the lobby, where Eben greeted them again and gave them their wrist bands.

“Do you want to use your station right away, or would you like to wait?” Eben asked, tapping her computer keyboard once.

“Right away.” With his hand around the back of Felicity’s neck, Logan felt, more than heard, her sigh of relief but managed not to crack a smile. Poor little tormented subbie—even without the vibrating panties, she was still aroused enough to want to go straight to their scene without checking out the rest of the club.

He supposed he could have made her wait even longer… but he didn’t want to.

“Go right on in. You have the second station; it will have an orange reserved card.”

“Thank you.” Logan grinned when he heard Felicity echo the sentiment in a whisper. It was unclear if she was thanking Eben or just thanking the universe that her long waited for climax was almost over.

Not that he’d be getting immediately down to business once he had her tied up and at his mercy. He intended to play with her a bit first.

Felicity

As soon as they were at the station Logan had chosen for them, he wasted no time stripping her down. The imprints on her skin from the corset boning were barely tingly, and her skin was only a little pink when he slipped it off. Felicity sighed internally as her breasts fell to their usual place on her chest. The corset might make it hard to breathe, but it made her boobs look amazing.

He wanted her naked, though. She didn’t even get to keep the shoes.

Binding her wrists together, Logan helped her lean back against the square wood column at their station. There were multiple spots to secure her cuffs, for all heights, but he didn’t attach her cuffs to it yet. Grinning widely at her, he reached into his kit and pulled out a spreader bar. Her pussy creamed, ass clenching around the plug.

Damnit. She pressed her thighs together, getting a bit of delicious pleasure from the