office space. What she saw today was a little out of her financial reach right now. She’d have to figure something out soon because sitting in Gran’s kitchen was not exactly the best way to attract clients.
Glancing at her watch, she had five minutes left. No time like the present. Scooping her purse and keys up, she carefully climbed out of her car and slowly walked to the front door. A note was stuck to the thick oak.
“The door is open. We’ll make sure you have a key tonight before you leave.”
Turning the handle, she pushed the door open and stepped in, listening. Nothing. The house was silent. Katie closed the door and locked it before setting her purse and keys down on the foyer table. She made her way to the dungeon.
After punching in the code, she descended down, each step carefully measured so not to lose control of the balls inside her. Once in the dungeon, she crossed over to the bed. Tonight they had laid an outfit out. She’d wondered when they would dress her up. Buck up. She wanted them to know they weren’t making a mistake with her.
She shed her clothes and put them away before going into the bathroom. She climbed into the shower and pulled the clear plastic curtain. Not much privacy there. She twisted the knobs turning on the water, then she went through the routine Ry and Jed told her about the other night. She cursed when the balls almost slipped out of her. If she wasn’t a submissive, payback would be a bitch. After drying off, she padded back to the bed, and picked up the laid out clothing.
“Shit,” she whispered. This wasn’t clothing, and she might as well be naked. She closed her eyes for a moment, praying for patience. She slipped the panties on, wincing as the balls within her pussy shifted together from one side to the other. There was no crotch, only lace that went around her legs and her waist. The bra wasn’t much more concealing as her nipples and breasts were totally bare.
She bit her lip. All part of the training, she reminded herself. She strode over to the mat and took her position. Arms behind her back, legs apart, and staring straight ahead at the wall. It wasn’t easy, keeping those balls in her core with her legs apart. She kept tightening her pussy muscles to keep them in, grateful now for all those Kegel exercises Dr. Pam encouraged her to do.
The sound of the door opening had her stiffening. The tell-tale footfalls down the stairs, then quiet as they stepped onto the padded flooring. Katie breathed through her nose and out her mouth, trying not only to calm her racing heart, but to keep herself from demanding they take these balls out.
“Good job today, Kitty Kat,” Jed said, walking in front of her.
“God, you’re beautiful, sweetheart.” Ry joined him.
Her gaze went from Ry to Jed and then lowered to their erect cocks before taking in their sculpted abs, their bare chests, and finally to their faces. Oh, man they were ready to go. And so was she.
“How many times did the balls fall out today?” Ry asked.
“Twice, Sir Ry.”
His eyebrows rose. “Only twice?”
“Yes, Sir Ry.” She fought not to shift from one foot to the other, not only because the balls would shift and it would disappoint her Sirs, but because it wasn’t going to take much to make her orgasm.
“And how many times did you come today, Kitty Kat?”
Katie bit her lip as her face grew warm. “Five times, Sir Jed.” She cursed each time her body took over. And she cursed them for being so diabolical.
Grins broke out on the men’s faces, and Katie’s heart leapt. Oh, they were planning something for her all right.
“And what did we tell you not to do?” Ry asked.
“You told me not to come, Sir Ry.”
“Did you masturbate?” Jed asked.
“No, Sir Jed. The balls caused each climax I had.”
Oh, but how she wanted to touch herself, to rub her clit, to make herself orgasm if only to relieve the pressure building in her pussy, but she hadn’t. Not that it
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