The Game by MacKenzie McKade

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    “Terrance and Shawn.”
    Seth sunk down into a chair. “Fuck.” His thumb and forefinger pinched the bridge of his nose.
    Tor chuckled. “Not like what you just observed. At least not tonight.”
    That last part tied Seth’s stomach into a knot.
    “There are basic instructions she needs to know, to understand, in order to serve you better.” Tor leaned against the hearth. “In fact, your assistance is required tonight.”
    “How?”
    “On the first night of bondage, she must remain blindfolded for the entire night.”
    “Why?”
    “A blindfold will increase her vulnerability and the degree of surrender involved. Her auditory and sensory skills will become more acute. Listening to you move around the room, wondering what you’re doing, will drive her crazy. Let her listen to the distinct sounds of you undressing, preparing for the night. Allow her to touch but not see the articles you plan to use for your enjoyment. Let her caress your body so that she knows you’re naked.”
    The picture Tor painted was making Seth’s balls ache with need. His cock lengthened, hardened. She’d go wild, but whether with anger or lust he didn’t know. Either way, she would be his to do with as he pleased. And it would please him to thrust deep inside her hot, wet pussy. To sample the nectar of her lips, ravish her breasts with his tongue. And when he was through he’d fuck her again. Enter her from behind so he could watch his erection slide in and out of her swollen heat and—
    “I see that this interests you. Bind her and the stakes go higher. She will have to depend on you to see to her every need.”
    “Chastity will never go for this.”
    “Then she will fail and you can go back to Earth tomorrow. But I say you’re wrong. Something is driving her,” Tor paused. “And I don’t think she is here for excitement. She certainly isn’t weak.”
    “Not weak, but damn hardheaded.”
    Again, the man went quiet. His hand stroked a candlestick on the mantel. Unease slithered across Seth’s skin as he stood. “What? There’s more, isn’t there?”
    “Tomorrow night she will again need to be blindfolded.” Tor paused.
    “And?”
    “Well…we…Terrance, Shawn and I will—”
    “Wait just one damn minute.”
    Palms outstretched, Tor took a step backwards. “Okay, okay, we need to at least give her the illusion that we are participating in the night’s activities. We’ll work with you, for now.”
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    Some of the tension drained from Seth’s body. Then it returned, when Tor added,
    “Allen, you need to loosen up. There are things out of your control. We can’t be fighting you every inch of the way. We didn’t sign up for that. This is a place of pleasure. Relax. Enjoy yourself. If you can dream it, it can be experienced. Now, would you like to see your slave-in-training?”
    Seth nodded and they exited the room.
    As they walked down the cobblestone sidewalk, Tor offered more of the rules on Zygoman. “Part of training is to strip a slave of all comforts. A slave is more receptive to a Master when they rely on them for the littlest of needs. Therefore, your slave’s request to use the trans-communicator was denied.”
    Seth almost tripped over his own feet.
    Son of a bitch ! She was still attempting to contact her lover. Consideration and sympathy for Chastity disappeared in a cloud of smoke. Rage was alive and moving through his veins at top speed. It was time to teach her a lesson. 47
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    Chapter Five

    A narrow brook of sparkling blue water weaved its way from one end of the garden to the other. From where Chastity sat in the grass she could hear a waterfall pounding in the distance. All along the banks of the creek, yellow trumpet-like flowers on long green stems arched as if seeking a drink. Giant birds of paradise with large bananashaped leaves and orange and blue flowers added to the Eden-esque atmosphere. It was peaceful here.
    Passion Flower