[M] Bad Dogs Get Punished

Zakhar glanced up when his leash was tugged, eyes turning to Alice for a moment before returning to stare at the back of Lia's head.

He had the chance to do so. He wouldn't act on it when she made clear that he was her Slave and was supposed to do everything she told him to but yes, he supposed he had a slim chance to dominating her if there was a chance in their current situation.

But one other name came to mind when he thought about who could dominate Lia.

Achinoam.

The Angel could dominate her, right? Possibly.

"Come on you two."

She instructed as she took them over to their reserved booth, sinking into the comfortable leather chair and removing their leashes.

"Coilean sit."

She instructed, pointing to the spot of ground behind her feet, there were currently people on stage, demonstrating a new collection of whips that they had developed.

She gripped Zakhar's collar and guided the man to lay over her laps, allowing her to stroke her hand adoringly over his backside.

The elder of the two Lycan's sat down at the woman's feet obediently.

Zakhar smiled as he laid down on his stomach over Lia's lap, crossing his arms and resting his chin on them as he positioned himself to arch his back a little and press his backside upwards a little to show it off more.

His eyes slid shut and a low purr began rumbling in his chest.

This felt so good. He'd missed this a lot.

Lia smiled as her hand stroked over the marking on his backside, tracing the lines with her finger.

She was happy to see both of them alive and well.

Her hand slid lower, gripping onto the plug in his backside, twisting it slowly as her hands slid between his legs, stroking his balls firmly.

"I'm going to need you up on stage with us, I have a special job in mind for you."

She purred, Coilean's punishment was going to be entertaining for all.

He groaned softly as the plug moved slowly inside of him.

His hips pressed upwards a little, pushing his balls into the firm stroking of her fingers. These little touches were almost painfully arousing. Just the thought of Lia finally pleasuring him again had him hard.

"Yes, Mistress."

He'd gladly help her with Coilean's punishment, just for a chance to be around her rather than having to sit here and watch her and Coilean.

Her hands stroked his balls more firmly as they were presented to him.

The thought of him having gone through mating season without her still annoyed the Fallen, she would've liked being in bed with him the entire time, sating him until he could no longer handle any more.

She could feel his arousal pushing down against her bare thighs, and the knowledge that so little had him so turned on had her smiling.

"And if you do well, when we get home, I might give you a treat."

She murmured softly, taking his hand and guiding his fingers to dip beneath the tight leather that covered her crotch, letting him stroke her womanhood for a moment before pulling his hand away slowly.

He gave a slightly louder purr as her strokes became firmer.

Lia was great. She had such a way about her. After a month of them not even being able to see each other in the halls, everything had gone back to being perfect so quickly. She was such a great Master that even after a break she could control them so perfectly.

Treat?

He gave a low groan as his fingers stroked over her, dipping between her folds on his own incentive to feel her heat and wetness with another groan.

If he did well he could have that.

He wanted it so much. He wanted her.

"Not yet, Zakhar."

She purred as she moved his hand away, her own hands moving back to stroke over his backside.

After a few more gentle strokes she smacked him firmly on the ass before caressing the skin again.

Soon she would have her mate back home where they could be more wild with one another, while they were here though she would have him under her heel like an obedient slave.

He crossed his arms again and hid a little pout against his skin.

"Yes, Mistress."

He wanted her now but like any good Slave he had to wait for her to allow him to take pleasure in her body. It wouldn't be right for him to take what he wanted. He was her Slave again.

Zakhar gave a soft groan when she slapped him, pressing his backside upwards a little in a silently plea to be hit again.

"Good boy."

She praised softly, leaning over and kissing the back of his neck.

Her other hand reached down and gave Coilean a gentle pat on the head, he was behaving himself very well, sitting quietly, watching everyone but not making a move to step out of line by pouncing on them or humping someones leg.

"It's nearly show time."

She muttered, looking up at the stage as the people cleared off their stuff and cleaned up all the bodily fluids.

He almost gave a little whine when she didn't slap him again.

He liked rough treatment. He liked being slapped and beaten and roughed up. He craved it.

Coilean leaned up into the hand stroking his head, eyes sliding shut as he nuzzled against her hand.

Both of their eyes turned up to the stage curiously. They both wanted to know what they'd all be doing up there. This was their first joint show. Zakhar had been up there before but Coilean hadn't.

"I know you haven't been on stage before Coilean, but relax, no one will be doing anything to you besides Zakhar and myself, nothing bad is going to happen."

She didn't want the man freaking out, if he put up a struggle it would be difficult to get to calm him down again.

In time he would get use to others touching him and she could open the floor to others but for his first time like this she wanted to ease him into it.

Coilean gave a little nod.

He wasn't overly worried about it. Just a little nervous. There'd be so many people watching him. What if he did something that reflected badly on Belial as a Master? He'd already done a few things to make her ability to train him questionable in the past. He didn't want to do anything else.

The Irishman nuzzled against her leg and Zakhar reached back to stroke him, smiling down at him.

There really wasn't anything to worry about. Belial was good. She knew when it was best to stop so she didn't break him. She was good with avoiding breaking a person's limits.

Neither of them had anything to worry about while they were up on stage.

Coilean had nothing to worry about, Belial really didn't care what people though of her as a Master, they could question her ability all they wanted, as long as they didn't say a negative word about those she cared about then everything was alright.

She reached down and stroked his hair affectionately kissing Zakhar's neck as she did, both Lycan ended up being closer than she had ever imagined, it was wonderful to see and she took comfort in knowing that they would take care of one another, no matter what.

Her hand stroked through his long ginger locks slowly, pushing strands of it behind his ear.

His hair had grown much longer since she had tamed him but she didn't want to cut it, it looked nice this length, even if it meant constantly tying it back to avoid getting it full of food and dirt.

Both Lycan nuzzled closer to their Mistress, eyes sliding shut and purrs rumbling in their chests.

At a base level this is what the both of them had always wanted. Someone that would love and protect them and they could also love and protect. Coilean had never thought he'd find that in such a heavy BDSM type of relationship but now he couldn't see anything different. This was his life and he was happy as he was even if the younger him though that this life was disgusting.

The stage cleared completely; clean and ready for whatever Belial had in mind for the three of them.

Both of them were more than a little excited about it. Coielan's excitement was mixed with nerves but once they got into the Session he decided that he'd be fine. He just needed to focus on Belial.

A smile appeared on her lips as she looked up at the clean stage.

"Zakhar, Coilean, follow."

She ordered as she gently rose to her feet, her hands softly stroking over their back as she stood and began walking toward the stage.

The woman moved purposefully, her posture strong and demanding of obedience, many Masters put on this type of body language, Lia didn't even need to try, she was naturally dominant and as such gave off a rather commanding aura.

"Coilean up."

She ordered, petting a solid metal frame that had been brought up on stage for her, the device was made to strap in the man's arms and legs in a bent over position, forcing his backside up into the air.

Lia made short work of strapping the man in before turning around to look at Zakhar.

"Hands on your knees, present that ass to me."

Both followed behind her obediently, looking proud but in no way dominant. They were both submissive here. Submissive to the beautiful powerful creature walking in front of them.

The older of the two crawled up onto the frame obediently, staying completely still as she strapped him onto it. His eyes slid shut as she turned her back to him, waiting patiently for Lia to return and do whatever she wished to him.

Zakhar smiled a little and turned around, bending over and bracing his hands on his knees, legs spreading a little to give his Mistress a great view of his behind.

The end of the plug inside of him peeked between his cheeks as he bent a little more and arched his back to show off more of his backside to her.

Lia swiped her tongue over the man's entrance before slowly pulling out the large plug, twisting it as she did, a few groans sounding from the crowded as his ass stretched back over the large intrusion, giving it back to her.

Her hand slipped between his legs after she put down the toy and picked up another, pushing a cockring with an attached anal hook which was promptly pushed inside of him, causing his backside to be pulled as well as his manhood.

The woman walked around him, her hand stroking over his back as she knelt down in front of him, grasping his arousal and giving his head a firm suck, laving her tongue over his entrance before decorating him with one more gift.

She pulled a small plug from the cup of her breast, she had bought this weeks ago just for him and hadn't had a chance to use it until now.

The pointed tip of the device pressed against his slit, pausing to rub some lubricant against him before pushing it in.

The plug was hollow and about two inches long, sliding down his urethra until all that was visible was a ring at the end of his penis.

"beautiful."

The woman muttered softly as she leaned forward and sucked on the ring, hooking her tongue in it and swirling it around slowly, forcing the plug to twist inside of him.

He bit his lip as she pulled the plug out slowly, twisting it inside of him. His backside clenched around it when it twisted and he gave soft moans.

His lips pursed and he gave a soft pleasurable hiss as the ring and hook was pushed onto and into him, pulling at his member and entrance a little. That felt good. He'd forgotten how good some toys could feel. over the past month he'd spent most of time with just a dildo.

The Lycan moved a little when she knelt in front of him, straightening up just a bit so she could kneel close to him.

His eyes slid shut and he gave a moan when her lips enclosed around his sensitive head. He bit his lip a little harder. He wanted to grasp her hair, pull her so she was sucking on his entire arousal. To stop himself from doing that, his hands clenched into fists against his knees.

His lips parted wide in a loud whimper, body shaking a little in his effort to keep still as the plug pushed into him.

He'd never felt this before. Nothing bad been pushed into him like this before.

Zak's lips trembled a little and he gave another soft whimper as the toy was moved inside of him. He writhed a little despite his best efforts to keep still for her.

"That you, Mistress," he breathed softly.

"I bought it just for you."

She replied, rubbing the tip of his penis softly, tracing around the outside of the plug, holding onto the ring and sliding it out slowly, almost all the way before pushing it back into him.

"You're going to fuck Coilean and each time you thrust, this is going to move inside of you, and so is this."

Her hand grazed against the ring, then the hook inside of him, he wouldn't be able to escape either of those, each thrust of his was going to provide so much stimulation for the Lycan.

Lia moved over to Coilean, her hand stroking over his backside as she slowly pulled out his plug as well, leaning over and laving her tongue over his entrance.

She had a present for him as well, leaning down she slid the cockring over his shaft until it pressed against his ball, her hand flicked a switch a vibrations flooded through his body then she stepped away from him.

"Zakhar, begin."

"Thank you, Mistress." What Slave wouldn't be pleased that their Mistress bought something just for them when she had two other Slaves to think about? A lot of the time when someone had more than one Slave, the toys were shared between them.

This was a big deal to someone that knew that one Slave in a multi-Slave household rarely got a toy just for them.

His head tilted forwards a little and he tensed up slightly as the toy was pulled out of him slowly. A groan sounded as it was pushed back into him. Fuck. That felt so good. he didn't know how long he'd last if she kept thrusting the plug like that.

"Yes, Mistress," he murmured softly. He'd been given his orders now he just needed to wait until she told him when to fulfil them.

Coilean perked up when Lia returned, stroking his backside gently. He gave a little yap that quickly morphed into a moan when she pulled the plug out of him.

He whimpered when the ting that was slid over him began vibrating, writhing a little against the frame.

Zakhar moved forwards when he was ordered to, biting his lip when the hook inside of him pulled at his entrance with each step. He stopped behind the older Lycan and pressed the tip of his arousal to the older man's entrance, groaning as he pushed into him. That felt incredible.

His hips set a slow pace for now, trying to get used to the feeling of the toys inside of him move as he moved.

Lia's face stayed in the same stern expression as she watched her Slaves pleasure each other, though inside she was smiling, the two of them were behaving flawlessly and she could tell that Zakhar was pleased about her gift to him.

The two boys definitely had the audiences attention, many sat, watching them in awe, their own slaves stealing glances as they were made to pleasure their masters.

It was easy to see that Coilean and Zakhar had chemistry, it wasn't mindless fucking, they were more in sync than that and the passion behind the Lycan's movements was evidence.

Lia grabbed a chair and brought to the front of the device holding Coilean in place.

The woman sat down, placing one heeled foot on each of the man's shoulders, avoiding jabbing him with them skillfully.

"Coilean, lick."

She muttered, unzipping her leather clothing down to her crotch, revealing herself to him as she pressed her hips forward so he could reach.

Both of them were already panting softly.

It was so much effort to hold back from releasing already. Both were under new stimulus they had never felt before. It was both amazing an terrible at the same time. It felt so good for them but they knew they'd have to try and hold back their release to make sure Belial didn't get angry at them for coming too soon.

Coilean whimpered softly and Zakhar groaned, hanging his head, teeth sinking harshly into his lower lip.

The older Lycan raised his head a little when he felt Lia's feet on his shoulders. He gave her an almost pained look and whimpered. This felt so good that he wanted to come. Would Lia let him come yet?

He leaned forwards when he was ordered to, tongue lapping over her eagerly.

Lia's hand stroked through the Lycan's hair as he lapped at her, her eyes gazing up at Zakhar knowingly, she could tell by their arousal levels that they were already struggling.

It was far too soon, they had only just started and she didn't want her Slaves coming as soon as she touched them, more so when they had an audience to entertain, she gave Zakhar the smallest shake of her head, not yet, he wasn't allowed to come yet.

A soft moan left her lips as the man between her thighs lapped at her eagerly.

"Hold out for me Coilean."

She whispered gently so only he would be able to hear her, he wasn't trained enough in climax control for her to be able to give him a stern order to hold out yet, but she hoped with enough encouragement he would find enough strength within himself to control his release for a few more minutes.

In response to the little shake of her head, he gave a small nod of his own.

Hold out. Difficult considering this new sensation but he'd try his hardest. He had to. She had ordered it.

Coilean, however, gave another soft whimper.

It would be very very difficult for the older Lycan but he'd try. He'd really try to do this for his Mistress.

To try and distract himself, his tongue worked against her harder, more enthusiastically. He threw himself into pleasuring her rather than thinking over his own pleasure.