A Man's Place: A Threeway Chastity Conclusion (Threeway Femdom Book 3) by Ash Adler

Author:Ash Adler [Adler, Ash]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2021-01-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Three: Bondage Model

“Boy!” I heard Nora call from upstairs, sending a shiver down my spine as I wiped cleaner over the coffee table with a paper tower. I could tell from the tone of her voice that she was serious, and expected me to be up there, quickly. I felt a bit of conflict, I hadn’t finished my chores, after all, and if Nora came down and saw a half-finished job, there was a good chance that she’d punish me for it without giving me a chance to explain. Even if I could speak, what would I say? She might take any attempt I made to explain as blaming her, and punish me anyways. I sighed a little at this no-win situation.

Well... if I make her wait, I know that I’ll be punished for it. I’d better get up there.

I ran upstairs, quickly, stepping down extra hard to make sure that Nora could hear my footsteps as I made my way to her. I climbed up the stairs, the chains between my ankles jingling as I ran, and hurried into the bedroom, where Nora’s voice had come from. I saw her standing by the bed, back to me, and she turned her head to look at me as soon as she saw me walk in. Remembering my manners, I crossed my arms in front of my bare chest, and gave a small bow. “You called me, Mistress?” I asked, trying not to sound scared, despite how I had felt. Nora didn’t seem angry when she had called me, just stern, but that didn’t mean much with her. She might not have been too upset, but found some small thing I overlooked and wanted to punish me out of principle.

Nora turned around and looked at me. “Do you know what day it is, Boy?” she asked, crossing her arms.

“I-it’s Thursday,” I said. It seemed like a simple question, so simple that I questioned my answer. Was it a different day? A part of me wondered if Nora was somehow tricking me, getting me to say the wrong day so she could punish me for...being wrong, I supposed? I knew that didn’t make much sense, even if I did have the wrong day, how would Nora even know that? But paranoia was sinking in, and nothing seemed too outlandish as Nora was staring me down with those piercing, cruel eyes of hers.

“That’s right,” she said, giving a tiny nod, and I felt a wave of relief washing over me, pushing out an audible sigh as all of that tension rushed out of me. Well, most of the tension. “And what do I and Madison do on Thursday evenings?”

“Y-you have art class,” I answered, almost immediately. Nora and Madison had signed up for an art class a month or two prior, as a way to keep themselves active and expanding their worldview while they worked from home. It would have been easy for them to become something of a pair of hermits,

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