When Rose stepped through the side door, the air in the house felt thick, almost stagnant. Nic was already there, seated at the dining table in a posture of relaxed dominance. His chair was tipped back slightly with his legs resting on the tabletop.
"I'm sorry I'm late," she muttered with a small smile as she entered the kitchen. She set down the lunch bag and a large thermos flask on the counter.
"Were you waiting for me?" Rose walked up to him and pressed a quick kiss on his lips before turning back to the kitchen. "I'll serve breakfast in a second."
She opened the cabinets and grabbed a couple clean plates, her movements hurried.
Nic didn't speak, nor did he respond to the kiss. He simply watched her, his eyes following her movements as she navigated around the kitchen.
"Do you have anything to tell me?" he asked calmly, but the tone of his voice sent a chill down her spine. "About what you did yesterday..."
Rose froze, the plate in her hand trembling as she turned slowly. And the moment her eyes met his, she realised he knew everything.
Her heart began to hammer against her ribs in a frantic panic.
Nic stood up and stepped closer, overwhelming her with his presence as he stared her down with a piercing, icy glare that seemed to strip her bare.
"Something of mine is—"
"I'm so sorry for stealing your realistic-fake-rubber-penis-toy!" she blurted out, the words tumbling over each other in a rush of desperation.
Nic's glare faltered. The clinical, overly descriptive way she referred to the dildo caught him off guard, and a slow, dark smirk curved his lips. The tension didn't vanish, but it shifted from anger to something more carnal.
She collapsed against him, her small hands gripping the fabric of his shirt, her face burying into his chest as hot tears began to spill over.
"I was just look-looking at it in the box... a-and before I re-realised what I was d-doing, it was in my bag." she sobbed, her voice cracking as she wailed into his chest. "I d-don't even know w-why I stole it, I never stole anything in my l-life! "
Nic looked down at the crying girl, her vulnerable state rousing his desire to possess and dominate her. He reached over and patted her head with a gentleness he didn't know he was capable.
"Stealing is bad, Rose," he muttered, his voice now soft, almost soothing. "even if its only your first time."
"Im sorry. I'm s-so-sorry!" Rose was bawling loudly with tears running down her face. "I'll g-give it back to you. I p-pro-promise I'll ne-never steal any-anything a-again. Please d-don't kick me out. I d-don't know wh-what I would do w-without you."
Nic sighed in amused resignation as he tried to console the blubbering mess of a girl. She was gripping firmly onto his shirt with her small fists and as if he would disappear next second.
He tilted her face up and pulled her into a deep, silencing kiss. He bit her lips and tasted the salt of her tears as he kissed her with a possessive hunger until her sobs subsided into shaky breaths.
Then he pulled back and looked down at her. "I'm not kicking you out, sweetcheeks."
"Really?" she asked, sniffling and blinking through her wet lashes.
"But... you will be punished for it," he added, the smirk returning, sharper this time. "Once your punishment is complete, I'll consider this matter closed."
"O-okay..." Rose agreed hesitantly, her voice a weak, breathless whisper. "W-What is the p-punishment?"
Nic didn't answer with words. Instead, he gestured toward the dining table. "Remove your panties and lie down on the table."
Rose looked at the hard surface of the table and then back at Nic's commanding expression. Slowly, she reached under her skirt and slid her panties down her legs, stepping out of them with a soft rustle. She then climbed onto the table, the cool wood pressing against her bare ass, before lying flat on her back.
"Raise your legs up and spread them apart," he gave another order. And Rose obeyed instantly, her flushed face turning a deep shade of red as she opened her thighs wide.
Nic moved closer and pulled out a pair of small, specialized vibrators. One was a small, thumb-sized egg and the other was a slender, long rod with a tapered end. They were both connected by a thin, discreet wire leading to a small, rectangular power source.
He leaned over her and rubbed the egg and rod against her wet folds, coating them in her thick, natural juices until both devices were slick and glistening. Then, with a quick push, he shoved the small egg deep into her pussy.
Rose gasped as the toy slipped into her smoothly. But Nic didn't stop there, he inserted his finger behind the egg, pushing it further and further up into her vaginal canal, forcing it deep against her cervix until the tension of the connecting wire stopped him.
"Pull your legs up to your chest," he ordered and she complied, her breathing ragged and her body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation.. As she pulled her knees toward her head, her ass tilted upward, leaving her tight, anus completely exposed to the cold morning air.
Nic aligned the thin, long vibrator with her puckered hole and with a steady, firm pressure, he shoved it deep into her rectum. Rose let out a small moan as the toy pushed past her sphincter and slipped deep inside her bowels. ensuring the excess cord wouldn't dangle between her legs.
As the two devices disappeared inside her holes, the small strip of wire connecting them both was perfectly lined along her perineum. The wire lay flat against the sensitive skin between her holes as Nic held the connected wire, which led directly to the power box in his hand.
He then reached down to grab her panties from the floor and slipped her legs through before pulling the fabric up her thighs, with Rose pinned to the table.
"On your feet," he commanded and once she was steady, he turned her around and lifted the hem of her skirt, exposing the pale skin of her ass.
He reached between her legs and pulled the power box up behind her as he directed her to pull her panties up.
And as Rose pulled the soft lace up to her waist, Nic carefully guided the connecting wire upward through the deep crease of her butt crack and pinned the power source box onto the back of her panties. The box sat snugly against the small of her back, hidden under the drape of her skirt and completely out of her way.
Once the setup was complete, Nic delivered a sharp, stinging slap to her asscheek and turned her around to face him.
"How is it?" he asked, his tone cold and rigid.
Rose shifted her weight, the internal pressure of the two devices making her feel unnaturally full. She gave a small, hesitant nod, her voice barely a whisper. "It's... it's fine...?"
Nic took out the remote and pressed the button to turn them ON.
Rose jumped, a strangled gasp escaping her throat as both vibrators buzzed to life. The sudden, intense vibrations hit her G-spot and cervix in her pussy, while the long rod in her ass vibrated violently against her rectum, sending a shockwave of pleasure and panic through her.
"Eek! Ah... Aanh!" she squealed and moaned, her knees buckling under the tremors.
She began to wiggle frantically on her feet, bucking and twisting her hips in a desperate attempt to escape the buzzing inside her. But she found no relief.
She looked up at him with pitiful eyes, her chest heaving, pleading for him to turn it off. But he simply smirked and enjoyed watching her struggle with cold amusement.
After a few moments of her squirming, he dialled back the intensity down from the chaotic ripples to a steady, relentless hum. Since he wouldn't be able to control the devices while she was at school, he set them to a moderate, consistent pace—enough to keep her distracted and aching for every single class throughout the day.
"That should do for now," he said calmly, his tone returning to the indifferent calm tone. "You can pee even with them inside, so don't worry about holding your pee all day."
Rose nodded dumbly, her mind still hazy from the sudden burst of stimulation. The humming was now a constant presence, a buzzing vibration that seemed to echo in her very bones.
"Now, time to go," Nic commanded.
Confusion and a flicker of fear crossed Rose's face. She opened her mouth to protest, but Nic cut her off before she could utter a sound.
"Go to school. We'll continue this in the evening."
"W-What about the... b-breakfast..." she stammered, glancing back at the containers of food she had carefully prepared on the counter.
In her desperation to please him and hoping to soften his mood, Rose sank to her knees and reached for the zipper. With her fingers trembling, she tried to pull his cock out for a quick morning blowjob. "At least let me—"
Nic grabbed her hand with a firm grip and pulled her up to her feet. "None of that today," he stated coldly even though his cock was bulging through his pants.
"But—" she tried to plead, her voice cracking.
"You are being punished, Rose. Don't argue." He stated firmly.
Rose deflated, her shoulders slumping as she accepted the situation. She looked back at the food one last time, then looked up at him with a genuine concern.
"I'll go," she whispered. "But you should eat."
Nic looked at her, a flash of annoyance masking his features. But Rose persisted, her voice gentle.
"I'm the one being punished, so you should eat at least. You said you were tired yesterday, so I made soup for you." She reached for her school bag, slinging the strap across her shoulder. "Make sure you drink it. You'll feel better."
Nic stared at her for a long moment and let out a short sigh. He gave her a quiet nod and watched her walk to the door.
Rose stopped at the door and turned around with a sad smile. "See you in the evening,"
As she stepped out of the house, the cool morning air sent a shiver down her spine. She took a deep breath to calm her racing heart and started walking.
But with every step she took, the vibrators buzzed against her internal walls, causing her entire body to tremble from the inside out. She could feel the vibrations changing slightly, the egg in her pussy pulsing in a different rhythm from the rod in her ass.
She couldn't help but bite her lip, trying to suppress the moans that threatened to escape with every step.
She walked with a stiff, awkward gait, her mind racing as she wondered how she would possibly survive the day without screaming in pleasure when she was being driven to the brink of orgasm with every step.