Insatiable - Chapter 2 - Dark Divulgence - Sex Stories

Insatiable - Chapter 2 - Dark Divulgence

... thoughtfully as Lady Octavia strode back into their private parlor. The Sanctum had many such rooms, but this one was exclusively for Sadie and her favorite pets. They had access to all the cameras throughout the manor, of which there were many, visible and hidden. Their dual purpose was for security and enjoying a little voyeurism. Sadie and Tristan could witness whatever perversions were occurring throughout the estate while enjoying a rut, a meal, or simply resting in the lap of luxury.

The rubber of Sadie's bright red bodysuit creaked and meshed as she stalked into the cool room. The latex hugged her curves exquisitely, covering her body from her neck to the bottoms of her calves. She was almost as covered in the restrictive cling of rubber as her prize slut. She eyed her glossy black bottom bitch as she crossed to the bar. Tristan was observing one of the dungeon cells on the entertainment center's massive monitor.

He watched a young woman stalk back and forth in her small holding room. Tristan couldn't tell if she was more angry or afraid. The woman looked almost delirious; on the edge of mental breakdown. And yet, there was something stunning about her. Supple, dark skin. Thick, luscious hair. A lovely figure. She was a flower in her youth.

“She's quite pretty. Are you planning to keep her?”

“I haven't decided yet” Sadie answered as she poured herself a drink. The amber tinted spirits flowed from a crystal decanter into the shimmering wine glass. “We'll ...

... see how she handles the next couple days.”

Tristan nodded. He thought to ask about the girl's comrade, the other hunter, but held his tongue. He knew his Mistress well. She'd already planned a proper course of action. Bringing it up would only bore her.

“How's Devin doing?”

“He's recovering” she said before taking a long sip of her bubbly. “He can take a few days off and think about what I said.”

“Do you think he'll harbor a grudge?”

“If I detect even a hint of defiance, I'll strap him down and fuck him until the condom breaks. Leave him a mundane mess for his trouble. He can go back to being a pleasure slave.”

“Are you sure he wouldn't enjoy that?”

Sadie chuckled, but ultimately ignored the question. Her gaze fixed on Tristan as he continued to watch the young woman in her cell. The matriarch's expression grew annoyed. “Tristan, I went to all this trouble and you haven't even looked my way.”

The gimp-suited slave snapped out of his musings. He turned to see his gorgeous Goddess downing the last of her wine. Her ample curves were outlined in lustrous, shiny red. Sadie's dark hair was pulled back into an elegant bun behind her head. She wasn't wearing stilettos or heels of any kind. Her matching red rubber boots were flat bottomed. Tristan smiled. He knew exactly what that meant.

“You look amazing, my love. A peerless beauty beyond measure.”

Sadie smiled back and the curve of her lips betrayed romantic sentiment. She was a Domme to the core, but she ...