"You know what you've done."

  "Yes, Mistress."

  "You know that you have willingly acted in direct viotion to your Mistress' wishes."

  "Yes, Mistress."

  "You know that you must be punished for this transgression."

  "Yes, Mistress."

  Twil hooked a finger into Shiloh's colr and raised his head so she could look into his eyes. She was wearing an incredibly tight, bck leather corset that had her breasts practically spilling out the top. The corset, rather than stopping at her hips, also enclosed her... delicate bits. Fishogs and pumps aside, she was, by the teical definition, preserving her modesty.

  Shiloh, meanwhile, had been stripped he sed they'd gotten to the additional room Twil had rented for the evening. They were leaving for the Bo Mountains in the m, and Twil was taking advantage of their st night in town to "punish" Shiloh for pig her up and spinning her around after esg the Trial of Hera. He ractically dripping precum iement as he k before her.

  "Would you like me to fuck your pretty little mouth?"

  "Yes, Mistress."

  "Would you like me to fuck yht little ass?"

  "Yes, Mistress."

  Shiloh was having a hard time keeping from moving as his cock twitched with arousal. Twil noticed this, and flicked the tip of his cock. He winced but, like always, his body aodated whatever his lover wanted and the pain was turo pleasure.

  "Good. Then I won't be doiher of those things."

  "M-mistress?" Shiloh asked, his heart plummeting.

  "This is a punishment for a bad, disobedient little bitch." Twil said coldly, standing back up and materializing a silver devi her hands. She held it out for him, and Shiloh was able to determine what it was. A cage, for his cock.

  "Please, Mistress..." Shiloh whined, suddenly unsure if it had been wise to tease her so much.

  "Do you not want to py anymore?" Twil's voice adopted a pouty tone as she bli him, her eyes teasing, knowing his answer before he gave it.

  "No, Mistress. I want to py with you."

  "Good. Now, we o get rid of this." She flicked the tip of his ere once more. "So that you will fit in Mistress' cage."

  Shiloh moaned, shifting his hips in need.

  "What are you waiting for?" Twil asked, raising an eyebrow.

  "Mistress?"

  "Get rid of it for me." She instructed, leaning against the bed to watch.

  Shiloh blushed furiously. He had never been told to jack off in front of a was humiliating and arousing in equal measure as he slowly reached up and gripped his throbbing cock. He began to stroke it, trying not to focus on Twil's ravenous eyes.

  "Hurry up, bitch. We don't have all night, here."

  Shiloh sped up his hand, his breathing growing ragged and his cock pulsing at the stimution. He was sure that his face was bright red at this point, but the arousal had officially outpaced the humiliation. The fri and the situation drove him to his peak quite quickly. His head fell back a bit, and his eyes locked with Twil's. That was all it took for him to e undone; he closed his eyes and sprayed his cum all over the floor.

  Breathing hard, Shiloh released his cod looked at Twil again, asking silently if he'd done well. She gave him the smallest of nods, and rose from the bed. As his cock began to soften, she k in front of him aly pced the cage over it, log a small ring behind his balls to make it impossible to take off without hurting himself.

  She leaned in close and whispered in his ear. "That's the st asm you get until you've been punished enough. My little bitch has to learn that his Mistress' pleasure is more important than his own."

  Shiloh shuddered, and arousal flooded through him. His refractory period, which had seemed ent ever since his reination on Glitnir, now seemed to be having effect. His cock remained limp and docile in the cage as Twil leaned bad stood once again, dangling the key to his cage in front of his eyes before pg it around her neck, right o the key for his colr.

  Twil locked her eyes with him and slowly began unbuttoning her corset. When her breasts popped out, Shiloh squirmed with desire, yet his cock remained soft. He gnced down in brief fusion, and heard Twil's soft ughter. He looked back up at her, and saw something wicked in her eyes.

  "Have you figured it out yet, my little bitch?" She mocked him, pointedly looking down at his impotent manhood.

  "It's ented." Shiloh breathed out, the truth hitting him like a ton of bricks.

  "That's right. While you're wearing that cage, you ot get hard and you ot achieve asm. I am a benevolent Mistress, however, and I did not get the ohat blocks all pleasure."

  Shiloh wasn't sure if that was a blessing. Bei on edge seemed like torture pared to just being used without having pleasure. By the look in Twil's eyes, she agreed. She finally removed the rest of her corset, freeing her own much rger cock. Shiloh's mouth immediately began watering, as it always did when he saw his llory.

  Twil walked over to him, turned her hips to the right, then whipped them bad spped him across the face with her hard length. It left a line of precum across his cheek. She turo the left, and did the same to the other side. Twice more she cockspped him before he opened his mouth, silently beggio use him.

  She tutted and closed his mouth with one finger. "I don't think so, little bitch. This is your punishment. You must earn your Mistress' cock again."

  "Please tell me how, Mistress." Shiloh begged, ing forward on his knees.

  Twil grinned, and led him to the bed. She id him on his bad crawled up over his face. He thought she was going to facefuck him like Aphrodite had for a split sed, before she hefted her smooth balls out of the way and exposed her pussy. He had never even seen any of their pussies, which he now sidered to be a sin. Twil's slit was beautiful, starting just below the bottom of her sad dripping onto his face.

  "Lick." She anded, and sat on his face. Shiloh immediately got to work. He didn't dive straight in, but began with nibbling and kissing the sensitive skin outside her pussy, all the way to where it met her thighs, befiving her one long lick from bottom to top, gathering up her sweet juices and swallowing them with relish. He flicked his tongue once across her clit before pressing his nose against it and diving deep into her folds.

  Her natural lubrit was just as tasty to Shiloh as her cum was, and he was soon lost in the sauce trying t her tasm. Her slight moans above him enced him to harder and faster with his ministrations. When he felt her thighs begin to quiver, he pulled his tongue from her core and sucked her nub into his mouth, ping it slightly with his lips before swirling his tongue around it until he felt her gush all over his .

  It took Twil quite a bit before she was coherent again, at which point she lifted herself off of him and smiled. "Very good my little bitch. I'm gd to see you know what you're doing down there."

  Shiloh gave her a big, goofy grin. "Thank you, Mistress."

  Twil hummed and climbed off the bed before pulling Shiloh's hips to the edge. Excitement raced through him as she hefted her cock between his legs a sp down onto his own caged member. He moaned and rolled his hips. She spped it down again, leaving a bit of precum above his navel.

  "Please, Mistress..." Shiloh groaned.

  "No." Twil responded. "You are not getting Mistress' co your holes tonight, no matter how much you beg."

  Shiloh whined and Twil flicked his balls. The pain shot through him before turning into pleasure and he groawil gripped each of his feet in her powerful, yet small hands. She pced them oher side of her throbbi, and began thrustiween them. Shiloh had never given, nor received, a footjob. He'd never sidered it particurly sexy, but feeling her hot, thick meat against the sensitive soles of his feet was intensely erotic.

  She slid bad forth, coaxing more precum from her tip. It soon coated his feet, making a nice, slippery tact for his Mistress to futo. His arousal grew and grew as she used him without satisfying him. He loved being a toy for his lovers, but not feeling his cock jumping around was straill, his breathing grew ragged with hers as she began speeding up.

  Twil growled and began jerking herself off with his feet. "You like that, you little bitch? You like being my footsve, not able to get hard, not able to cum, just being a toy for me to use?"

  "Yesss Mistress!" Shiloh hissed. He was getting the same rise that he'd normally get from their abuse of his tight holes, but it was building much slower. Twil's peak roag fast, though, and she sped up her thrusts until her hips were nearly a blur.

  Finally, she thrust one more time befroaning and soaking him in a flood of her seed. He licked up everything he could, wiping it off his body and practically inhaling as much as he could. He swore he could live on this if he had to. It was like ambrosia to him.

  When Twil had recovered, she looked down and saw the desperate mess she'd made of her Shiloh. He was still panting, rolls his hips, and now lig her cum from his fingers desperately as he ed it from her body.

  Twil smirked at Shiloh and leaned over him, l her first two fio his mouth. He immediately pped at them, getting them nid wet with his spit before she took a step bad, with an evil grin, shoved them into his tight, twitg hole. Shiloh groaned loudly, his eyes rolling ba his head at the sudden stimution.

  Twil buried her fingers as deep as she could before speaking. "Is that good, my little fucktoy?"

  "Yes, Mistress!" Shiloh cried out, his body slightly shaking.

  Twil curled her fingers into his prostate, and he screamed iasy that wouldn't, couldn't reach satisfa. "Do you like squirming for me, my Shiloh?"

  "Yes, Mistress." Tears began leaking from his eyes as she pressed on that spot harder. She began alternatiween fug him with her fingers and pressing into his prostate directly, w him into a furor. Soon he was babbling, begging for release that wouldn't e. Twil kept it up for a couple more minutes before she finally withdrew her fingers. Shiloh whi the loss of sensation, and g her with betrayal in his eyes.

  "Please..." He whispered desperately. Twil almost gave it to him. He was so damn cute. She had to teach him a lesson, though, and she hardened her heart.

  "No." She stated, drawing forth a frustrated growl that morphed into a moan.

  Twil spent a long time ing him up, then ing herself up, then putting away the outfit she'd worched her the whole time, slowly ing down the hard way from his unfinished peak. She crawled into bed with him, tossing the somewhat stained covers over the two of them before snuggling into his back. Despite being over a foot shorter than him, she always insisted on being the big spoon.

  Shiloh grumbled and huffed when she embraced him, and she leaned up to whisper in his ear. "Don't be petty. You deserve this punishment, and I won't be an unfiving Mistress."

  Shiloh huffed again, then quietly responded. "Thank you, Mistress."

  ***

  Ara, Elnor, and Beck were ying in their bed, listening to Twil abuse their lover. His begging reached a fever pitch before Ara spoke.

  "Gods, she is so cruel sometimes."

  "He did pick her up." Elnor tered. "I think he knew what he was getting into."

  "A cage that keeps him from cumming, though?" Beterjected. "That's a bit mean, you've got to admit."

  "Oh it's mean alright." Elnreed. "I just think Shiloh likes it."

  "He's perfect." Ara sighed. The other two murmured their agreement. "I mean, we've even seen Aphrodite in the flesh, and I think he's just as beautiful as she is. So cute, so easy to take apart."

  "I don't know about as beautiful, but he's close." Beck smirked. "He's definitely more degee, though."

  "Do you really think so?" Aphrodite asked, having appeared floatio them, at the same level as the bed but suspended in midair.

  Elnor squeaked. "L-dy Aphrodite!" The other t as well.

  "Oh, don't mind me." Aphrodite smiled. "I'm not here for anything but some girl talk. No titles, no bowing roveling."

  "Girl talk, huh?" Ara said, leaning ba her elbows to look at the goddess of sex ying there on her side, looking at them. "What did you have in mind?"

  "My Loverboy." Aphrodite sighed, rolling onto her bad staring into the distance. "I kind of wish I could spend more time here in the mortal realm with him."

  "Why 't you?" Elnor asked. "If you don't interfere with anything, why would the cil of Twelve forbid it?"

  Aphrodite turned her head to stare at the elf. "Do you really think a goddess walk among mortals for any signifit length of time without making an impact upon the world?"

  Elnor blushed. "No, I suppose not."

  "I hope you all don't mind when I steal him away." Aphrodite said suddenly, looking back at the ceiling. "I don't want you to think I'm trying to one-up the harem you've got going on."

  "I thought harems were supposed to have lots of bitches, not one." Ara snorted.

  "My Loverboy might be a bitch when he wants to, but I think you all know that you're equally his bitches." Aphrodite smirked.

  Ara sidered this for a moment befreeing. "Yeah, we definitely are. We might be dominant in the bedroom, but whes that serious voice?"

  "Oh my gods, yessss..." Beck practically moaned. "It makes me wet every time. The way it gets all low and solemn... Sometimes I wish he would just bend me over and-"

  "Do you think he'd be ied in that?" Elnor asked, looking over at the floating goddess.

  Aphrodite smiled back at her. "You know I 't tell you that. Non-interference."

  "You tell Shiloh stuff all the time!" Ara whined.

  "He's my avatar and my Loverboy." Aphrodite replied. "I get some leniency with him but, as you saw, even that has been under more scrutiny."

  "Hopefully he'll prove he's worthy of the attention soon." Beck said. "We're leaving for Emberhearth Castle in the m. It'll take some time to get there, but I'm hopeful that whatever is ying in wait will demonstrate that he's as good as we all know he is."

  "Me too, Foxy. Me too." Aphrodite sighed, worry c her voice before she vanished.