[labprotocol]

"I told you, I don't want a slave," Padia was saying as Meda led Padia through her rooms to the pleasure room connected in the back. Padia had rarely ever been inside it, having no slave to keep there in the first place.

"Nonsense," Meda scoffed, pulling a key on a long silver necklace out to unlock the door, then handed it to Padia. "You'll love it. It's such a perfect cum slut, honest."

Padia entered the room hesitantly. On the large canopied bed laid a young man, all trussed up in a way that made her cock twitch in excitement. He was a small delicate thing, with pale pink skin that she wanted to lick all over.

Meda gave her a knowing look. "Knew you'd like it. Come on," she grabbed Padia by the arm and led her onto the bed. Meda crawled up to Sora and pulled tight on the restrants to check them. Sora's right ankle was tied to his thigh. There was a rope looped around his other ankle and hooked to the roof. It was pulled taunt until Sora's left leg was perpendicular. The position left him deliciously exposed, legs spread wide, his hips barely suspended from the bed. She placed two fingers on Sora's lips, "You know the drill, Suck!"

Padia frowned crawling forward onto the bed and watching. "Shouldn't we use lube?"

Meda shrugged. "It did fine last time without." She pressed her fingers harder against him mouth waiting.

Padia straighten her shoulders and snapped, "You said he was mine and I won't have you breaking my," she hesitated, the word bitter on her tongue, but she knew that Meda wouldn't listen to her if she tried to convince her with talk of compassion and human beings. The best way to deal with Meda was to speak her language. "My toy. I don't want him bleeding when I use him the first time."