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This story was written as Day 6 of Kinktober 2019 for Nicoya. Today's theme was Dom/Sub, and the story contains BDSM, orgasm denial and orgiastic fun between multiple consenting adults. :3

The Brat's Punishment

For weeks, from almost the very moment she'd overheard Ruby first planning the party, Sella had been a real brat... or, at least, more purposefully so than usual. The kirin-hybrid knew exactly what she was doing each time she disobeyed Ruby, walking a careful line between challenging her mistress' authority, outright flouting it, and yet doing so in a way that made an immediate and harsh punishment which would wipe the slate clean almost impossible for Ruby to justify. Instead she'd left the mouse stewing for weeks with a whole raft of small punishments due to be applied, before finally giving her mistress the perfect opportunity to punish her the day before.

For two hours while Ruby was out getting some routine maintenance done on one of her cybernetic limbs, Sella had lain in her mistress' bed openly masturbating herself with a loud and powerful magic wand vibrator. She had wanted to get caught. She had fully planned on getting caught, so much so that when Ruby had been half an hour later home, Sella had forced herself to keep going well beyond what should have been her limits. By the time the mouse finally caught her, Sella was a genuine wreck, the bedding beneath her and indeed the majority of the flesh and fur around her loins utterly soaked through from the five unlicensed orgasms she'd given herself over those two hours, and the three more she'd endured trying to keep going so that Ruby could really catch her in the act.

Of course she'd played up her innocence, making her punishment worse and worse each time she promised that she hadn't cum yet, that she was just trying to get herself worked up for when Ruby came home even as she sat there in a sizeable puddle of her own juices. Of course she'd pouted and protested when Ruby got out her chastity harness, and even mustered up some tears when finally she relented and apologised, knowing full well that it wouldn't lessen her punishment, but would go some way to ensuring that Ruby wasn't still actively angry at her during the party, regardless of what punishment she dolled out.

For the rest of that day and the one which followed, Sella had tortured herself deliciously with dozens of fantasies that her chastity made impossible to fulfil. She'd imagined what was going to happen at the party tonight, a hundred different ways that Ruby could punish her and grant her guests an even more incredible evening in the process. She pictured herself being tied spread-eagled over an ottoman in the middle of the living room, muzzle held open by a ring-gag, tail held up by a rope connected to a collar wrapped around her neck, left free to be used by one and all from either end. She imagined being chained up in the back yard by a wooden sign proclaiming 'Cum on me' in freshly painted letters, a queue of grinning, rock hard guests constantly ready to oblige. She imagined being tied to the bottom of the bannister rail in the front hallway of their home, gagged, blindfolded, each visitor to the party not able to pass by her until they had completed some forfeit drawn out of a bowl resting beside her. Lick something. Tweak something. Fuck something. Do something to make her scream.

By the time the party was actually due to start and Ruby came into the kitchen where she'd had Sella prepping snacks for most of the afternoon, the kirin still wearing her chastity belt but otherwise nude aside from a simple blue and white striped apron, Sella's thighs were soaked regardless of the chastity harness' presence. Her cheeks were flushed and her chest heaving as Ruby instructed her to stop what she was doing in that tone of voice, and when the mouse commanded her to follow in order to receive her punishment, Sella swore that she almost came right then and there.

By the time they reached the living room, Sella was trembling from head to toes. When Ruby pulled a key out of a small compartment in her lower left arm, and unfastened Sella's chastity belt, the kirin's head span with such intense anticipation she almost felt the need to sit down. Finally though, Ruby stepped back from her with the belt in one hand and they key in the other, only to fix Sella with one of the most stern, meaningful gazes that the kirin had ever been on the receiving end of.

"Sella, this is a direct order from your Mistress. And from now until I tell you otherwise, you will obey to the best of your ability. Do you understand, and promise me that you will?"

Sella swallowed thickly. Though they made certain that communication was a key foundation of this active dom/sub element of their relationship, Ruby was rarely so direct in her commands and communications as Sella's dom. That meant whatever was about to happen was clearly a big deal in some regard, and it left zero wiggle room for Sella to play up or act out. Whatever this punishment was, she would have to take it, and take it without complaint from start to finish. The kirin swallowed thickly, gave a soft whimper more bashful than it was nervous, and nodded as she murmured her answer with sincere and deep respect.

"Y-yes, Mistress. I understand, and I promise."

Ruby smiled, and her eyes twinkled with a sudden mischievous glint that made Sella quake once again, and squeeze her thighs tight together.

"Tonight, Sella, my party is going to be an orgy. Many of my closest friends, and some of yours too will be here for a night of outright debauchery and lust. And you, my dear pet... you are going to be right at the centre of it all."

Sella's eyes bulged. Her heart skipped a beat, and she let slip a soft, brief, utterly overwhelmed whimper as a trickle of arousal ran down her inner thighs, the kirin very nearly cumming without contact once again as she waited to hear just how she was going to be at the centre of this impending orgy.

"Take off your apron. I want you naked."

Ruby commanded, Sella obeyed.

"Now, kneel on the coffee table. On your knees, with your hands tucked behind you, gripping your ankles."

The mouse firmly advised her pet, Sella nodding and moving to do so precisely as she was asked. She assumed the position, red faced, still quaking and breathing heavily in anticipation, and waited. And waited. And... finally, after a good thirty seconds of just walking around her in a slow circle, admiring her naked, needy body from every angle, she received Ruby's final, punishing command.

"Good. Now, stay there, just like that, and from the very first time the doorbell rings and you hear guests arriving until the last guest is gone and I tell you that your punishment is over... don't move no matter what you see, or hear, or want, or need. And, if anyone tries to touch you, or talk to you, or do anything with or to you... you tell them only these words. 'I am off limits, by Mistress Ruby's orders.' Do you understand, Sella?"

The kirin trembled, but swallowed thickly and nodded her head.

"Y-yes, Mistress."

Ruby nodded firmly.

"Good. And, will you obey my commands?"

Again, Sella shuddered, and nodded.

"Yes, Mistress Ruby."

The mouse smiled. She leaned over, Sella able to smell her light, fruity perfume, the slight oily scent of her freshly maintained limbs, and of course her unmistakable arousal. Ruby kissed Sella ever so lightly on the lips, caressed the kirin's cheek so very gently, and then...

The doorbell rang, and as a strangled whimper of dismay escaped Sella though her body did not move a muscle, Ruby pulled herself upright, giggled, and strode off to answer the door with hips swaying in a final act of cruel temptation to the motionless, helpless kirin.

The party was about to begin, and with it, the longest, most agonisingly obedient night of Sella's life.

*********

The party was incredible, which, for Sella, meant that it was hell.

She saw things. Heard things. So many intense and overwhelming and beautifully exotic, carnal, ecstasy inducing things that she would have given anything to be a part of for even a moment. She bore witness to so much pleasure, so many orgasms given in so many different, wild ways. But all the while, from 7pm to 3.32am, she obeyed her mistress' command.

She did not move.

She did not turn her head, or wiggle her ass, and she didn't even have reason to speak a single word of the singular phrase she was allowed to utter, so clear and firm was Ruby with her guests that she was off limits; a centrepiece of chastity and control to counterpoint their debauched bliss.

Her only interactions throughout the entire night were two occasions when Ruby stepped out of the crowd with a glass of iced water and a straw for her to sip from briefly, before the mouse left her again without a word or a single unnecessary touch.

The kirin watched as eventually the crowd began to thin out. As after hours of being exposed to constant pleasure from multiple sources all around her, fewer and fewer groups, couples and individuals remained active and with energy to spare in her presence.

That time was probably the hardest though, as Sella found herself willing each individual to depart as many others already had, and felt as though each time they found the strength and passion to go just one round more with someone it was surely to taunt and deny her a little longer. She shook with desperation as a lithe fox who had spent most of the night with his face clamped between a series of larger, more powerful women's thighs staggered over to the living room door with his clothes bundled up in his arms, only to be dragged back into the living room a moment later by a plump, hungrily growling polar bear who seemingly required a second opportunity to make acquaintance with his tongue. Sella's eyes rolled back and her whole body quivered in anguish as somewhere on the far side of the room she heard a high-pitched, blissful orgasmic scream, a deep, booming feline roar, then the heavy smack of a paddle against flesh followed by another more plaintive roar, and her mistress' voice in a giddy, lustful command.

"Again. Don't you dare stop yet. Just once more, but this time, in me."

For what had to have been another hour Sella watched the stragglers stagger bow-legged and weary out of the living room door and down the hallway beyond from other rooms in the house where similar passion had no doubt been ongoing without her. Finally though, at long last, she heard the front door close one more time... listened for remaining voices, and heard only the distinctive footsteps of Ruby's metallic feet upon the carpet.

Her mistress stepped into the living room, her hair tousled, her eyes heavy with fatigue, and both the organic and cybernetic portions of her anatomy streaked, stained and matted to varying degrees with fluids of no doubt mixed origin, and smiled as she saw Sella still kneeling there, utterly obedient even as her abundant juices were staining the wood of the table, and dribbling down off both sides of it onto the floor below.

"The last guest is gone."

Ruby murmured, but still the kirin did not move. The mouse smiled in approval.

"Your punishment is over, Sella. Be careful though, you're bound to be stiff."

Sure enough as Sella moved, she groaned at just how tense and tight her muscles were. Slowly, carefully she untangled her limbs from each other, and though her legs were asleep and began to ache with pins and needles almost immediately, she shakily, stiffly rose to her feet with her head bowed in a mix of shame and gratitude to Ruby.

She had learned her lesson. She was done being disobedient... for a while, at least.

Sella loved Ruby, and she loved what Ruby did to her. With her. For her. She loved the mouse's praise and the mouses punishments in equal measure, but... this? A complete absence of interaction, being left out as so many other sensations were being experienced all around her? If this punishment was going to be added to Ruby's arsenal, Sella not only wanted to be better behaved in order to avoid such torment again... she had to avoid it.

"A-ah..."

The kirin tensed, so caught up in her own nervous self-flagellation that she hadn't noticed Ruby reaching out to her with one metal hand, and so sensitive after such a lack of physical contact amidst an orgy that was all about the physical that even a gentle touch to her cheek felt like almost too much for her body to process. A split-second after her initial reaction though, she leaned into the touch, rubbing her cheek against Ruby's fingers like a cat craving scratches from a passer-by on the street.

"Have you learned your lesson, Sella?"

Ruby murmured as she let her hand fall away from the kirin's face and slipped her fingers through those of one of Sella's own hands instead. Unsurprisingly, Sella nodded in earnest and let slip another pleading, desperately sorrowful whimper.

"Y-yes, Mistress. I... I'm so sorry for trying to manipulate you. To... t-to try and get what I wanted, rather than trusting you to give it to me, o-or... or even trying to ask for it."

Sella spoke softly, truthfully as Ruby led her out of the living room and up the stairs. She thought for a moment that Ruby was taking them to bed, but they went past the bedroom, to the currently closed door of their 'playroom', where many of Ruby's more elaborate and sizeable contraptions and toys to use upon Sella and others were kept. Sella trembled, and looked at her mistress in hope, in reverent awe. Ruby smiled, kissed Sella gently on the muzzle, but shook her head.

"Sorry, pet. I'm wiped out. If you want some time with me, you'll have to last until morning."

A normal person might have simply filled in the correct turn of phrase there. Wait until morning. Not last, wait. But, Sella knew that Ruby never spoke as Mistress without considering her words. That she never teased, never tempted or threatened idly.

Sure enough, a moment later the mouse pushed the playroom door open, and a strangled gurgle escaped Sella as Ruby's other paw released her hand, then pushed her forward through the door... and into the arms of two of the dozen or so men waiting wide eyed and rock-hard within.

"Goodnight, Sella. I'll see you in the morning."

Ruby murmured, yawning, giggling as the kirin shrieked while being manhandled off her feet, two cocks headed for her pussy and ass respectively while Sella wrapped her own arms greedily around the ass of a gorgeous, deliciously hung stallion and opened her muzzle wide in a longing, frantic gurgle.

The mouse pulled the door closed a moment later, and as she padded off towards her bedroom with another yawn, she smiled warmly, contentedly, as even through the playroom's purposefully heavy, sound-dampening door, she heard Sella scream, then gurgle as her various holes were stuffed full in rapid succession. For a moment longer Ruby paused in the hallway, and over the various men's murmurs as they shuffled and jockeyed for whose turn it was and who was going to go next, she heard Sella's cries and grunts not only of wild, gleeful ecstasy, but with the most joyously sincere gratitude too.

Yes, she'd been a bad girl.

A bad pet.

But tonight she'd taken her punishment; a really, really tough punishment, like a champion. And for that, for living up to Ruby's finest expectations and showing all the party's attendees all night long what a good, truly obedient pet she could be no matter how cruel her Mistress' demands may have been, she had most definitely earned a reward.

By Jeeves

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