Page 48 of Melt For Us, Daddy (Big Daddy Energy #4)

Jacob

F or a moment, all he could do was stare. “What do you mean it won’t let me?”

“Exactly what I said, baby boy.” That same wicked smile from before spread across her face as she unhooked the part that was shaped like a cock from a large metal ring.

Setting the cage aside, she held up the ring for him to see.

“You’ll be able to get somewhat erect but not all the way.

The cage will physically stop it from happening. ”

As she spoke, she reached for him, gently cupping his balls as she pressed the metal ring against them. “You will still feel arousal. Need. Desire. But you won’t get hard. From what I understand it’s a rather frustrating experience.”

Giving one testicle a tug, she slipped it through the ring. The second followed, though it took a bit more maneuvering and he was starting to understand why she’d had Ivy slather all that liquid on him before she put it on.

“Do you know why I’m putting this pretty little cock in a cage, Jacob?”

He was distracted from answering by her gently pushing on the cock in question, stirring that arousal she’d just mentioned as she pushed it through the ring. “N-not really, Ma’am.”

“That’s okay.” Taking the cage from Ivy, she slipped it over his softened member.

“I’m happy to tell you. To explain how happy it makes me to know that I have full control over when and how you get hard.

To know that you have submitted yourself to me so completely that you don’t even have control over one of the most basic human functions.

It pleases me, baby boy, to have you so utterly at my mercy.

And you do want to please me, don’t you, Jacob? ”

No question in his life had ever been as easy to answer as that. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good boy. I’m going to lock the cage now. Once it’s on, it will not come off again until I decide it’s time. Do you understand what I’m telling you, boy?”

“What if I have to, um, use the bathroom?”

“You can do that with the cage on. Any other questions before I lock you in?”

“Will it hurt?”

“It’s not supposed to. There will be some discomfort, especially when you become aroused, but it shouldn’t actually cause any pain. If it does, let me know and I’ll take it off.”

“Okay.” Meeting her emerald gaze again, he nodded. “Okay. I’m ready.”

“My good boy. Ivy, hand me the lock, please.”

Silently, almost reverently, Ivy did as she was told. The very air itself seemed to hold its breath as Cordelia slipped the small padlock into place.

And locked him into a cage.

“ Fuck , baby boy. You have no idea what it does to me, seeing you like this. But we’re not quite finished yet.”

“We’re not?”

“Nope. We have one more accessory for you. Turn around and bend over the edge of the bed.”

When he moved, he could feel the weight of the cage around him. Keeping him contained. And he was thankful they’d let him get off first because even though he was definitely feeling aroused, his cock was thankfully still soft.

“You remember how at the safe house, Ivy and I played with your bottom? Stretching it out a bit, like you did before you fucked her there?”

Oh, god. “Yes, Ma’am.”

“We’re going to do that again. Only this time, we’re going to put something called a plug inside you. It will help keep you stretched out and help you loosen up for Daddy’s cock later.”

“Your cock?”

“Yes, baby boy. I have a whole variety of them. But I bought a new one today, special for you. It seemed fitting if we’re going to take both of your virginities to make it a special occasion.”

“Both of my virginities?”

“Mmhmm.” Again came that squirt of cold liquid, this time between his cheeks.

It was different than the coconut oil they’d used at the safe house, but the embarrassment he felt at having her fingers there was exactly the same.

“If you’re a very good boy for us at the club, that is.

Otherwise, you’ll be wearing that cage while Daddy fucks your sweet little asshole for the very first time and you won't be allowed to come. So are you going to be a good boy and follow all the rules while we’re at the club, baby? ”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good boy.” She pumped her finger in and out of him and his imagination went wild trying to conjure up what it would feel like to have a cock, real or imaginary, there.

It was wrong. So very, very wrong. He’d learned enough growing up to know that the elders of the church would be aghast at what he was letting his women do to him.

But he’d also learned, from his women, that so much of what he’d been taught was flat-out wrong. And even though a part of him still wondered, still worried, that part grew quieter every day.

“You’re being so good for me, Jacob.” Cordelia’s voice had dropped to a low purr. “I’m going to add another finger and then we’ll put the plug in. Tell me what the rules are for the club.”

“Um. Stay with you or Ivy at all times unless you give me permission otherwise.” The second finger she’d warned him about pushed in alongside the first, stretching him with a pinch and a burn that drew a hiss from him as he struggled to focus on the rules.

“No kink shaming, but I’m allowed to ask you about anything I see as long as I’m respectful.

If we go down to the pit, no talking unless I need to use my safeword. Um…”

“Ivy, help our baby boy out.”

Cordelia’s fingers disappeared, leaving him with that oddly empty feeling he always had after they played with him like this. Something hard and cold pressed against his hole a moment later and he instinctively tensed up.

Then Ivy’s voice washed over him, soft and sweet, and he immediately relaxed again, allowing Cordelia to push the thing inside him.

It stretched him even more than her fingers had and he whimpered softly at the intrusion.

“Ask permission for everything, including using the bathroom. Answer all questions quickly and honestly. No touching, and that goes for people or the equipment. Be respectful to everyone, but if another Dominant tries to boss you around, tell Daddy right away. And… I think that’s it. ”

“Thank you, blossom. How are you feeling, baby boy? Are you in any pain?”

“A little, Ma’am, but it’s not too much.”

“Good. The plug is almost in, so it’s going to hurt a bit more but then it should just feel a little uncomfortable at most when it’s in. Ready?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

There was another sharp bite of pain as she pushed the plug even deeper inside him. But then it narrowed and as promised, all he felt was a mild discomfort. Mostly he just felt… full. So full, in ways he’d never felt before.

“How’s that, Jacob?”

“Good, Ma’am. It doesn’t hurt as much now.” In fact, whatever pain there had been had faded completely.

“Perfect. Now, kneel beside Ivy. I have one more present for my good little subbies.”

Between the cage and the plug, kneeling was a bit awkward. With every movement, the plug shifted inside his ass and the weight of the cage pulled on his cock. But he managed to get down on his knees beside Ivy, who giggled as he tried to figure out where to put his hands.

“On top of your thighs, like this.” She demonstrated, laying her hands palms up on top of her legs.

“Good,” she praised when he copied her. “Keep your head down unless Daddy tells you otherwise.”

As he settled into position, waiting for Cordelia to return, something seemed to click into place inside him.

Like he’d been waiting his whole life for this moment, kneeling and waiting for whatever his Daddy had planned for him.

All of the awkwardness faded away, leaving him with a sense of quiet peace he’d never once felt before.

“Don’t you two make a pretty sight. Eyes on me, my loves.”

He raised his head, meeting her gaze, and was rewarded with one of those approving smiles he’d come to crave so much.

“I’m going to order custom collars for both of you, with my initial on them. But for now, I wanted you to match, and luckily for me Braden knows someone local who happened to have a matching set on hand.”

The collar was simple black with red stitching that almost matched their outfits. Straightening his spine, Jacob lifted his head as she slid the smooth leather around his neck and buckled it in place.

“There. Now everyone at the club will know you belong to me. To us .”

It felt… heavy. Not just physically, but emotionally as well. He wasn’t just some toy they were playing with. He was theirs , and they were staking their claim before he even stepped foot in the club.

Cordelia repeated the action with Ivy then stepped back, her expression a mixture of emotions as her gaze raked over them.

“How the hell did I get so lucky to have two beautiful submissives at my feet?”

“We’re the lucky ones, Daddy,” Ivy said softly, and Jacob nodded.

“Mmm. Well, we don’t really have time to argue about it.” Once again, that wicked smile curved Cordelia’s lips. “Let’s get our boy dressed for his first night at Club BDE.”

Ivy

Nerves skittered up and down her entire body as Holden pulled into a parking space near the front of the club instead of around back where she and Cordelia usually parked.

According to him, giving Jacob as much exposure as possible was necessary to help draw out Jacob’s father, but the thought of parading him around in front of all those people had her stomach churning.

As if she could sense Ivy’s nerves, Cordelia reached over and gripped her hand, giving it a hard squeeze. “They’re taking all the precautions they can, baby,” she murmured. “He’ll be as safe as he can possibly be in the club.”

“It’s the walk to the club that worries me. We’re here so early, there’s no way they won’t recognize him.”

“Isn’t that the point?” Jacob asked from the passenger seat, twisting around to look at them. There was no fear in his eyes, but rather than comforting her it only added to Ivy’s worry.

She needed him afraid. Needed to know that he was taking this seriously and he wouldn’t be putting himself in any more danger than absolutely necessary.

“It is the point.” Holden met Ivy’s gaze in the rear-view mirror. “I know it’s hard and you’re all worried, but I’ve got men everywhere. He’ll be safe, I promise.”

“I’m gonna hold you to that.”

“I have no doubt you will.” Putting the vehicle in park, Holden looked at each of them in turn. “Everyone ready?”

“As we’ll ever be,” Cordelia assured him, giving Ivy’s hand another hard squeeze.

Holden did some kind of secret agent check-in with the people on the other end of his earpiece before climbing out of the car.

He let Cordelia and Ivy out first before jogging around to the passenger side door.

Gripping her woman’s hand so tightly her fingers hurt, she fell in line.

Holden in front, then Jacob, then her and Cordelia.

Her gaze traced the thick leather of the collar around their boy’s neck, the same collar she herself wore.

That, as well as the black leather crisscrossing his back and chest would make it clear to even the most casual observer what they were about to get up to in the club.

It was hot as fuck. And absolutely terrifying at the same time.

The nerves, the pounding of her heart only got worse when the crowd across the street came into view.

She’d never actually seen them before, as she and Cordelia always used the staff entrance at the back of the club, even when they only came to play.

They were, ironically enough, far less intimidating in person than they’d been in her head.

In her imagination they’d been a huge sea of people, carrying signs and screaming profanities.

And while there were a few signs damning them to hell, for the most part the crowd was just…

there. A small group of beige blobs watching them enter the club.

“Jacob? Oh my god, Jacob!”

A woman broke free of the crowd, racing across the street without even a glance at the traffic. Horns blared as two separate cars slammed on their brakes to avoid her, but she didn’t so much as pause.

In front of them, Jacob froze, his head whipping around to stare at the woman. “Mom?”

Oh, fuck.