Need, plain and simple, coursed through my veins. My breathing felt loud in the enclosed space, and my tongue was like sandpaper.

Maddox crooked a finger. As if in a trance, my body swayed forward, adhering to his silent command. My hair was gripped in almost painful, but familiar, grip. My head yanked back to reveal my neck to Maddox's grasp.

The exposed and powerless position, combined with the scantness of my clothes caused my cock to jerk inside its tight confines. The smooth leather of the collar slipped across my skin. Goosebumps travelled from my neck down my whole body.

My breath caught as Maddox cinched the collar. Not tight enough to cut off my breath, or be uncomfortable. But wrapped snugly enough to emphasize its position, it's purpose. To show Maddox Stone's ownership. And I loved it.

The hand in my hair loosened to cup the back of my head. Maddox leaned forward, and his lips locked on my throat. I gasped in pleasure as I gripped his jacket.

Maddox pulled back with a growled, "Mine."

A gloved finger hooked into the silver ring to pull me closer. My tongue nervously darted out to wet my suddenly dry lips.

His dark laugh reverberated around the interior of the car. "Oh pet, this is going to be so much fun.

Numerous lights soon began to chase away the inky darkness as we neared a large mansion with people streaming in. A white mask flickered in my vision. Maddox held it out expectantly in his long fingers, his own black one already encircling his beautiful eyes.

The mask just somehow made this more real.I gulped before delicately taking the velvet. Affixing it to my face with shaking fingers, I watched the mansion near.

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I felt frozen with fear and wonder.

Tables spanned the large, decadent ballroom. A large bar sat in the corner of the room. People still have ballrooms?

Living with Maddox had more or less desensitized me to fancy, rich decor. The Stone mansion was a veritable castle compared to most places.

But what made my feet root to the spot was the amount of masquerade goers. People chatted, laughed, danced, and groped in nearly every available space.

As my gaze skittered around, a jolt of arousal went through me. Many of those chatting or drinking had someone kneeling by their feet. Others had people sprawled across their laps. One woman at the bar even had a collared and clamped man licking her pussy as she serenely drank her whiskey.

My nipples tingled from the memory of when Maddox clamped them. What would it be like to have Maddox fuck my mouth in front of all these people?

The blasted pants restricted my throbbing member. Part of me feared the laces might give out before the end of the night.