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explained. “Stops the clock. Had he been late, his punishment would’ve gone from brutal to excruciating.”

Talon snapped his fingers, and then Taurus began stripping, discarding the jeans he wore. Auberon stepped forward to take them, folding them neatly and setting them on a small shelf on the wall.

While they did that, Talon returned to the computer, tapped a few keys.

My eyes went wide as small doors slid open in the ceiling, more adjustable arms and some pulleys sliding down from above. It went on for a good minute while they shifted and moved and finally locked into place.

“It’s an automated restraint system,” Talon explained, clearly sensing my fascination. “Designed so a possession can be secured in any position imaginable. I designed it myself.”

I heard the pride in his voice and it made me smile.

Talon walked over to Taurus, then tucked his hand into the collar of his own shirt, pulling out… There was a key dangling on a leather strap that he wore around his neck. He took it off, then unlocked the collar around Taurus’s neck.

Talon lifted a hand, signaled with his fingers. Auberon moved forward, took the collar, and placed it on another shelf on the wall.

I watched Taurus’s face, and for the first time, I saw emotion. His gaze followed that collar as though it was his lifeline.

“You’ll get it back, provided you take the punishment without issue.”

Taurus didn’t speak, didn’t nod.

Talon looked away from him. “For this, he’ll be suspended from the ceiling, laid out parallel to the floor.”

I wasn’t sure if he was telling me or Auberon, but Auberon began assisting him, the two of them securing Taurus in position with various leather straps and bungee cords. Three wide straps went across his torso, keeping him suspended roughly four feet from the floor while multiple restraints held out his arms and legs, supporting his body weight; another strap went across his forehead to hold his head up. He looked as though he was flying, his legs spread wide, fixed at a forty-five-degree angle from the floor.

It didn’t look comfortable, but it didn’t look like it hurt, either. It made me believe the punishment wasn’t in the positioning.

When Auberon stepped away to retrieve a rolling cart, Talon double-checked all the restraints.

“This is what’s known as a milking machine,” Talon said as he wheeled over another large cart with something mounted on top of it.

Evidently Auberon had done this before, because he began fixing something to Taurus’s cock, sliding what looked like a tube over his … um … over his penis.

Talon then affixed a robotic arm to it. “This will milk his cock repeatedly, electronically adjusted.”

Oh, but that wasn’t all.

Auberon was already wielding a very large dildo, coating it with lubricant as Talon pulled another retractable arm over. He raised and lowered it until he was satisfied with the position. At that point, Auberon fixed the dildo to the extension on the arm, then positioned it between Taurus’s butt cheeks.

I’d looked this type of thing up before after reading one of TJ’s books. It was a variation of a fucking machine. Although this one was clearly high-tech.

Talon was back at the computer momentarily, pressing buttons, and the machines came on, several beeps, then lights flashing on as the arms began their assault.

The milking machine was loud as it began to inflate and deflate, shifting over Taurus’s cock.

I probably should’ve averted my eyes but I was fascinated. Not that a man was suspended by the ceiling and being assaulted by a machine, per se. Although, yes, I couldn’t seem to look away. Especially when Taurus moaned.

Shifting, I watched as the fucking machine began to slide forward, penetrating Taurus’s ass. It was excruciatingly slow, both moving forward and retreating.

Talon was back at Taurus’s side, his attention on the dildo. He made a couple of adjustments, then locked the machine in place.

“The two machines will alternate,” Talon explained, “to ensure he’s constantly stimulated. After fifteen minutes, the machines will begin edging him closer to orgasm, then holding him there again and again before slowing briefly. Then they’ll start again.”

That sounded horrible. I guess that was why it was called punishment.

And then Taurus was at the mercy of two machines, working to alternately fuck and suck him. I was so caught up, I didn’t notice Auberon bringing something else over. It wasn’t until Talon was attaching what appeared to be a set of nipple clamps to Taurus that I paid closer attention.

“What is that?” I asked when Talon connected the wires dangling from the clamps to another high-tech-looking machine.

“Electrical stimulation.”

Oh. Shit.

“It’ll provide a constant electrical current directly to his nipples.”

Talon adjusted the machine by tapping the screen repeatedly. He stopped when Taurus’s upper body twitched.

Once again, Talon moved around Taurus, double-checking the machines before he came to stand in front of him.

“You know why you’re here,” he stated firmly.

Taurus didn’t respond. Then again, Talon hadn’t asked a question.

“Your behavior’s unacceptable. I will not tolerate jealousy, Taurus. It’s beneath you.”

Still no response, but Taurus was staring at Talon, and I could see something in his eyes. Remorse, maybe.

Talon turned to Auberon. “Two hours. The system’s set for one hour. He’ll have a thirty-minute break, then another hour. After the first hour is up, massage his limbs, check his circulation, get him some water, then reset both machines. He is not to come down from there until his full time is complete. When he’s done, take him to aftercare, strap him down. At that point, you can rotate shifts with the others. Someone’s to remain with him at all times. I’ll check on him later this afternoon.”

Auberon nodded once.

Talon came over, took my hand before glancing back at Taurus, who was beginning to breathe harder as that silicone dildo plunged into his ass.

Then he was leading me away with Taurus’s tortured moans drifting along behind us.

As we exited the dungeon, I couldn’t help but think Talon had to care for his possessions to some degree.

Otherwise, why would he bother to punish them?

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