Something Like Trust: Chapter 3
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Tags/Warnings: Spanking, riding crops, butt plugs, sex toys in general, nipple clamps, vibrators, exhibitionism sort of, dancing, handcuffs, bondage, teasing, orgasm delay, Cardan learns how to use a remote control, referenced child abuse, subspace, subdrop sort of, Cardan is soft as per usual
Summary: “You look so beautiful like this,” he said in a soothing voice, “clamped and spread for me. I could keep you like this forever.”
Alternate Summary:Â Toys toys toys!
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Cardan was near trembling with barely-contained excitement and nerves. It was the first time Jude had ever allowed him to accompany her in visiting Vivi, Oak, and a newly-returned Heather in the mortal world, and he was both honored that she would allow him this privilege and excited about the plans he had made for his time there.
Jude had told Cardan the little she knew about BDSM from the movies and television shows of the mortal world, and he had surmised that arrangements there had quite a bit more to work with in the way of… items. His plan, unbeknownst to Jude, was to acquire some of these items during their time there, could he slip away.
When they arrived at Vivi’s apartment, Oak barreled out to greet them. He flung himself into Jude’s arms, excited to see her for the first time in a month. To Cardan’s surprise, Oak then hugged him, grinning ear to ear. He pulled away quickly, unsure how to react. He wasn’t used to receiving physical affection from anyone he was not sleeping with.
They entered the apartment, and Cardan soon realized that his “slipping away” was going to be far more akin to “making a blatant excuse and leaving.” He only hoped that he didn’t say anything that would make Jude angry or uncomfortable, that he wouldn’t let on the nature of the task he needed to complete.
“I need to… go somewhere,” was what he settled with, before bolting from the apartment a mere hour after arriving.
Jude, bewildered, watched him go.
“What was that about?” asked Heather.
“I have no idea,” Jude replied, though she had a sneaking suspicion as to the nature of an errand he would tell no one about. “He’s weird sometimes.”
“Yeah, you think?” asked Vivi.
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