Voyeurism was something Jacinda reserved for more torturous affairs. Like the time she bound two feuding species together in a forced sex act. Resulting in unwanted offspring. Or when she arranged a Minotaur prisoner and his over sized prick to taint a virgin priestess‘ slit. Even the licking of Briar’s wounds was something lovely to behold. It was a shame to Jacinda, that her male pet’s time in her chamber was so short lived. His protectiveness of the neko would have been a decadent merit to twist and corrupt. She loved experimenting with her pets’ fears. Turning them into the greatest pleasures they had ever known, in comparison to what<em>she</em>did to them.<br/><br/>Her sexual participation came into play, when her curiosity peaked. Remembering that she had a new toy creation that needed testing. What better subject to try it out on? Without a word, Jacinda went to a black trunk. Pulling out an 8x8 necklace box. She returned to the bed side in an instant, flinging the box to the side. Revealing noting of the its contents. But, instead, freeing herself of the gown she had been wearing all day. The garment was strewn with droplets of Briar’s blood. While the neko’s lashings would heal, Jacinda’s dress was ruined. All the more reason to punish the naughty cat girl.<br/><br/>Jacinda let out an insidious laugh as she stepped up and stood on the bed. Her face mused a devilish smile. Suggesting to her husband, “You can get yours…and I’ll get mine.” Her vague statement followed by an enticing lick to the length of her upper lip. She knelt in front of the neko. Stroking the back of Briar's head with one hand. The other secured Briar’s chin, holding her gaze. “I did warn (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=23368.msg920753#msg920753) you…didn’t I?” Jacinda was referring to her husband's findings of them. Reminiscing only a few hours prior, that if the neko get unruly, Drey would have found her. And that he did. She had a gag ball in her mouth<em>then</em>. Jacinda pet the back of Briar's head wondering what happened to the damn thing. 'Perhaps the other pet freed her from it. No matter.'<br/><br/>Jacinda admired the girl's form, before tasting the girls soft, feminine lips. Her attention quickly shifted, as it always did. The 8x8 box came back into play. Jacinda took out an undiscerning object, although clearly, not a necklace. Flashes of black leather and metal could be identified, hanging from her menacing hand. It was what looked like a tiny belt that went around the back of Briar’s head. Jacinda measured the size of the neko, and adjusted the back buckle of her device. Securing it behind Briar’s once again. “Very pretty. Now…” Jacinda’s fingers went into the girl’s mouth, locking around her lower set of teeth, forcibly, opening it. “ I need<em>you</em>to open nice and wide.”<br/><br/>Inserting the first of two hooks, that waited on each open end of the buckle. Before Jacinda could administer the second one, she tinkered with something that was housed between the hooks. It was a ring…or sorts. However, Jacinda replaced the smooth steel with one accustomed to her liking. It was welded with jagged spikes that faced away from the wearer. Keeping their tongue from retreating inward. With a trustworthy smile, Jacinda yanked Briar’s tongue out. Locking the spiked ring into place, then applying the second hook. Insuring that her starfish tendencies would be lavished by her pet. She stroked the cat girls hair once again, warning. “If you try to pull your tongue back…it’ll be sliced to shreds.” Jacinda lifted a leg on to the headboard of her bed. Giving her husband a nice view, before guided her pet’s head into her mound.