<strong>Mordecai ~ with Emma</strong><br/><br/>"Yesssss," Mordecai hissed.<br/><br/>Slowly Mordecai moved from her breasts. His hands over her head removing the tube of fluid. Repositioned the chastity belt in place. Brought her hands to the front of the belt again and locked her in place. He unlocked her leash from the ring on the wall. The chain came to rest against her body. His hands on her trembling forearms.<br/><br/>"I have you, melt," He whispered as he collected her in his arms and brought her gently to the blanket.<br/><br/>It was her blanket on the floor. He placed her there once again. The chain of her mask once again on the ring of the floor. He cupped her breast one last time then covered her in the second blanket. She had earned it. Her obedience pleased him.<br/><br/>Mordecai was stone cold hard when he left Emma. Every step was a throbbing reminder he didn't fuck her. The hatch of isolation number 4 creaked closed and locked with an echoing cha chunk.<br/><br/>Helen was out of commission for the moment. Then he smiled. Turning to the main house he let the idea churn like an automatic dough kneader.  There was on person in that house who was still just hanging around he could torment.<br/><br/>