I'm going to investigate...

“No!” Arabella almost yells as you push away and grab her clothes. You shake them clearly, and something falls from her dress's pockets. It falls out and lands somewhat loudly as it tumbles to the ground. It’s a lengthy, well-made wooden box. There’s a metal latch with gold letters written on the top. You pick it up and read it. “For her.”

You turn back to face Arabella. She hasn’t said anything, but you have found yourself more curious about what she’s taken and why she’s so embarrassed. Perhaps Defensive was the better term? You ask her what it is. Arabella remains bashful but doesn’t answer at first.

Arabella holds her breath as you start to unlatch the box to open it. The top flips open, and inside of the velvet interior is a…very well-made dildo with prominent veins, a mushroom tip, and glass balls under the shaft. It’s probably 8 inches long.

She grabs the dildo from the box and hides it behind her back. She has no modesty as she tries to hide the toy from you. She’s stark naked and is almost shimming with sweat already from the heat. “Are you mad at me now, master?”

“Why did you steal that?”

“I didn’t steal it!” She tries but then looks away. “Okay… I did, but only because Mandy is a jerk!”

For some reason, the idea of using Mandy’s dildo is both wrong and strangely erotic. Perhaps it’s YOUR horniness that’s playing a role in how this makes you feel. She swallows and then explains that Mandy left her locker open, so Arabella decided to snoop around and take the thing for herself, figuring you and her wouldn’t be able to see each other that often anymore.

Arabella presents the dildo to you; the elegant design is pure glass. You wonder what kind of person would spend so much time crafting such a thing. Then you imagine what Mandy must look like when using it… The picture made in your head makes your mind spin.

With it still in her hand, she strokes it idly as she starts to speak. “I wasn’t planning on giving it back, master. I was just going to use it whenever I got horny. I promise I wouldn’t have let Scarlet see me or any others!” You stare at Arabella as she tries to plead her case.

You begin telling Arabella she isn’t in trouble, but if she wanted something to pleasure herself with, she should have spoken to you first. She watches you and your cock as you talk, and before you can complete your speech, she reaches out and grabs your member, now stroking you like she was with the dildo.

“You know,” she looks down, licking her lips repeatedly as she sees you growing into your size again. “I don’t think we’ve used toys while being naughty together. Have we, master? Should we change that now?”

Your mind is trapped in sex again, especially now that her digits wrap around your meat. What did she say? Right… “How do you propose we use it, Arabella?”