No

Veronica shakes her head. "Not yet, princess," she says. "Aaron will tell you when you can clean off his cum. Until then, you're to wear it."

Leigh feels a shudder as the full weight of Aaron's power hits her. She'll be marked as his--and naked otherwise--until he says. She looks through her drawers, getting a feel for where everything is. Veronica leaves her alone.

One of the drawers is locked. There is a label, reading TOYS. Leigh suspects there are no action figures in there; she wonders why it's locked.

"Would you like to see?" she hears from behind her. Aaron is standing in the doorway, leaning on it and smiling.

"Yes, master," she says, and he takes his hand from his pocket. He holds a little remote, like for a car, and clicks a button. Leigh hears a corresponding click on the drawer. She pulls it open and gasps.

Inside is a thick foam, with shaped crevices that gently cradle a variety of toys. In one slot is a sleek chrome vibrator. In another, a shiny butt plug capped with a green gem. In another, a large, realistic dildo. Yet another holds nipple clamps. Before Leigh can finish inspecting everything, Aaron slides the drawer shut and locks it.

He holds up the remote. "This allows me to control your access to your toys. If you've got an evening to yourself and I'm feeling generous, I'll unlock it--I can do that from anywhere on the grounds. If you're bad, and I have to lock you in here as punishment, I can guarantee it'll be locked."

He lays a hand on the back of Leigh's neck. "Now come on. Let's go watch basketball."

He guides her downstairs to the big wrap-around couch he'd fucked her on earlier. In front of it is a massive television, a big coffee table, and a beanbag. Aaron takes a seat on the couch. Veronica brings him the remote from the TV stand, and Leigh stands awkwardly. Will she be punished if she sits without permission?