Logan's choice

"Have you made your decision, Logan?" Jake asked as he stroked Katelyn's long brown hair as she lay beside the throne, tethered to it by her leash.

"I have, is Mom back in The Harem Tower?"

"Yes," Jake laughed, "She needed time to rest after we had some fun in the dungeon. Luckily, Katelyn was happy to spend time with her master. Weren't you?" Katelyn quickly nodded her head. "Tell me son, which of these sluts is the lucky one that will spend her life serving you?"

"I have chosen, Alana Zerhan," he said as he smiled at The Ducessa of The Highlands. "Guard, could you bring me a control belt?" he asked turning his attention to one of the guards in the room.

"Of course, My Prince," the guard replied giving a slight bow before leaving the room. She returned a short time later with the requested device.

"Thank you," Logan said as he took the device. "Alana, come here."

The redhead walked to Logan with a look of mixed pride and dread on her face. "I am at your service, Sir," she said as she knelt on the floor.

"'Sir?'" he asked as he grabbed her long red hair and pulled hard, forcing her to look up at him. "I am not your Sir, I am your Master!" he yelled as he pulled her up by her hair. "Time in my father's dungeon will help you remember that," he added as he **** her off by the hair.

Seeing his son drag his soon-to-be bridal **** off brought a smile to what he was sure would be the first of many unpleasant punishments, brought a smile to Jake's face. His stomach growled and he looked at the time function on his omni-device. "Please bring us our dinner in the dining room," he said to one of the guards.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the guard said before getting on her comms unit and calling down to the kitchen.

"Come on, let's go eat," Jake said as he untethered Katelyn's leash.

As Jake was taking Katelyn to the castle's dining room, Logan entered the dungeon, still with a firm grip on Alana's hair. He led her over to a large wooden frame with four built-in leather cuffs. One at the base of the two vertical supports, and one at the corner where the vertical support and the cross beam met. on the back of each support, was a small crank that when turned would shorten the chains attached to the cuffs.

"Hands up, bitch," Logan brake and Alana quickly obeyed. Logan secured her wrists in the cuffs above her head, then secured her ankles in the cuffs near the floor. With his future bride in place, he turned the cranks adjusting the wrist cuffs until she was **** onto the balls of her feet. Satisfied with his work, he went over to a rack of straps and selected a large black strap with a darkly colored wooden handle. The strap itself was roughly a foot long, by four inches wide, and a good inch thick. "Stick that ass out. Fifty lashes should teach you proper respect. After each lash, you will count them and address me properly. Is that clear?"

"Yes, Master," she said her voice trembling with fear.

"Good," he said in a cold tone. WHAP! Alana grunted as the first lash of the strap landed hard on her ass. Her body rocked forward from the impact, and she was grateful for the bonds that held her in place.

"One, Master," she said through gritted teeth. WHAP! As soon as she finished speaking, the second lash landed. "Ow! Two, Master!" WHAP! "Fuck! Three, Master!" WHAP! "AHH-HAA!" she screamed as her tears began to flow, Four, Master!" WHAP! "Five, Master!" she screamed as her legs began to tremble, and her ass burned as it began to turn red.

On and on it went. A lash would land, she would scream, and then obediently count the lash. The next lash would land, and again, she would count it. By the time she had counted the twenty-fifth lash, she hung as limply as her bondage allowed, and her ass was becoming heavily bruised.

WHAP! "Forty-six, Master!" she said as she T Wnow hung limply in her bonds, and her voice becoming horse from constant screams. WHAP! "Forty-seven, Master!" WHAP! "Forty-eight, Master!" WHAP! "Forty-nine, Master!" WHAP! "Fifty, Master!" She hung there, body completely limp, and sobbing pitifully.

"Congratulations, Alana, you've taken your first punishment as my ****. What do The Scrolls of Deamon say you should do now?"

"That I should thank you for disciplining me."

"And how do you do that?"

"By sucking your cock, Master."

"That's right, but first," he said as he approached with the control belt in his hands, "let's get your belt on," he added as he began placing the belt around her waist. He fought back a laugh when Alana groaned as he pushed the Anal plug in place. Once her belt her belt was in place, he released her from the frame. "Down on your knees," he commanded.

"Yes, Master," she said as she sank to her knees. He pulled out his cock and looked at her expectingly.

"Well?"

"May I please suck your cock?"

"Suck, and it better be good," he said in a threatening tone.

"Yes, Master," she said before taking him in her mouth. In no time at all, she was taking him deep, letting her throat constrict around his cock, and bobbing her head at a furious pace, **** to make her new master cum.

Without warning her grabbed her head with both hands and began to violently thrust his hips. "That's it! Take it, take it! Take it like a good little whore!" he said as he fucked her face. She looked up at him with lust-filled eyes she knew he was getting close and soon, he would shoot his load into her waiting stomach. Suddenly he pulled back, expecting him to thrust into her mouth again, Alana kept her mouth open and waiting. However, he began to jerk his cock using her saliva as lube, and within seconds, his orgasm hit and he sprayed his cum over her tongue coating it in the hot salty fluid. "You keep that on your tongue until I tell you to swallow it," He said as he activated the belt.

"Yes, Master, she replied in a semi-mumble thanks to her mouth being open.

What has Jake decided to do with Katelyn? Answer in comments.

A) Tied in an uncomfortable position and put on display for the entire castle to see.

B) She gives him a long massage

C) Taken to her master's bed where he uses several toys and implements to tease and torment her

D) Something else. what?