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Josh lingered outside the kitchen, steeling himself before stepping inside. Through the slightly ajar door, he heard Claire\u2019s laughter mingled with another voice\u2014Ryan\u2019s deep, confident tone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

His stomach tightened. He hadn\u2019t expected Ryan to be here tonight. As usual, Josh was naked, and the thought of Ryan seeing his chastity device horrified him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Pushing the door open, Josh entered and froze. Claire stood near the counter, arms crossed, her smile sharp and amused. Ryan leaned casually against the same counter, a jar of grape jelly in his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh\u2019s eyes darted to the floor, and there it was: a messy smear of purple on the pristine white tiles. His chest tightened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cAh, there he is,\u201d Claire said, her eyes lighting up as she noticed him. \u201cRight on time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ryan glanced over, a smirk playing on his lips. He held up the jar of jelly with a casual shrug. \u201cMade a bit of a mess. Hope you don\u2019t mind.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh swallowed hard, his face warming with humiliation. Claire\u2019s gaze fixed on him, her amusement apparent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cWell?\u201d she said, her voice calm and commanding. \u201cYou know what to do.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh nodded quickly, dropping to his knees on the cold tiles. \u201cYes, Claire,\u201d he murmured.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire smiled, stepping closer, her heels clicking against the floor with each deliberate step. \u201cGood. Show me how grateful you are.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh lowered himself further, bracing his palms on the floor as he leaned down to begin licking up the jelly. The taste was sickly sweet, but the flavor wasn\u2019t what made his cheeks burn. It was the presence of Ryan, watching him with that ever-present smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Ryan leaned back against the counter, crossing his arms as he watched. \u201cYou weren\u2019t kidding, Claire,\u201d he said, his voice rich with amusement. \u201cHe really will do anything for you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire chuckled softly. \u201cHe knows his place.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh\u2019s ears burned at their words, but he kept working, his tongue cleaning every streak of jelly from the tiles. The room was quiet except for the faint sound of his movements and the occasional click of Claire\u2019s heels as she circled him, her eyes never leaving his form.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Just as he finished the last smear of jelly, a sudden splash of cold water hit the back of his head. He flinched, startled, as the water trickled down his neck and soaked his shirt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cOops,\u201d Ryan said, his tone dripping with mock innocence. \u201cGuess my hand slipped.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh froze, his humiliation doubling as he felt the cold liquid pooling around him on the tiles. Slowly, he glanced up, seeing Ryan holding an empty glass with that same infuriating smirk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire raised an eyebrow but made no move to chastise Ryan. Instead, she crouched down in front of Josh, her sharp gaze locking onto his.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cDid I tell you to stop?\u201d she asked, her tone deceptively soft but carrying a weight that made Josh\u2019s heart race.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cN-no, Claire,\u201d he stammered, quickly lowering his gaze.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cThen get back to it,\u201d she said, standing again and folding her arms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh hesitated for a split second before leaning down again, his face hovering just above the floor. The cold water met his tongue as he began lapping it up, his body trembling with shame.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Ryan let out a low chuckle. \u201cYou\u2019re really making him clean that up, huh?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire glanced at Ryan, her lips curving into a smirk. \u201cOf course. A mess is a mess.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh continued his task, his cheeks burning as the water spread further, forcing him to crawl to reach every last drop. By the time he finished, his shirt was damp, and his hands trembled slightly from the strain of holding himself up.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When the floor was spotless, he sat back on his heels, his head bowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire stepped closer, tilting his chin up with her finger. Her expression was unreadable, but her voice was firm. \u201cGood boy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh\u2019s chest tightened, her praise cutting through the layers of humiliation and filling him with a strange sense of pride.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cGo wait for me in the living room,\u201d Claire instructed. \u201cKneeling.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYes, Claire,\u201d Josh said softly, rising shakily to his feet.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

As he left the kitchen, he could hear Ryan\u2019s laughter behind him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cYou really do have him wrapped around your finger,\u201d Ryan said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Claire\u2019s voice followed Josh as he walked down the hall, steady and unshakable. \u201cHe knows who he belongs to.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Josh lowered himself to his knees in the living room, his body still trembling slightly. The mix of humiliation and satisfaction lingered in his mind, a constant reminder of his place.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And for now, that was enough.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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