Chapter 8

Everyone who's been invited to the party, a veritable who's who of the influential and wealthy individuals, are soon sat around tables. Wai Chin had left all of the planning to Evelynn, of course, not really that interested in anything but his next acquisition. With three members of K/DA already at his beck and call, well… it was all too easy to make sure everything went to plan. Namely, the fact that Sona was sat next to him right now, looking absolutely gorgeous.

He'd introduced himself as they sat down of course, giving her his brightest smile and a firm but altogether gentle handshake. He'd made a comment about her beauty and about how much he enjoyed her music, both things that would have certainly scored points with any normal girl. Unfortunately for him, Sona clearly had other things on her mind at the moment. After all, this was a strange sort of event, wasn't it?

Not that he would have it any other way. Debauchery and depravity were the lifeblood of the rich and powerful. Being able to attend a private bondage and submission party such as this one, being able to have his pet succubus host it… it was a mark of just how powerful he himself had become. Plus, he wouldn't have had it any other way, truth be told. If he couldn't fuck his own sister's throat in a semi-public place like this party, while everyone else also indulged in their dark vices… then he wasn't sure he wanted to live in such a world any longer.

Ah, but that was probably being a bit too melodramatic. Still, his lovely Ahri was such a useful pet. Even now, she was under the table, bobbing up and down on his cock. Meanwhile, across the hall, she was maintaining an illusion with a multitasking ease that made even Wai Chin a little jealous. Across the hall, unbeknownst to the people who were interacting with her, there was merely an illusion of Evelynn seated there. Solid enough to the touch at least, but not truly the succubus in question.

Not that this is at all difficult for the kitsune. Roleplaying comes second nature to a creature of mischief like Ahri. That table over there could even be considered the 'main table'. It was filled with the wealthiest and most powerful guests that Evelynn had managed to secure the presence of. All of them were undeniably charmed by the seductive succubus, drawn to her, and hanging off her every word. If only they truly understood that she belonged to another already, they might not have put her on such a pedestal.

Ah, but that would raise questions better left unasked. After all, no one here truly understood the nature of his and Evelynn's relationship, save for him, the succubus herself, as well as Ahri and Akali. Everyone else saw Evelynn as this untouchable demoness, this creature of beauty with an excellent singing voice, one of K/DA's lead singers.

For a woman who just oozed sex to host a debauched party such as this one just made sense… but at the same time, for that same woman to seem wholly unapproachable and untouchable also made a lot of sense. Ahri was pulling off the role of hostess and seductress and untouchable Ice Queen all in one quite admirably from what Wai Chin could see… which was good, because the real Evelynn was currently indisposed and unable to do so. She had her other duties to attend to, after all.

Again, Wai Chin smiles. Down beneath the table, it's not just his beloved sister bobbing away at his cock. After all, everyone is aware of Ahri's presence under there. Or rather, they're aware that he sat down, and his slave hurried to crawl under the table and take up position between his legs. They have no idea who he or Ahri actually are, thanks to Evelynn's magic.

Meanwhile, while the others at the table are aware that Wai Chin is having his needs taken care of by his pet, Sona included, none of them are aware that he actually has TWO pets under the table, instead of one. Behind Ahri, closer to the center of the large round table, Evelynn is suspended in bondage. Her legs are bound to her chest, her arms are in a single arm-glove behind her back, and there's an anal hook buried in her shapely ass, with a collar around her neck that's just loose enough that she needs to pull herself up with her arms and legs to get them to take her full weight.

She likely looks more like a prop or an art installation right now then a living breathing person… just the way Wai Chin likes it. Of course, her duty is NOT just to hang there and look pretty. If that were the play, then what sense would it make to have her under the table, hidden from both the sight of everyone else and his own? If he really wanted her to simply play the part of art installation, she'd be hanging from the ceiling above, something for all to admire but not touch.

But no, he didn't intend to reveal himself or his relationship with Evelynn any time soon. Tonight, her bondage and submission were playing a different, more crucial part. As she hangs there under the table, as Ahri sucks and slurps quite noisily at her brother's big fat cock, as he eats comfortably and the beautiful DJ at his side eats far more uncomfortably, clearly nervous, and out of her depth… Wai Chin decides that it's time.

It's the work of moments to draw Akali's attention. The mostly naked ninja is of course still masquerading as a server at tonight's party. Many have tried to get their hands on her, as is their right since every server her is a public submissive for the guests to have their way with… if they're quick enough. If any had actually managed to cut Akali off and speak to her directly, she technically could not have refused a direct order from then, given her disguise.

… Likely, if that HAD happened, Evelynn and Ahri would have had to work together to hide the ensuing body and keep anyone else from noticing the public murder that would have resulted. But Wai Chin had total trust in Akali, and so far, she had not failed him. Even now, helping to serve everyone food, the ninja-turned-server was too quick, too fast for any of the guests to actually get a word off to her, or even cop a feel as she moved by them.

It was as if she had a supernatural sense, which was exactly what it was, actually. She knew when someone's attention was on her, and quickly went about avoiding it, much as a ninja was trained to. However, with him it was different. With him, she wanted his attention, she awaited his instructions, she desired domination. So, the moment Wai Chin turns his attention towards Akali, Akali turns towards him.

He beckons her over, and she obeys, much to the disgruntled and dismayed guests who have been trying to pin down the speedy little ninja all night long, even before the dinner began. But now he's claimed her publicly, now she's his until he's done with her. When he commands Akali beneath the table, no one questions it. Obviously, he wants two beautiful submissive ladies to suck his cock. That's not that surprising, given the current atmosphere of the party, right?

Sona certainly grimaces a bit more, embarrassed to be seated next to a total pervert, perhaps. But that's okay, she'll learn soon enough that she has the wrong idea about him. Or rather, that it's the right idea, but that she wouldn't have it any other way. Because, when Akali gets under the table, she doesn't join Ahri… she moves to Evelynn. Wai Chin can't see what's happening of course, but he knows it all the same, as he's the only one to hear Evelynn's wanton moans as Akali begins to fuck her with a toy that she had on her person, ramming the dildo into Evelynn's unoccupied cunt, as it were.

In response to this 'signal', which was of course much more perverted then it had to be, Evelynn initiates her next part in the plan. Wai Chin smiles as his pet succubus releases an aphrodisiac into the air. It soon fills the space around the table, though much like many other things at this party, only Wai Chin can see it for what it is. It's presence, it's very existence is obfuscated from all others' sight. Especially and most importantly, it's obfuscated from Sona's view.

As the aphrodisiac fills the air, Wai Chin watches out of the corner of his eye as Sona inhales deeply without even realizing it, her nostrils filling with the delicious scent of Evelynn's produced aroma as they flare cutely. A moment later, and she begins to heat up. Her face goes red as her eyes flicker to him, and then to the table right in front of him, directly under which is Ahri, still sucking him off quite noisily and lewdly.

The gorgeous young woman, this beautiful DJ and extraordinarily skilled hacker… begins to squirm in her chair, whimpering a little as she places her hands very deliberately up on the table, both of them. She clutches at the edge of the table and grits her teeth, trying to rein herself in. Ah, but that just wouldn't do. Hiding his wicked grin behind a concerned smile, Wai Chin leans over… and places a hand on Sona's leg.

"Are you alright, Sona?"

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She didn't know what was coming over her. All she could think was that all of this was beginning to catch up with her. Slowly but surely, she'd began to become more and more used to the debauchery taking place around her, and n-now, in the absence of her shock, her disgust had faded to be replaced by c-curiosity and temptation.

And then there was the handsome man that she'd been sat to for this meal. Sona shivers as his voice reaches her ear, as his hand comes down on her leg. She almost instinctively spreads her legs apart at the touch, barely able to keep from doing so as she instead pushes her thighs together, trying to tamp down on the heat being generated between them.

She'd not been exactly thrilled with how forward and overly familiar the man she'd been sat beside had been when they'd all first sat down. Obviously, he was likely why she was here. After all, Sona wasn't stupid. Evelynn had offered to forgive her debt if she stuck this out, so obviously the other musician was using Sona in some way. The way the man had spoken about how he liked her music… it meant he knew who she was. It meant he could see through the illusory magic.

So yes, this was why she was here. To sit next to this man and likely e-entertain him before the night was up. And Sona had made peace with that, truth be told. She really had. Luckily, the man had a pet already who was attending to him within moments of them all sitting down at the table. Even if the lewd blowjob that the woman was giving was quite noisy, Sona took solace in that he was already occupied with another beauty, at least for the time.

But then he'd given her a glimpse of just how large his appetite truly was when he'd called that beautiful server over, even while his personal pet was still sucking him off beneath the table. The gorgeous server had immediately crawled under the table at his behest, though oddly enough to Sona's practiced ears, the melody of one girl sucking had not become two.

Though, she'd quickly been too distracted by her own arousal to think about such things. Now, now here she was with this man's hand on her leg and her name on his lips, and all she could think was that she didn't know what to do. Part of her wanted to just give in and begin masturbating right then and there, openly, in front of everyone. It's not like she'd be alone in the act. Even though it was currently the meal part of the evening, and there were nearly a dozen courses to get through, people were still mixing food with pleasure. Guests and servers alike were engaging in all sorts of debauched behavior.

But she wasn't like them. She wasn't here because she was rich or powerful and could get away with such things. A scandal might just sink her music career just as it was getting started, and all of that debt she was still trying to get out from under made her likely the poorest one here, even poorer then the servers, who she hoped were getting paid extraordinarily well for their work tonight.

In the end, she… she wasn't even really a guest, was she? Evelynn was paying her for this. The hostess had invited her here yes, but in a way, Sona had already had a leash around her neck before she'd stepped through the door. Mouth paradoxically wet and dry, Sona looks over at the man beside her, this man that Evelynn had brought her here for. He gives her a smile, and she nearly cums on the spot. He really is handsome, so absurdly handsome… perhaps this won't be as bad as it seems?

"You seem distressed, darling… shall I help you out a little?"

Blushing, Sona doesn't bother reaching for her bracelet. Instead, she communicates in a much more old fashioned manner… she nods, jerkily, blushing all the while. The man just smiles, and his fingers deftly move until he's sliding them up under her dress, along her actual flesh. Sona gasps mutely, no sound leaving her lips even as they part. She shivers as he dances his fingers up her inner thigh… and a moment later he's past her panties and playing with her pussy.

It feels good. Oh god does it feel good. Right off the bat, Sona sees stars. Except… it's not quite enough to send her over the edge, she notes. He plays with her, but he doesn't truly finger her. Not once does he actually penetrate her. She's so close, so close to cumming from his hand… but he doesn't seem to care all that much, doesn't seem to want to give her what she needs.

He's teasing her, edging her, playing with her. The realization hits Sona hard, but isn't quite the bucket of ice down her back that she really needs. Instead, she silently whimpers and looks at him with pleading eyes. He just grins back at her knowingly, and it's obvious that right now at least… she's not going to get any relief. He's having too much fun toying with her for now.

All Sona can do… is continue to bear with it.