BabySub looked on, watching the ceremony, seeing her slave and sub sisters being used. Used... that was such a nice word. Biting her lip, she continued to watch, ever watchful, always remembering that Lord Mobius was at her side. She wanted to please him. She wanted so desperately to be of use, to please him and everyone else. She loved her Dom, he was amazing, but while in the dungeon, she loved her dungeon family too.

The collar she wore was restrictive and sort of uncomfortable, but she loved it all the same. Unable to look, she felt the cuffs on her wrists and ankles, and shivered with pleasure. It would be so easy to restrain her with those, to have her held in position while used... hearing Lord Mobius shift position slightly, she was reminded of his words, of her pleasuring him, and thought about it. The posture collar meant it would be easier to deep throat Lord Mobius, her neck positioned the way it was. The only way to pleasure him however, would be to position herself in such a way that her neck allowed... and that meant showing herself to anyone who looked. The thought thrilled her, excited and aroused her..