Before Monty had officially becomes his Companion, the playroom had seen a lot more use. There was something about the space that put him into the perfect mindset of dominance and command, and the easy access to toys and furniture had formed a significant part of his interactions with his previous Companions, both long and short term. But with Monty, it was so easy, so natural, to slip into that character, and something about them was just undeniably inspiring. They were so sweetly submissive, with a wide, deep streak of masochism that seemed perfectly matched to bring out the sadist within him - it seemed impossible, sometimes, exactly how well they seemed to complement each other's inclinations, Monty eagerly allowing - and even suggesting - Justin to take extreme liberties with them, escalating higher and farther with the passage of time, as they grew more and more comfortable in their own skin.

The door to the playroom closes behind him with a nearly inaudible click that nevertheless sounds portentous, Justin's heartbeat picking up and shifting him into the Dominant mindset.

"Present yourself properly, Monty," he orders, voice soft but undeniably commanding. "Let me see your pussy."