“So I hear. What did you use?”
“A pretty boy from the village,” she said saucily.
Rocurt scowled. “And what was his name?” Rocurt demanded.
“She’s lying.”
“I don’t care for the mouth on her at the moment.”
“Too empty?” she challenged.
“As a matter of fact, yes,” Rocurt said, then looked at Evston. “You’ll deal with this?”
He nodded.
“How? By mounting me on a statue?” she snapped in a voice that was much too loud for the enclosed space.
Rocurt’s gaze slid to Evston.
“Stop the carriage.”
The transport lurched to a stop, and Evston hopped down.
“What are you doing?” she demanded. “No!” she shrieked as Rocurt lifted her and handed her down to him.
He carried her into the wooded area, pushed her over a fallen log, and jerked her pants down.
“Wait! Not like this,” she begged.
“Yes, exactly like this,” he said, peppering her pretty ass with hard spanks.
She began to cry almost immediately. He knew she was frustrated and overwhelmed. She’d taken desperate action, and it had backfired.
She squirmed and clenched. He went on spanking her until her bottom was bright red. His cock stiffened and throbbed at the sight of the well chastened beauty. He laid a hand on her flaming globe, soaking in the heat of her flesh.
Her noisy sobs faded, and she adjusted her position, opening her legs slightly wider. Hunger and lust pounded harder in his cock.
He admired her rebellions, but reining in the wild princess was his responsibility and the dark part of his soul would enjoy it. From the way she’d come up on her pretty toes, it was clear that being disciplined by his firm hand aroused her too.
He slipped a hand between her thighs and found her slippery and ready. He rubbed her clit for a several moments until she began to press her hips back and forth and strain toward his hand.
“That’s it,” he murmured.
“Well?” she said in a raspy voice. “Will you prove you’re husband material? Or are you only good at spanking and teasing a girl?”
He shook his head at the churlish challenge. She apparently wanted and needed him to exert more control over her. He wasn’t sorry to hear it because she was a luscious offering.
His gaze settled on her, taking in the curve of her spine, the bright blush of her smooth ass, and the way her beautiful young body was draped over the dark bark. His desire snaked through him like a serpent. He gripped her buttocks and pulled them apart, exposing her pretty pink holes.
She drew in a sharp breath and moved restlessly.
“Spread your legs and lower your shoulders,” he said. When she didn’t immediately obey, he slapped her left cheek with stinging force. She whimpered and shifted position, making herself more open and ready to receive him.
Lust burned through him till it was a bright, unending need. He took out his cock and pressed the head between her soft, inviting lips.
“Please.” Her voice was ragged and soft.
He held her hip in one hand and plunged forward, driving into her sweet heat.
