Page 52 of His Caged Princess


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She didn’t move.

“If you don’t come here, I’ll come get you, so I can lie still while you get to know me.”

That drew a small smile to her lips. He was always formidable, but especially in this setting. Still, she’d never heard of him being brutal or cruel with civilians. She crept closer and finally sat on the cushion.

“Ev and I have shared a lot of pets over the years,” he said, speaking low and even. “If we ever share you, it’ll be fine afterward between all of us because we’ll make sure it is.”

“I don’t understand how it could be. And also... I couldn’t take more than one of you doing things to me in one night. I just couldn’t. I-I’m not strong enough.”

“Give me your hand,” he said.

She stretched her hand out.

He put her palm against his lips and kissed it, then he put it on his stubbled jaw, rubbing it against him. There was something intimate and almost affectionate about the movement.

“There’s never more pain for the pet when we play together. It’s less because there’s more sex. And together, we’re more measured. One can stand back and gauge things. Also, even though I can be rough, I don’t need to be rough with you.Ever. I have a kitten who likes for me to use her roughly. I don’t need you for that.”

“What do you need me for?”

“Nothing.”

“So do you want the three of us to be together?”

“You’re an incredibly beautiful girl. Of course, I’d love the chance to share you some night. But it would also be all right if that never happened.”

After a beat, she said, “Your hands are huge. How big is the rest of you?”

He laughed, and tugged her hand down. She closed her fingers around his cock.

“Just as I thought. Enormous.”

He chuckled again, closing his hand over hers and using her to stroke his cock several times. Then he pushed her hand gently away.

“Give me a kiss here,” he said, touching his jaw.

She leaned forward and kissed him very lightly.

“Goodnight,” he said, getting up.

“Goodnight, Rocurt.”

* * *

“Go easier,” Rocurtsaid from the doorway.

“What?” Evston said groggily.

“In the past five days, you’ve disciplined her twice with spankings and locked her twice in the pet chamber. That’s a lot of punishment.”

“Not for a new pet.”

“For this one it is, since you didn’t buy her as a pet.” He paused. “The girl’s afraid she’ll be punished and used harder than she can stand.”

“Is that what she said?”

“More or less, yes.”

“She’s drenched when I finish spanking her.”