“You brought it on yourself,” Evston said mildly. “Why don’t you ever quit when you’ve gained ground? Every bit of freedom you get inspires you to steal more.”
Brande glanced at the door and then at the drapes where there were windows. A successful escape was unlikely, but she was tempted.
“I dare you to try, baby girl,” Rocurt said.
She flushed and raised her chin. She would not give him the satisfaction of chasing and catching her.
“I have been through a great deal of late. I think you should be lenient,” she said.
“I’ve suffered a great loss from fire said the match,” Rocurt said.
Evston smirked.
She folded her arms across her chest. “Then do what you will. In your twisted hearts, you’ve been waiting for the chance.”
The commander’s expression turned thunderous.
“That’s enough, pet,” Evston said.
She shivered at his use of the word pet. He had not called her that in a very long time. Deep down, she’d missed it.
“Do you want to deal with her alone?” Rocurt asked.
“No. Her actions affected both of us and arguably put the entire realm at risk. We each took an oath. We should deal with her together.”
Rocurt sat in a chair. “Come here.”
She shook her head, her nerve quickly evaporating. He rose and strode over her.
“Take that dress off,” Rocurt said.
“The harder you resist, the greater the consequences,” Evston said. “Be smart.”
“No. If you want me naked, you’ll have to strip me by force.”
Rocurt gave her a bemused look. “You say that like we won’t enjoy doing it. Do you remember who you’re dealing with?”
Her breath came and went in shorter sips until he jerked her around and pulled on the two sides of the dress, popping and breaking all the fastening hooks. He yanked the dress down, and it slithered to the floor. Her belly muscles clenched, and her pussy throbbed.
Don’t!she wanted to yell at herself.Do not get turned on by the things they do!
Then he shoved her undergarments down and lifted her out of the puddle of fabric.
“The most defiant little girl I’ve ever met,” Rocurt murmured in his deep voice. “That’s all right. Daddy’s got a cure for bad behavior.”
He flung her over his thighs and when she tried to escape, he used a leg to pin her in position. The first slaps barely stung, but were quickly replaced by heavy swats.
“A good long warmup with your hand. Then twenty licks of my belt,” Evston said.
“No,” she said, struggling to raise her chest. Rocurt’s free hand gripped the back of her neck and forced her head down.
Soon the heat and pain were overwhelming. She gasped for breath and clenched her buttocks.
“That should do it,” Rocurt said, picking her up. He draped her over the flat of the desk and held her wrists.
“Up on your toes, pet,” Evston said.
“I can’t.”
