“Good girl.”
Her pert ass bounced with the next blows, which were followed by several swishes of a flogger. She gripped the bench and cursed softly at the stings that she knew were leaving fiery marks on her already red posterior.
She panted, with tears stinging her eyes, and pleaded for a rest. He set the flogger aside, but resumed spanking her with a slow and steady pace that painted her entire backside in flames. As had always happened, the pain began to blur and cause desperate lust.
She eased her knees farther apart and circled her hips.
“That’s it,” Rocurt said approvingly as he stroked his cock. “Roasting that pretty ass does a lot of good.”
She shook her head, but her arousal was evident in the moisture coating her lower lips and the tight pebbles of her nipples.
Rocurt went down on one knee near her face. “Don’t shake your head at me, little girl. Did you deserve to be punished?”
She nodded. Then the flogger lit her up with stinging pain, and she twisted and shrieked.
“Please. Yes, I’ll try to be better!”
A few more lashes made her cry out. Finally Evston set it aside, rubbing the tenderest marks. Then he ran his tongue over them, causing her to gasp and shiver. The cool caress felt delicious against her desperately sore flesh.
He bent forward and licked between her lips and probed inside her pussy. She moaned and writhed.
“I think my little kitten’s curious how you taste. Should we let her see?” Rocurt asked.
When she didn’t answer, Evston said, “Crawl over here, pet.”
Brandese squeezed her eyes closed, her heart thundering, but she made no protest. A moment later a soft mouth nibbled on her bottom and then in a wicked kiss, sucked cream from her pussy. Brande moaned.
Rocurt stood. “Deeper.”
Sweet fingers opened her, and a clever tongue stroked her clit before dipping inside.
Brande writhed and spread her legs.
A moment later cool oil drizzled into her crease and strong fingers anointed her ring and then breached it.
“Oh, dead realms. Please!” The tension rose, and she circled her hips.
“Good girl, pet. That’s enough,” Evston said, pulling the sucking mouth away from Brande. “Kneel on the cushion. It’s time for our headstrong little pet to get another kind of lesson.”
Brande opened her eyes, darting her gaze for a moment to Melsint who knelt prettily on the cushion with her shoulders back and full breasts jutting out. The girl licked her lips and blushed, looking away when she realized Brandese was watching her.
There wasn’t time though for any unspoken communication to pass between them because Evston pulled her up and off the bench and led her to one end of the room.
Cuffs hung from chains hooked to ceiling beams, and he secured her arms overhead. She tugged against the chains, glancing up at the heavy metal bolts.
“It wasn’t necessary,” she whispered.
“So far, no. You’ve been well behaved. It’s time for you to have a taste of more.”
Her heart banged against her ribs. Melsint scooted her cushion a little closer.
“Yes, kitten. Over here,” Rocurt said, pointing to a spot that was only a few feet away.
Brandese felt she should protest, but she couldn’t find the words.
Rocurt was rubbing thick lubricant on his cock, which made her belly clench and her pussy ache. What were they planning?
Evston gripped her sore buttocks and lifted her. Rocurt’s hand on her side guided her back to his body. The head of his cock rubbed against her ring and then Evston lowered her suddenly, impaling her on the thick cock.
