Tok squeezed his cock through his skin pants. He did not want to come. Or actually he did. Inside her innocent little pussy. He concentrated, trying to hold the lust at bay.
Roll stroked her back and whispered comforting words.
“You can take the gag out,” Linc said, smoothing lotion onto the girl’s scalded buttocks so that the globes looked like ruby fruit.
Tok wanted to get his hands on those hot globes. He wanted to squeeze them while she whimpered and writhed. He wanted to separate them, to expose her little star of an anus. He would fuck that pretty little hole too when she’d been stretched and trained to receive a cock in her tight ass.
Tok put a hand on Roll’s shoulder. “Don’t pet her too much. This is punishment that she earned.”
When the gag was removed, her noisy sobs faded into almost silent crying.
“One for each month,” Tok said, pushing Linc aside. Tok patted each buttock, which were still a deep red. The crop would hurt a lot. He steeled himself against hesitation. The girl and her sister had almost cost Larsinc his life.
He swung the crop with medium force. It snapped against her flesh. She shrieked as a fiery line rose.
“That’s one,” he said evenly. Then he laid them down steadily until he reached six. Her screams had reached a crescendo. He held out the crop to Linc, but the warrior shook his head.
“Finish! Please!” she begged.
Tok swung the crop, letting it land low on her buttocks, right where they joined her thighs. She shrieked out a curse, then dissolved into tears.
Tok slipped a hand down and stroked her wet pussy, rubbing moisture over her clit before he began to rub it.
* * *
“No, don’t!” Zawri raspedas the wretched hunter served up fresh humiliation by tracing his fingers over her warm sex. “Stop,” she begged.
“Hush, girl,” Roll said in a soothing voice.
“How is she?” Wex asked.
“Drenched,” Tok said.
Her dangling legs shook uncontrollably as he teased her. The clenching in her pelvis hadn’t stopped. Her flower was dew-covered and ready to be plucked.
“Oh,” she groaned softly.
“Come and cool her welts.”
“No,” she whimpered, not even sure what that meant. She only knew that the desperate longing was making the heat in her bottom intensify.
The flat of Wex’s tongue licked her ass. She shrieked at the rough texture being dragged over the crop’s marks, but then the air did cool her burning flesh.
“I’d love to suck on this,” Wex said, squeezing her buttock slowly.
“Please, Tok. Please,” she whimpered.
“Please what?” he asked, still grinding his fingers over that most exquisitely sensitive spot.
“I need... more.”
The feel of the hot smooth head of his cock against the barrier to her pussy made her arch her back, raising her bottom.
He gripped her hips and drove into her. The sharp pain receded quickly, replaced by a fullness she desperately needed. Wex and Roll both groaned with lust and moved closer.
“All the way inside on the first thrust,” Roll marveled.
“Must be nice and wet,” Wex said, his voice thick with lust.
