Her master stepping closer to her, drawing the leash tighter around her neck, tore her from her thoughts. She gasped and looked up into his eyes that seemed to be boring into her very core.
The hint of a snarl curled one corner of his lip. He hooked a long finger under the cloth she wore at her chest. With a sharp yank, he tore that away. His eyes fell to her chest as her breasts came tumbling out.
Royla’s eyes fell, too. She stared in wonder at the way her nipples had stiffened into two pointy buds of flesh. Her sex felt sticky and hot again. A shudder of excitement raced down her back at the way he was staring at her.
“Spread your legs.” The order was gruff and abrupt but left no room for appeal.
Royla shuffled a foot to one side, stepping wider until her feet were an arm’s length apart. It was a lewd position that exposed her soft place, but she knew failure to obey would only end in another correction.
His hand dropped the end of the rope. It swept up between her thighs and settled against her sex.
Royla gasped at the burst of pleasure that rushed up her back at his touch. Startled, she looked up and into his eyes.
He looked at her with his head tilted to one side, his eyes still searching for something. “You obey well when you want to,” he said. “Good pets who obey get rewarded.”
Royla had no idea what he meant. Until his finger slid to the front of her dripping slit. He pressed the tip of it harder against her. She sucked in a breath as pleasure lanced up her spine. “Oh, Gods...” she whimpered, unable to control herself.
He tilted his head in the other direction. “Your Gods will not help you here,” he said. “Here you are mine. My vessel. My pet. You will do as I say. Do you understand?”
His finger had begun a slow circle around a very sensitive spot. He was twisting and kneading it, each sweep around the place sending tendrils of pleasure crawling through herwhole body.
It caused her to arch her back and throw her head back, exposing her neck as she moaned. “Oh, Gods, yes!”
An instant later his palm landed on her backside in a sharp smack, tearing her from the building ecstasy. Her eyes popped open and she gasped as the pain laced together with the pleasure he’d just ignited inside her.
“Yes, Master,” he corrected. Two more hard spanks landed on her rear.
“Yes, Master!” she called out, her voice trembling.
This seemed to appease him. He placed his hand between her legs, his finger against the spot and began twisting it again.
Royla became quickly consumed by the desire that flamed through her. Her legs shaking from the awkward position, she swayed back and forth, grinding her hungry sex against his fingers.
Two short smacks connected with her rear again. More pain shot through her, sharpening the ache in her sex.
“Stay still,” he growled.
It took every ounce of her will to quiet her body and stay perfectly still. As his fingers explored her softness, moan after agonized moan came bubbling up from inside her, muffled by her closed lips. The pressure that began to build in her insides consumed her until she was on the brink of something... explosive.
His finger pulled away from the sensitive spot. He slipped it into her tender hole, the muscled digit gliding against her tight walls.
Royla shuddered. The pressure ebbed, ever so slightly. That brought no relief. Now she craved his touch again, prayed that he would find the spot andrub.
She shuddered and groaned as he did.
He leaned closer. So close that she could feel his breath on her cheek. “Now,” he whispered. “Release.” With that, he twisted the tender bud.
Pleasure erupted inside her, a hot and liquid bolt of itshot up her back. Her toes curled. She threw her head back, a scream bursting from her mouth as she succumbed to her lust.
It tugged and pulled at her. Royla felt as if she’d left herself, left the hot tightness of her flesh and was soaring high above the trees. When she began to fall, more moans came tumbling from her. Her knees buckled, and she fell to the ground on all fours.
Master towered above her, glaring down.
Royla wondered if she would be punished for breaking her pose. There was nothing she could do about it now. She looked up at him, begging for mercy with her eyes even as fresh excitement washed over her at the prospect of another correction.
He dropped to one knee and picked up the end of the makeshift leash. His palm fell against her bottom in a sharp smack.
Royla hissed as she sucked in a breath. Yet her pussy clenched as a lusty fire flickered to life inside her again.
