Yep. She was losing her mind.
“I don’t need a doctor. Unless it’s someone who can tell me why I’m losing my mind.”
And as she spoke she was aware that Kellan’s cock was growing thicker and now brushing up against her.
Her breathing grew faster.
“Oh, so not only did you disobey me by getting out of bed, but you also lied to us,” Eli said.
Uh-oh.
“I really feel well enough to finish showering on my own,” she said in a high-pitched voice. “I don’t need any help.”
“Hmm, you don’t? Well, if you’re well enough to shower alone then I guess you’re also well enough to be punished, what do you think, Kellan?”
Kellan stared down at her for a long moment. He wasn’t going to let her be punished, was he?
“I’m not sure,” Kellan said. “She’s still pale. Maybe some of her punishment now and some later.”
“Later? I don’t want to wait until later!” she cried.
“Ahh, so you do want it all now,” Eli said. “I think we should punish her now or she’s going to keep thinking that she can get away with disobeying us.”
Kellan nodded. “That’s a good point.”
“No, wait, I don’t want to be punished at all!”
“You don’t want to be punished or you don’t feel well enough to be?” Eli asked. “Because we will postpone this if your head hurts or if you feel dizzy or tired.”
“And you need to tell us the truth,” Kellan added. “We have to start as we mean to go on. Telling the truth.”
Guilt filled her.
“And if being spanked as punishment is a hard limit, you need to tell us that too,” Eli added. “No judgment. No repercussions.”
Okay, she had reached crunch time. And they were right. She had to tell the truth. Anything else wasn’t acceptable.
These guys would never harm her. They had proven that time and again.
And she couldn’t rule spanking out since she’d never experienced it. Maybe she’d hate it.
Maybe she wouldn’t.
“It’s not a hard limit. Yet. I reserve the right to change my mind if I don’t like it.”
“Well, you’re not meant to like it too much,” Kellan murmured. “It’s punishment, after all.”
“Hmm, if she does, we’ll have to throw in some orgasm denial,” Eli said. “That would likely work.”
Orgasm denial? What the heck was that?
Actually, it sounded like she didn’t really want to know. And maybe she’d be better off with just the spanking.
“Face the wall and put your hands on it, then bend down slightly, sticking your ass out,” Eli ordered.
Wait.
What?
