She blushes furiously. “You can’t talk to me like that.”
“Of course I can.”
“What do you want?”
“Put the dog away in her basket, and I will give you a taste of what you’re craving so badly,” I promise her. “It’s been over a week since you had tears in your eyes from a good, hard fucking. Aiden was harsh to you for a bit, but he’s stopped that now and you need it back, don’t you?”
She blushes. And she puts the dog away in its basket. And she gets up and walks to me with her hips swaying with arousal.
“Aiden said you were going to forgive me,” she says softly when she reaches me.
“Aiden says a lot of things. Forgiveness is a nice-to-have, but it’s not a need-to-have. With you, the need is something else.”
There is anticipation sparkling in her eyes. She wants to feel a little bit of disciplinary anguish.
I am happy to bring it to her.
I take her to my bedroom, a place where we will not be disturbed, and I start to work out some of my frustrations on her deserving body. I strip her first, of course. She has no need for clothes with me, and I have all the need in the world to see her naked and reclaim her as my own. Aiden had far too much fun with her for far too long.
“Ow!” she cries out as I slap her ass hard, going up and down from the middle of her cheeks to the middle of her upper thighs. I know it’s a sensitive area, and I know it’s sore. I also know every time my palm lands on any of this delicate skin, she is bucking and wriggling and rubbing her pussy against me and wishing with all her heart and mind that I will fuck her.
“Does it hurt, baby?”
“Yes!” she cries out. “It hurts so much!”
“Good,” I purr. “I want your ass and thighs sore. I want you to ache. I want your naughty cunt to drip for me. I’m not going to fuck you unless you get soaked for me when I play with you.”
She lets out a guttural moan as I push her legs more apart. She’s still over my lap, but now she is very open to me, one of her legs off my lap entirely, exposing her pussy to my gaze. I love looking at her soft feminine core. It’s so delicate looking, and so sweet. It’s representative of the most vulnerable parts of her.
I spank her pussy.
Her yowl is delicious. My erection is throbbing against my fly, but I’m not going to let it out to play yet. I want to draw this moment out for her. I want to get her on edge and then keep her there until she begs for release.
“Be honest,” I growl. “Did you miss me like this? I’ve barely touched you, haven’t I, Ella? You’ve been denied proper handling for what you did, trying to get me picked up by your boss.”
She stiffens when I mention BP, and I immediately wish I hadn’t. I make a mental note not to speak about him anymore. I don’t want his energy with us. I don’t want her looking back mentally either. I want her with me in the here and now, in this room, being spanked and punished and pleasured once she properly surrenders.
“Don’t worry,” I tell her. “I don’t need to hear your response. I don’t need to hear anything other than you moaning for me as I start to play with this sweet pussy.”
I slide my fingers inside her, and as I do, I wonder if now is not the perfect time to truly put her through her paces. I could fuck her on my own, and that would be fine, but she needs more in order to feel like she has atoned. One cock won’t be enough to teach this woman a lesson.
I open the door and call my brothers into the room. They come, looking horny and intrigued.
“It’s time,” I tell them. “All three of us in all three of her holes. Teaching her the lesson, once and for all.”
They look at me, and then they look at her.
Ella is still on the bed, her pussy absolutely desperate for attention. She will be getting enough soon. Her expression is a delightful mix of guilt and desire. I do not know that she has ever been so attractive as she is in this moment. She wants to be punished, and she wants to be loved.
“Do you understand, Ella?” I turn to her.
She nods, a small, breathy motion.
“This is the final absolution. There will be no guilt after this, do you understand?”
We are going to punish her for something that was never truly her fault, and in doing so we are going to give her forgiveness. Ella needs it, and so do we. She nods again. She more than understands. She absolutely craves what is to come.
“What do you want us to do first?”
