"It's all right, pretty girl," he murmurs as I sob into his chest.
"Just ten more.You can do this," he adds with that voice of his, and I actually nod, like an imbecile.I don't even protest when he gently lays me down across his muscular thighs—he's lulled me that much.
Masen spanks me with such reverence that I thank him while tears pour down my face and my nose is running, and I'm thanking him as he heats my skin with such stinging force from his palm.
How did he do this to me?
But then it's Cedar's turn, and I thought he was going to force me across his lap, like Samuel and Masen.
No, Cedar makes me face him, straddling his thigh.
With his arm around my waist, holding me in place, he forces me to look at him as he delivers five raw and savage spanks to my butt.
Every smack sends me forward, closer to him.But more than that, every smack makes the friction of his thigh on my clit, the rough fabric of his jeans against my clit, send me into the stratosphere.I nearly bite my tongue off in a bid not to come.
When he's done, he sets me aside.Spanked and shamed, I turn even redder when Samuel lowers himself in front of me, holding my pajama bottoms.
I have to clutch his shoulder as I step into them.He can see my pussy, the wetness seeping from me like a stream.
Chapter Six
––––––––
Coral
––––––––
With their handprintson my ass, I make their breakfast.Oats, toast, and eggs.I'm not a cook.I can't even boil water.And that's perfect for right now.
The toast is burnt to a crisp.The eggs stick to the pan so they get whatever ribbons I can scrape out, and the oats turn out into nice little rocks.
Before they can say anything, I smile sweetly.
Oh, if they thought I was a brat before, they had no idea that I'm actually a super brat.Next time I plan to poison their food.That'll learn them, as the lingo goes.
What are they going to do, spank me again?Bring it, I say.
