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But I’m nothing if not sadistic, so I quickly pull my hand away, and she whines in regret.

“You’re taking to punishment just a little too well, aren’t you, brat?” I murmur in her ear, bringing my hand up to stroke her folds. “Now, tell me the truth: do you like pain or pleasure better?”

“I don’t… I don’t…”

I toy with her clit, and her pussy squeezes around nothing as I stroke her up and down. Curling her toes, she wriggles her ass in my face and grinds her cunt against my fingers. Her legs are stretched apart, giving me full access to her.

“What am I going to do with you, hmm, Lia?” I rasp. “You’re my insatiable darling, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Logan… yes… yes… fuck!”

I’ve withdrawn my hand and brought it down hard, smacking her pussy.

She lets out a startled yelp when I do it again.

“Logan! That hurts!”

“Shh, brat. You don’t want Dolores to hear, do you?”

She bites her tongue, but she needn’t have bothered: I can spot Dolores out of the corner of my eye, running around on the grass outside with Aurora. I know she’s well out of hearing. If she wasn’t, she’d hear the sound of my slaps against wet skin, which are much louder than Lia’s muffled whimpers.

“Ow! Asshole! Fuck!”

By now, I think I know my little brat well enough to realize she’s just trying to provoke me into spanking her even harder. I’m more than happy to give her what she wants, and by the time I’ve paused this punishment, her folds are puffy and just as red as her ass. She’s sagging against the mattress, her ass still sky high, moaning loudly.

“Have you had enough, baby? Want to show me what a good girl you can be for me now?”

“Ye-e-es, Logan…”

I settle between her legs, slipping my arms under her hips and holding her ass level to my mouth. Then I reward her with a long, wet lick over her swollen slit.

“Oh, Loga-a-an…”

I swirl my tongue around her folds, toying with her clit before diving into her pussy and tongue-fucking her. Her ass is quickly back to wriggling in my face, and I spread her cheeks, watching her little ring open and close as I pleasure her pussy. I pause to admire the view for a few moments, ignoring her whimpers of protest, before at last relenting and burying my face back in her pussy. I focus on her clit, rolling it in my mouth and sucking on it, until I feel her pussy clench, and her body shake with the beginnings of an orgasm. She whimpers even more loudly when I abruptly tear my mouth away, and lick a long stripe up her crack.

“Ow! Fuck! Logan! I was going to come!”

“Take it like a good girl, little ghost,” I mumble into her ass. I lick her again, torturing around her asshole with my tonguebefore dipping it inside.

“Logan! That feels so weird! I was coming!”

She keeps up her whining and her struggling as I attack her ass with my tongue, insisting on all the places that have her squirming in discomfort. Fuck, it’s fun being a sadist.

I only let up when I see that any sign of an orgasm have died down. Then I return to her pussy, and it takes a surprisingly short time for her to start climbing toward another orgasm.

I don’t let her come, though. I have a lot of fun edging her, alternating between fucking her pussy and her ass with my tongue. By the time I’ve decided she’s had enough, she’s lying limply in my lap, keeping up a nonstop string of curse words and whimpers, her clit more swollen than I’ve ever seen it.

“What would your daddy say if he heard what a foul mouth you have?” I tease her.

“Asshole.”

I lightly bite her clit, and she squeals.

“I guess you don’t want to come after all, huh? Too bad. I was just going to let you.”

“Logan! I do! I’m sorry! I won’t call you that ever again! I promise!”

“Call me what?”