“Yes, Sir,” she said softly.
I took her again, rougher this time. I continued to praise her, to tell her she was perfect as she gagged on me. “There you go, sweetheart.”
Her eyes brimmed with tears as she fought the urge to come back up for air. At the three second mark, my cock filling her throat to the hilt, I finally released her.
I pushed her down on her back and reached for a dildo from the spread of toys. As soon as I pressed the crown in, Nova gasped, her eyes rolling back from pleasure.
“What do we say?”
“Thank you, Wes.”
Her voice shook as I violently fucked her with the toy until she was screaming, begging to come.
“Nope. Did you already forget you’re being punished? Silly girl.” I pulled the dildo back out of her as she cried out in protest.
I laughed.
“The next three infractions involved excessive and unwarranted brattiness.”
“Define excessive, please,” Nova said, gasping for air. “And also unwarranted.”
I suppressed another laugh. I slapped her inner thigh. She yelped.
“Additionally, I am growing weary of the excuseI was shot with a gun.And I frankly don’t see how that’s relevant to a skipped meal or lack of adequate water intake.”
She smirked. “You’re sooo obsessed with me.”
When I reached for a cane, Nova shut up immediately, her eyes flashing genuine fear. “I’m sorry,” she blurted.
I chuckled. “A little too late for that.” I knelt beside her. “Would you prefer to be caned on your thighs or feet?”
Her mouth fell open. “Myfeet?” she gasped. “What in the Medieval torture?”
“Is that your final answer?”
“No!” she squealed as I grabbed one of her feet. “That was a question, not an answer. I choose thighs.”
My sadist urge was to cane her feet anyway, but itwasChristmas, so I went easy on her.
By the end, Nova had stopped squirming, andbratwas no longer in her vocabulary. At least for the next hour or so.
“Look at these pretty red lines,” I cooed, stroking her thighs.
She let out a shaky breath from the sting, staring up at me with those entrancing, docile eyes of hers.
“Spread your legs, baby,” I instructed.
I hovered over her, briefly kissing her lips, her neck, her breasts, all the way down to the apex of her thighs.
“I can’t get enough of you, Nova,” I whispered, my mouth inches from her addictive pussy. “I will never be able to get enough.”
I devoured her, drinking up every moan and tremble of her legs. I sucked her clit, explored every inch of her with my tongue as she melted into the carpet beneath her.
“Come, baby,” I said. “Now.”
It only took ten more seconds of sucking on her sensitive flesh, creating a pulsing sensation, for her to unravel completely. She made such beautiful sounds when she came on my tongue.It made it hard to stop, even when her hips bucked and she protested the sudden intensity.
“Be a good girl and take what I give you with gratitude.”
