My horns harden at her tone: honey and silk, but just enough sass to drive me mad. “Wait.” I hold up my hand and strip my garments. “Mirelle, you can suck my cock in between sessions with the strap.”
“Excellent plan.” Lanz slaps the belt into his hand again, and she jumps. “Training and punishment at the same time. We are multi-taskers, after all.”
I sit on the soft surface, lean back on my elbows, and spread my thighs. “Come forward, little warrior.” I nod at her. “And get to work, please.”
She licks her lips and crawls to me, and I groan at the sight. When her soft pink lips close around my malehood, I close my eyes and suck in my breath because it feels so vecking amazing.
I let her suck for a long time, until she’s panting and I can feel her lips trembling around my iron cock. Then I reluctantly reach down and pull her head from my body. “Good. Now a little dose of the strap to keep you eager. Bend over and stretch out your arms.”
She does it without comment, her immediate compliance making me even harder.
Lanz comes up beside her and puts a hand onto her shoulder. “Don’t move,” he warns, then straps her across the buttocks with the leather, leaving a gorgeous red stripe.
She makes a little sound, but to her credit, doesn’t flinch or try to move away.
“I’m going to give you a good dozen.” Lanz brings the strap down hard and she whimpers. “Then you’ll suck my cock for a while and Domm will whip you.” He straps her again, and this time she tenses up, lifts up one foot. Puts it down. Grabs the covers with her fists.
“And then, if we both agree that you've been obedient, we’ll let you come.”
“Oh, please, I’ll be good. Ah.” The last part comes as he whips her again with the leather, harder.
“That’s what you say every time. I want to ensure that you finally mean it.”
“Ow,” she whispers, lifting her other foot as he brings the strap down again and again. She grinds her hips into the cover, trying to stimulate her clit, and I put my hand on her back.
“No. Not yet. First you’ll feel the burn before you get the pleasure.”
“Not fair,” she whines.
“Oh, is that so?” I bend over and bite her neck, enjoying the way she’s shifting her hips, trying to alleviate the burn, as if moving her ass in the air will help cool the hot skin. “You see, I think it’s entirely fair to punish a mate when she’s been unruly.” I kiss her where I bit, then retract and nod to Domm.
He straps her again and she cries out in surprise. “Ouch.”
But she doesn’t reach back or move; we’ve trained her well. By the time she’s taken the entire twelve, her ass is nicely striped with marks and she’s panting.
“I can smell your pussy, Mirelle.” I reach down between her thighs and she spreads them eagerly to allow me access. “You can complain all you want, but all three of us know how much you need this.”
“I need that,” she breathes, pushing into my fingers. “Please, please.”
“Oh, beautiful, you’ve got a distance to go before we even contemplate letting you come,” I chastise her, slapping her ass. “Get on your knees again, because it’s time to pleasure Lanz.”
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??Yes, Master.” When she gets up, her eyes are already glazed with need. Before I let her get down into a submissive position, I pull her to me and close my lips around her plump nipple. She cries out as I suck and tease with my tongue, and then she’s straddling my thigh, riding me, moaning as she pushes her dripping pussy against my flesh. “Oh,” she gasps. She tosses her head back, closing her eyes, an expression of bliss on her face. I almost let her come, just because the way she looks at her pinnacle is a vecking rush. But it’s fun to make her wait.
I bite her nipple and lift her off my body. “Not yet.”
Lanz steps forward and takes my place on the bed. He hands me a pair of shiny silver clips. “Dr. Daneth said these are good for the human nipples. First they punish, then they help provide pleasure.”
“That sounds perfect. Hands at your sides.” I turn to Mirelle and wait for her to obey.
She licks her lips, eyes wide. “What…”
“Little clamps.” I open one, close it; it’s spring loaded and can be made to bite tighter. “I think we’ll set it to a good hold. If it hurts, you just think about how important it is to communicate with us at all times.”
“I already do. Ouch.” She winces as I apply one of them. Then the other. “Ow.” She shifts, lifts up her hands, puts them down.
I close my mouth around one of the nipples and lick all around the clamp. She writhes in my grasp, making alternate gasps of pleasure and pain as I tease her and pull at the devices with my mouth. When I touch her thighs, they’re already wet with her desire.