Taming Two Warriors (Kindred Tales)

“What the Seven Hells is this for?” Vorn had asked, when she showed him the package the costume came in. “What’s a naughty schoolgirl, anyway?”

Jodi had explained that it was a common human fantasy, where the female dressed up as though she was still in school and the male played the instructor or teacher and punished her for supposed wrong doings.

“And how does he punish her?” Vorn had asked, interested in the strange but intriguing Earth fantasy.

“Well…” Jodi’s green eyes had gone smoky with lust. “Sometimes he frisks her—you know, touches her all over to be sure that she’s not hiding a copy of the test she’s not supposed to have. And then sometimes he pulls her over his knee and spanks her, because she’s been so bad.”

From the way her breathing had gotten short and the hot smell of her desire, Vorn had been able to tell this was a powerful fantasy for Jodi. So when she came out in the naughty schoolgirl outfit, he knew exactly what to do.

“Miss Erickson,” he growled, standing up from the loveseat and glaring at her. “Get over here right now.”

Jodi’s eyes widened but she was quick to catch on. Biting her lip and assuming the expression of someone who has been caught doing wrong, she came reluctantly over to him, her hands clasped behind her back, which pressed her full breasts out in front of her.

“Yes, Sir?” she asked, looking up at him hesitantly. “You, uh, wanted to see me?”

“I certainly did,” Vorn told her. “Some of the other students told me that you have a copy of tomorrow’s test—which you know is not allowed.”

“But I don’t!” Jodi protested. “I swear I don’t.”

Vorn shook his head.

“I’m afraid I can’t take your word on such a serious matter,” he told her. “I’m afraid I’m going to have to search you, Miss Erickson. It’s the only way to be sure you don’t have the test on you. Now, get up against the wall!”

He took her by the arm and led her roughly over to the nearest wall. Jodi moaned as he got her into a spread-eagle position with her hands braced against the wall and her legs far apart.

“All right, Mr. Vorn,” she said breathlessly, turning her face to look at him. “But…but remember that school policy is you can’t search me under my clothes—you can only feel on top of them.”

Vorn growled impatiently but he knew what she was doing—she was reminding him that there were limits to this kinky little game they were playing together—lines he couldn’t cross because she belonged to another male.

In that moment, all he wanted to do was take out his cock, press her little white panties to one side, enter her and Claim her. But he knew he couldn’t do it.

Instead, he leaned forward and took a double handful of her full breasts, loving the way he could feel her hard nipples through the thin, white material of her blouse.

“That’s all right, Miss Erickson,” he growled in her ear, knowing it would make her hot to feel helpless under him as he touched her and talked dirty to her. “I can search you without touching your bare nipples…” He tugged at her pink points through the white top, feeling her writhe under him. “Or your hot little pussy,” he went on, sliding one hand down to cup her tiny white lace panties. “Although I might have to search you very thoroughly through your clothes,” he told her as he rolled her left nipple with one hand and rubbed her panties with the other.

“Yes, Sir,” she moaned, pressing back against him so that her curvy ass rubbed against the aching ridge of his shaft. “I…I understand.”

“Good, then you’ll understand why I have to do this.”

Shifting his grip, Vorn pressed his middle finger against the thin lace of her panties, pressing the slippery fabric up into her swollen folds and rubbing the hot little button of her clit mercilessly.

“Gods, your pussy is so wet, baby,” he growled in her ear as he stroked her. “Wish I could put my fingers deep in your hot little slit and fill up your pussy and fuck you with them.”

As he had known it would, the dirty talk ramped her desire up another notch.

“Oh!” Jodi gasped bucking her hips against him. “Oh, God, Vorn! I’m so…so close!”

“Don’t you mean, Mr. Vorn?” he growled in her ear, still rubbing. He could make her come like this, he knew—she was right on the edge. But he wanted to try something else first—something Jodi had mentioned several times that he thought she might really want. “You know, that’s very disrespectful, calling me by my first name,” he told her, pulling his probing fingers out of her pussy. “I think it calls for a punishment.”

“A…a punishment?” Jodi’s eyes—almost drugged with lust—looked into his uncertainly.