He grabbed her hands. “I know you are, but you still have to learn your lesson, sweetheart. How many licks should I give you?”
“One, Master. Please. Just one.”
He grinned. It was clear to him that she would hardly be satisfied with a single slap to her ass. She was trying to negotiate her punishment down by trying to sound innocent and contrite. A ploy? Most definitely.
“It’s going to be more than one, sub. That’s for sure. Three?”
She was so sexy standing naked in her high heels in front of him with a pleading look on her face.
“Not three, Sylas. She needs five from you and five from me.”
“I agree, bro.” He pulled her on top of his lap, face down, stretching her out on the sofa. He caressed her ass and could feel her trembles. His cock hardened. “First one, sub. Here it comes. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Master.”
With lightning speed, he slapped the center of her curvy backside.
She moaned, which spurred him on.
Another slap to her soft ass landed on her right cheek. He reached under her and caressed her pussy, which was already dampening. Feeling her wetness on his fingers caused fire to pulse in his veins.
“How many more from my hand is left for you, sub?”
“Three more, Master,” she answered with quivers in her voice.
“That’s right.” He slapped her left cheek and marveled at the pink color that was popping up on her ass. He spanked her two more times, and was rewarded with her moans. He felt her pussy, which was drenched with her cream. It took every bit of self-control inside him to keep from taking her right then and right there.
“Nic, your turn to paint our sub’s ass pink.” He lifted her off the couch, coming to his feet.
She wrapped her hands around his neck and leaned her head into his chest.
Nic took the same position he had on the couch, and he lowered Ashley down onto Nic’s lap.
Watching Nic spank her drove him wild. There was no jealousy inside him, only awe and desire. Nic’s slaps came faster than his, one right after the other. The sound made from the collisions of his hand to her ass echoed in the room.
“Let’s take our pretty little sub to the bedroom, Sylas.” Nic rose from the sofa with their sub in his arms.
“Agreed.” Sylas picked up the satchel and followed them.
Nic placed her in the center of the bed and kissed her on the forehead.
Ashley still wore her stilettos, which Sylas found incredibly sexy.
Her entire body was flushed with desire. She stared at both of them with longing in her eyes.
He and Nic stripped out of their clothes. Freeing his cock and balls from his jeans and underwear didn’t give him any relief but only made him even hungrier for her. He pulled out the two sets of handcuffs they’d brought and tossed one set to Nic.
As they’d planned before the dinner, they each took one of her hands and attached it to the headboard of her bed, stretching her arms wide apart.
As Nic brought out the vibrator from the satchel, he slipped the blindfold over her eyes.
“Look at our sub, Nic. Have you ever seen anyone more beautiful in your life?”
“Never.” Nic flipped the vibrator’s switch. It began to hum and Ashley began to squirm.
He smiled. Anticipation. “You know what is causing that sound, sweetheart?”
“Yes, Master. A vibrator.” Her breathing was labored.