His Human Vessel (Zandian Masters 5) - Page 25
She lost her breath from the flurry of hard spanks. If she’d thought his hand was worse than the leather paddle, she now knew wood was the worst.
“What difference does it make to you?”
“None,” she mumbled. He was right. It made no difference—not when she had zero choice about what he was doing. And she’d never been informed about her medications back at the fertility farm. “I was a brat! I’m sorry.”
To her surprise, Daneth stopped spanking her and chuckled. He ran his large hand over her twitching buttocks, soothing away the throbbing sting. “It’s hard to stay angry with you, pretty girl.” His hand stroked down the outside of one of her thighs and came up on the inside. “When you’re so vecking adorable.”
She sucked in her breath when his fingers arrived at her core.
“When you’re wet for your master.”
She spread her legs.
“Do you want your master’s cock?” He pinned her clit between his knuckles, capturing the little nubbin of pleasure and holding it prisoner.
“Y-yes, please.” The words rasped from her throat.
“Where do you want it?” He squeezed it, making her writhe, sweat breaking out all over her body.
“There,” she moaned. “My pussy.”
“No.” He gave her pussy a slap. “Your pussy doesn’t deserve my cock.” To her dismay, he abandoned her clit and coasted back, bypassing the entrance to her pussy and rubbing the pad of his finger over her anus.
“No,” she groaned. “Not there.” Despite her background as a breeder and her training for sex, she was an anal virgin. And the idea of taking Daneth’s huge purple cock back there made her thighs go weak.
Daneth’s hand disappeared and returned to her vaginal opening with some kind of probe. He inserted it without any kind of preparation. Not that she needed it. Her pussy dripped with moisture, pulsing with flashes of white-hot desire.
The probe whirred to life, setting up a vibration that stirred her entire pelvis.
She bit the coverlet and moaned, pussy clenching down on the device.
“Where do you want my cock, Bayla?”
Oh stars. Was he really still asking? He wanted to take her ass.
One part of her rejected that notion thoroughly. The other part moaned. Out loud.
Daneth rubbed something cool and liquid over her anus—a lubricant. Something pressed at her back entrance. Not his finger—another probe.
She squeezed her anus and her butt cheeks, but Daneth began pumping the vibrator inside her pussy, touching it to her G-spot on her inner wall.
She cried out, fingers splaying to take fistfuls of fabric, back arching to offer her ass up to him.
He pressed the hard, rounded tip of the plug against her anus, insisting.
Against her will, the ring of muscle relaxed, and he slid the plug inside.
This time, the moan that came from her mouth sounded more like a feral animal than human.
“Where do you take my cock when you’ve been naughty, Bayla?”
Her sphincter stretched and relaxed as he pumped the plug, and she found the sensation far more pleasurable than she could have imagined. “Oh stars, Master. Please.”
“Please what, Bayla? Please veck your ass?”
“P—please” she panted, not sure what she begging for. “Please veck my ass, Master.” She must be out of her mind.
Yes, definitely out of her mind.
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