Bought By The Zandians (Zandian Brides 2)

“Just a taste,” I whisper, “of what you’ll get if you take the last five without complaining.”

“But if you ask us to stop, or say a single word”—Benn stands beside her and lays the strap across her buttocks—“we’ll veck your ass and pussy but not let you come until much later this evening.”

“Oh, please,” she whines, shifting on the surface.

“No please about it. Just obey.” Benn teases her with the handle of the strap. “Feel this? You like this in your pussy? Take your strapping and you’ll get nice, hard Zandian cock instead.”

“I’ll be good,” she breathes, her voice barely audible.

Danica

I’m tied down and my ass is on fire. This hurts almost as much as the cane, and I still have five to go, but I’m turned on beyond belief. I think I’ve never been this wet in my life!

“Gorde will keep you company up there while I finish the conversation with your ass. But first...” Benn chuckles, then pushes the handle of the strap deep into my pussy a second time. With my legs spread so wide, I can’t quite clench down like my body is dying to do, but I squeeze my muscles, unable to resist.

“Oh!” It feels so good, and I need more.

“Oh, indeed.” He pulls it back out and in, out and in. Fucking me. “Ride it, Danica. Show us how much you want our cocks.” He shoves it in harder.

I’m shameless, and I do as he bids, pushing my hips as hard as I can to reach the handle, which he moves, tantalizingly out of reach, making me work for each contact. “Please.”

“Surely you can do better.” He tsks at me. “Do I have to give you an extra with the strap as motivation?” I hear the hiss of the leather flying through the air, and then the pain explodes on my ass, mixing with my pleasure in a way that’s indescribable.

“Fuck!” I scream, bucking my hips, and he slides the handle back into me for a second.

“This? This is what you want?” He runs it over my clit, and it’s so wet by now from my juices that it slides easily over my skin.

“Mother Earth,” I gasp.

“Or did you want this?”

He removes the strap and strikes me again, even harder than before, right across both ass cheeks, and I wail. It is what I want. I want it again, harder, more. I cry out my need, wordless sounds, sobs of desire.

“Smell your sex in the air. The room is full of your scent. Your desire.” He straps me again. Again. Again.

The pain and pleasure are mingled inextricably and I’m flying now, lost in a sea of sensation. I’m so wet and needy that I can’t think straight.

I hear the strap fall to the floor and it takes me a second to realize that they’re done punishing me. Benn picks me up and tosses me on the hoverseat. “Hands and knees,” he orders, his voice taut. “I’m going to veck you good and hard, Danica, and come in your tight pussy.”

I’m barely in position when his huge cock presses against my entrance. I’m so wet that he slides in without any issue at all, and when he starts pumping me, I sob in pleasure. This. This is what I need. What I want.

“Missed this so hard,” he mutters, pumping me. In. Out. Balls deep. “Gonna let you come, baby, even though you don’t deserve it,” he whispers, and that inflames me so much that I can’t hold back.

The orgasm explodes, sending me into a bliss I’ve never known, pulses of white-hot lightning, over and over. “Benn,” I cry out, as the feeling keeps coming.

“Danica,” he roars, and bites me hard on the shoulder. His cock tightens and I feel his essence flow into me, hot.

“I think it’s my turn.” Gorde grabs me as I come out of the shower. “I’ve waited long enough.”

I giggle and squeak as he tosses me down onto the hoverseat. Across the room, Benn lounges, naked, on a hoverchair. Smiling.

“Your turn for what?” I tease. “Cooking me dinner? Cleaning the…”

My words turn to a sigh as he buries his head between my thighs and finds my clit with his tongue. “Ahhhh.”

He looks up at me for a second, his eyes glowing with passion. “My turn to pleasure you,” he says simply, then puts his head back and sends me into the stratosphere.

I reach down and grab his horns, stroking them with my fingers, feeling them harden under my touch. At the same time, my clit throbs with desire as he licks me, flicking his tongue in a way that drives me mad. When he sucks my clit into my mouth, I almost levitate.