Mastered by the Zandians (Zandian Brides 3)

“Repeat it back.” Domm’s voice is calm. “Tell us.”

I growl, but because I want it to stop, I say the words. “I…ow, I’ll be respectful. Integrate. I won’t steal.”

He finally stops. “I think she’s learned her lesson for now. Domm, do you agree?”

Domm lets go of my hands, stands up. runs his hands over my ass. “I would say yes. She could take a few dozen more, I’m sure, but this is her first time, so we’ll go easy on her.”

“This is easy?” I choke out, but I’m playing the role of punished slave. Part of me still wants more, though I won’t admit it to him.

Domm strokes my hair back from my face. “We want you, Mirelle. Very much. If you ended up in a dungeon instead, it would vecking kill us. And we can’t take that chance. If you can’t manage compliance on your own, just yet, we will help you get there.”

“What about my reward?” I gulp. “Where did that part go?”

“I think there’s still time for it.” Domm smiles. “Sometimes we’ll make you wait. But this planet rotation, we’ll allow you to come.”

“You’ll allow me?”

“Mmm.” Domm pinches one of my nipples. ?

?Orgasms come at our pleasure, not yours.” He lifts me up. “Let’s lay her down so we can both play with her pretty body.”

Lanz moves and they lay me on my back on the hover seat and although I hiss at the feel of the fabric on my sore ass, I’m eager for what comes now.

“Legs nice and open,” he tells me, and I do it. My pussy is swollen and dripping now, a feeling that’s new for me. My nipples tingle with a matching need.

“It’s my turn to taste her.” Domm goes to the edge of the bench. “Mirelle, I’m going to lick you to the stars, sweet human.”

“I’m not sweet.”

He puts his mouth to my clit and licks, a long firm stroke. “Agree to disagree.”

He licks me again, and my thighs tremble. “Because this,” he says, and ducks his head back, swirling his tongue around my clit, “is the most delicious pussy in the universe.”

I arch my back, trying to push my hips closer to his mouth. “Oh, my stars.”

Lanz leans over me from the side of the bench, his lips inches from mine. “Did you like your punishment?” He gives me a lazy grin, smiling as my eyes go wide and I gasp at Domm’s tongue. “The correct answer, please remember, is yes, Master, I did like my punishment.”

“Say it or I stop,” warns Domm.

I cry out as fast as I can. “Yes, Master, I liked my punishment.” It’s not a lie. The things they did—so unexpected and rough, filled a need in my soul. Gave me something I didn’t even know I craved. And I want more. “I liked it.”

“That’s right,” Domm murmurs, then sticks his tongue into my pussy, making me squirm in pleasure.

“You’re always going to appreciate our punishments.” Lanz takes my nipples into his fingers, rolls them softly. “Being obedient for us makes life far more…pleasurable.” On that last word, he pinches both nipples and Domm bites my clit—not too hard, but enough to startle me.

“Tell us you’re going to be a good little human for us,” encourages Lanz, as Domm increases the speed of his tongue.

I’m panting now, close to the precipice of need. I squeeze my eyes shut and fist my hands near my head, tossing my body.

“I…I…” I try to manipulate my body closer to Domm’s tongue, but he moves away tantalizingly, just far enough to keep me on the edge. “Please, please, I need to…”

I try again to push my clit toward him. Just a little more pressure and I’ll launch right into the stars.

But he’s so frustrating. Again he retreats, making me stay on that razor edge.

“Say it and I’ll let you come.”

“I’ll be your good human, I promise, I swear, just let me…” I beg.