Kept by the Zandian (Zandian Brides 5)

She moistens her lips with her tongue and my cock surges against my breeches. “Um… no, Master.”

I take a step closer. “No. Certainly not before your punishment.”

Her tongue darts out of her mouth again. I want to thrust my cock between those lips so badly I nearly groan aloud.

“And if you receive pleasure afterward, it will be at my discretion. Won’t it, beautiful?”

I haven’t called her by a pet name before, and I hear the little catch in her breath at the endearment. Well, how can I not use it? She is beautiful.

Exquisite, actually. Her dark skin glows with health, her full breasts beckon. The nipples are darker brown, steepled. Ripe for the sucking.

“Yes, Master,” she murmurs, shifting her weight from one foot to the other.

My cock throbs and it’s all I can do not to throw her down on the hoverdisk and take her long and hard.

Who really gives a veck if she disobeyed me or not? And did I truly expect her not to tell her human friends something of enormous personal importance? If I’m honest with myself, I’ll admit it was a setup for punishment.

But somehow, I don’t think she minds.

Not a bit.

“H-how do you want me?” Her voice is husky and sweet.

“Bend over the hoverdisk, legs spread wide,” I command.

She obeys, offering up her juicy ass, the ripe plum of her dripping sex between her legs.

I lubricate a heavy bulbous plug, used on human females for punishment. I’m going to veck her with it.

“When you’re naughty, little human, you’re going to take it in the ass,” I tell her.

Her head whips around and she takes me in with wide eyes. I rub extra lubricant on the dusky rosette of her asshole, then push the tip of the plug against it.

“Open for me, Taisha. Deep breath.”

She pinches her cheeks closed instead, squirming.

I slap her ass, hard. “Obey me.”

She’s panting. I’m fairly certain it’s not fear, but excitement.

I smack her ass again and kick her feet wider apart. “Open for it. Now.”

She exhales and the tight muscles release. I push the plug forward slowly.

She hums, then squeals at its widest point. When it settles at the base, she hums again.

“Naughty humans get their asses vecked while they’re punished,” I tell her.

“Yes, Master,” she murmurs in agreement.

Her compliance, her enjoyment of this makes me all the hotter. I don’t know how I’m going to keep from claiming her before we’re through.

Actually… maybe I do.

“Taisha.” My throat is inexplicably hoarse. “On your knees, now. Show me you’re sorry.”

She understands immediately, sliding off the hoverdisk and onto her knees at my feet. I free my erection and she opens those full lips.