Page 5 of Lukas

She still needed to find that damn server room. If he had her kicked out, that wouldn’t happen.

“Here,” she whispered, hating how it came out in a breathy sigh as he chose that moment to pinch her nipple in a way that sent fire shooting to her clit.

For someone who’d never gotten off on having her breasts fondled, it was quite the shocking feeling.

“If you’re a full-fledged member, why are you hiding over here in the corner?” Lukas’s voice still held that deep timbre that had always done something to her. When the strong arm wrapped across her waist and hip pulled her more snugly against him, she didn’t resist. Even when she felt the evidence of him being as turned on as she was.

“Uh, I…”

“Never seen a punishment scene before? They’re just about as intense as they get here on a regular night.”

“It’s just so…” What? Humiliating? Hot? Difficult to watch yet impossible to turn away from?

“Overwhelming.” He whispered the perfect description in her ear before nipping at the top shell and nibbling his way down to her lobe. Her eyes snapped shut and the moan was out of her mouth before she could stop it.

She heard Melinda’s high-pitched wail and looked over to see what the poor woman was going through now.

“Weighted nipple clamps.” Both his palms moved to her breasts, covering them. “Devious little bastards. As Melinda gets spanked and then fucked, the weights will continuously pull on her nipples. No relief. All night.”

His fingers replaced his palms, gently pulling at Reina’s nipples. “Melinda’s like you I think, princess. Gentle play with her breasts doesn’t do much for her.”

His hands moved from the outside of her tank top and delved inside, continuing their gentle trail on her skin. She knew she should stop him but couldn’t find the words. Any words. The soft touch wasn’t doing much for her, but the… naughtiness of it all. In public, with a man who didn’t even know who she was, while watching the most blatantly sexual scene she’d ever laid eyes on?

Lukas pulled her bra and tank down, exposing her breasts completely, the material making a little shelf for them to sit on. In the dark she could just make out his darkly tanned hands over her slightly paler skin.

“Yeah, soft touch doesn’t do much for you, does it? You have no idea how much that turns me on. Knowing you need this, and I’m going to be the one to give it to you.”

“Need what?”

Melinda cried out from the center of the room as Timothy smacked her exposed, tender ass with a paddle, sending the tiny weights dangling from her breasts swinging just like Lukas had said they would.

Lukas took that moment to start his assault on Reina’s own nipples. She cried out as his fingers pinched her. Hard.

“Oh, my God,” she gasped. His fingers rolled them forcefully before moving back to pinches and flicking. Her breath sawed in and out of her body, her head falling back against his hard shoulder.

She’d never felt like this before—like she could possibly come just from someone playing with her breasts. Hell, she normally had a hard time coming at all.

“You like it hard.” He bit gently on the shell of her ear again, and she moaned, a line of fire traveling from her breasts to her clit.

“No, no, I don’t. I—”

He laughed lowly. “Look at your tits, princess. Those nipples jutting out so proudly? That’s because you like it hard. Rough. Nothing to be ashamed of. If I had some clamps with me right now, don’t doubt that you’d be wearing them.”

Timothy was letting someone else—a small woman—spank Melinda now, not nearly as hard as Lukas had, but so her breasts were tortured more by those devious weighted clamps with each sway. Once again Melinda was crying and asking for forgiveness.

“Yes, you’ll definitely need some clamps soon,” Lukas said, resuming his assault on her breasts as they watched the scene in front of them.

“We need to stop.” She could barely push the words past her lips. “We can’t do this.”

He laughed again. “We’re at the one place where not only can we, but it’s expected. Just watch the scene, princess. And feel. Turn your brain off for a while.”

Timothy had pulled out a large anal plug, much to the delight of the ever-growing crowd.

Reina gasped. “Is he really going to…”

“Oh, yes.” Lukas chuckled. “And then once it’s in her ass, all snug, I’m sure there will be another round of spanking. That’s what I would do if I was punishing a submissive.”

The thought of Lukas punishing a woman in this way stole the rest of Reina’s breath. Picturing herself bent over, completely at his mercy, had wetness—more wetness—pooling at her core.

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