Page 36 of Guardians

Lexie knew what to expect this time so she was less timid, if not yet bold. They undressed her slowly, running their hands and lips all over her body as they too shed their clothes. When Kane ordered her over his lap, she argued that she hadn’t done anything wrong.

“This is still new to you,” Kane told her. “I want to make sure you don’t forget who’s in charge.”

Their earlier interactions had taught her the futility of arguing with him, so she bent over his lap and waited for her spanking to begin. The first slap was more of a warning. It barely stung, but the crack echoed in the nearly silent room. Discipline would be part of her life now. She could accept it or allow it to make her miserable. He spanked the other side, then stroked her warm skin, accenting the sensitivity caused by the light slaps.

“Your ass is so soft,” he murmured, almost as if he didn’t realize he’d spoken out loud. “So perfect.”

The next set of swats were harder, more jarring. Lexie remained in position, absorbing the slight sting and concentrating on the spreading heat. Her pussy began to ache, her clit tingling. She had no idea why being spanked aroused her sexually, but there was no denying that it did. Even the harsh belt spanking earlier had driven her close to an orgasm. This was simply foreplay.

Kane continued to spank her upturned bottom until her cheeks glowed with throbbing heat and her pussy was soaked and swollen. Then he paused again and caressed her skin. She was so sensitive now that his touch was slightly painful. “Lovely. Your bottom is hot pink. My favorite color.”

He seemed to be finished, so she started to get up. He pushed her back down and drizzled something cool and slippery into herbottom crease. Lube. She tensed and started to struggle. “What are you doing?”

“Anything I want.” Kane smoothed the slick gel over and into her reluctant pucker.

Lexie squirmed, anxious and angry. “I don’t want that,” she cried, shifting her hips from side to side. She could deal with routine spankings, but their obsession with her bottom needed to stop. “I’ve told all of you that I don’t like it.”

Kane’s finger pushed against her opening, teasing the sensitive flesh before forcing the muscles open. “Who does this ass belong to?” His finger slid in and out, an obvious foreshadowing of what they intended to do.

Dread, and something she refused to name, washed over her body, making her restless and achy. Her core spasmed hard, tightening her back passage around his thrusting finger. “Are you going to fuck me there?” They’d taken her mouth and pussy. Would they now claim her final opening? She shivered. Excitement or trepidation, she honestly couldn’t say.

“Would you like that, mate?” He worked another finger into her tightest hole, stretching her muscles in the process.

She sucked in a breath at the pressure, but remained over his legs. “What I want doesn’t matter. You’ve made that perfectly clear. If you’re going to do it, get it over with.”

He chuckled and removed his fingers. “Where’s the fun in that?”

Something smooth and cool pressed against her slick opening. Another butt plug, no doubt. “Where are you getting those things?”

“Training devices don’t require vouchers,” he told her as he began to insert the new plug. “We can print as many as we like.”

Her bottom was forced open by the tapered toy. Pressure became pinch and then a flash of pain before her muscles contracted around the notch at the top of the plug. She moaned helplessly. This one was bigger than the first, at least it felt bigger. Kane drew the toy back, stretching her open all over again.

“It hurts,” she whined.

“It will hurt even more if Diego just shoves his cock inside you.” Kane fucked into her ass slowly several times before adding, “Besides, you like the pain.”

She shook her head, humiliated by the possibility. This was degrading and uncomfortable and unwanted. So why was her pussy rippling and her clit tingling nonstop? “I’m naked and on display. That’s what’s making me wet.”

“Really? If you can keep from coming for five minutes, I’ll let you name a reward.”

“Anything I want?” she asked hopefully. She already knew what she’d ask for. She’d take food to her camp or maybe just her tent mates if he refused to feed the entire camp.

“You cannot undo our claiming and you cannot take food to your camp.”

She harrumphed. “I don’t want anything else.”

“Then I’ll decide on your reward and your punishment will be admitting—in great detail—that you enjoy having your bottom fucked.” He worked the plug more aggressively, stretching her muscles over and over.

She fisted his pant legs and closed her eyes, determined to ignore the sparks of sensation triggered by the motion of the plug. It felt naughty and uncomfortable, but undeniably evocative.

With her eyes tightly shut, her imagination took over. She pictured herself bent over the side of the bed, legs spread wide, ass in the air. Diego held her down as he drove into her pussy. His strokes were hard and fast, brutal. “Beg me, sweet slut. Beg me to fuck that tight little ass.”

She shook her head and made a distressed sound, but she kept her lips pressed together.

He pulled out and slapped her cheeks, a harsh flurry of stinging slaps. “Beg me!”

“No,” she cried. “I don’t want that.”

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