Page 62 of Warped

“Thank you,” I whisper.

“Don’t go thanking us just yet,” Traven rumbles. “We’re only halfway through with your punishment, and the hardest part is yet to come.”

He picks up the leather paddle from the bed and presses it against my naked, plugged bottom, as if taking aim.

Then he draws it back and prepares to strike.

CHAPTER 26: BINX

“Wait!” I shout.

To my surprise, Traven actually does.

The paddle does not come down across my exposed bottom, but when I wrench my head around to look at him over my shoulder, I see him standing with the paddle poised to spank me.

“What’s the matter?” Traven asks with a touch of mockery in his voice. “Are you afraid to accept the punishment you have coming?”

God, the man is infuriating.

My face floods with the heat of my anger, and my pussy floods with an equal amount of heat to match. I think part of that is because some of the Fire lube dripped onto my folds, but most of it is Traven’s doing.

Traven and that bad attitude of his.

I can’t even begin to explain it, but there’s something about the Warp pilot’s inveterate assholery that turns me on like all get out.

And based on the way his hard cock is starting to jump and dribble precum, I’d say my bad attitude has a similar effect on him.

“I’m not afraid of you,” I tell him. “I told you I can handle whatever you’re dishing out, and I meant it.”

“Then why did you ask me to wait?”

Now a different kind of heat comes rushing into my face. I had thought the past two days aboardthe Nomadhad stripped me of the last vestiges of my shame, but apparently I was wrong. The Warp really is full of surprises.

“S’matter, woman? Cat got your tongue?”

Traven’s sneer gives me an extra surge of defiance. It’s precisely what I need to overcome my embarrassment at my inappropriate desires.

“I want to see it,” I tell him. “I want to see what I look like with the biggest plug inside me.”

Traven smirks.

“Fair enough.”

“Fair enough, indeed,” says Rek. “Nomad, give us a bed view, please. Other side. Now zoom in. A little more. Perfect.”

Until now, the wall imagers have been displaying the files from my datastick, the incriminating messages that got me into this mess in the first place. Now, as Rek speaks his commands to the ship’s computer, the image changes. A live video of the bed appears, with me on top of it on all fours, and Traven standing behind me, paddle at the ready. Then the view swings around and zooms in on my own barenaked ass…

And the bejeweled end of the buttplug that is buried deep inside it.

“See?” Rek says gently. “What did I tell you, sweetheart? Your ass is absolutely beautiful.”

He is the sugar to Traven’s spice, and his sweetness makes me every bit as horny as Traven’s jerkitude. As a matter of fact, I canliterally see my own pussy growing wetter up there on the big screen. But the real focus of my attention is the faceted gemstone centered on my other hole, which is being stretched and filled by the massive plug within.

I don’t know if I would call it beautiful, as Rek just did, but it’s definitely hot. Hot because I know the real reason that plug is inside me. The warpers are training my ass to receive their hard cocks. Before this journey is over, I will feel both of them back there. Both of their long, thick shafts. Both of their hot, sticky loads.

But first, I have a spanking to survive.

“That’s a good view,” Traven chuckles. “It will allow you to bear witness to the devastation I’m about to wreak on your impertinent little ass. And it will give you a chance to see why this here paddle is so special…”

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