Page 47 of Lucy

“I’m scared,” I whispered the words, letting go the last of my secrets. “I don’t want to disappoint either of you.”

Marcus and Henry were on either side of me in a flash.

“You could never disappoint us, love,” Henry said as he kissed the traces left from my tears.

Marcus smiled, the love he had for me radiating from his face. “What is this nonsense? Get up on your knees or I will spank you until your ass is on fire.”

The thought of his hand on my ass did strange things to my belly.

“Is that how this is going to go?” Marcus asked huskily.

“I didn’t listen, Master.” I bit my lower lip and cast my eyes down.

It was all a game, and yet I knew that if I had my Masters taking the choices from me, caring for me, that I wouldn’t have time for the doubts and fears plaguing me. I needed to submit to them, and they needed to dominate me.

Marcus moved and untied my feet. I was then turned so that my hands remained tied to the headboard, but my ass was high in the air. Henry caressed my skin, touching me everywhere, my shoulders, the small of my back. He even took the time to trace the curve of my throat and the tender spot behind my ear.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Lucy,” he said tenderly. “You are our mate and we will do everything in our power to please you, to care for you.”

“I love you, Henry. Marcus, I love you, too.”

I was leaning into his caress like a cat rubbing up against its owner when the first crack of Marcus’ hand landed on my ass. My scream filled the air as the burning heat from his first strike warmed my ass. I barely had time to think before the next hand came down and then another.

Tears flooded my eyes once again, as Marcus spanked me with his bare hand.

Burning heat flooded my lower region. And the sweet ache that had started to develop from Henry’s touch became a wildfire of need and want. My clit throbbed, and my pussy ached. It needed to be filled, to be fucked.

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