Page 38 of Master Vidar & Vali

“Your ass is going to be punished inside and out, Zara. We will begin with the lightest paddle before we plug you and then we will move on from there. Do you have any questions?”

“If I use my safe word everything stops?”

Lincoln lowered himself so that he was looking her in the eyes. “Everything stops. And we won’t be mad. In fact, I would be angrier if you didn’t use them. I especially want you to use yellow if things start to get overwhelming so we can check in. This is a punishment, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have control. This is as much for you as it is for us.”

“Okay, I’m ready, Sirs.”

I was so impressed by the determination and courage in those simple words. I grabbed the lube and approached her slowly. I ran a gentle hand down her spine and parted the cheeks of her arse, teasing the tight hole with my fingertips. She jerked and I chuckled.

“Have you been taken here before?” I poured a little lube onto her pucker, rubbing it around the edges without breaching it. It would be good to know if we were her first in order to know just how slowly to start.

“No, Sir. This is my first time.”

“Thank you, sub.”

I backed away as Lincoln picked up the lightest paddle in the collection and lined it up with Zara’s bouncy cheeks. The globes were perfect for fucking and spanking. I might not want to be the one wielding the paddle, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t appreciate them. I couldn’t wait to find out how tight she would be wrapped around me while Lincoln fucked her as well. If she was going to enjoy me the first time, the plug would act as both a punishment and prep.

The crack of the paddle took me by surprise as it always did. A livid pink circle bloomed on her pale skin. Her gasps was so sexy, and Linc brought his hand with the paddle down again, creating a matching circle on her other cheek. Even though she was tied down, it was easy to see her struggling to both get away from the blows and arch up for more.

Her hungry pussy clenched and dripped with her excitement. I had to hold myself back from swiping my tongue along her entrance. This was always the push and pull of scenes with Lincoln. Though I knew the pain would heighten the pleasure, I was impatient. I also had to keep in mind this was a punishment not a reward.

Linc brought the paddle down in quick succession eight more times. Zara squealed with each stroke but didn’t complain. Linc put the paddle down and nodded to me. If she’d been experienced, I would have slid the plug in without any foreplay, but unless I wanted her to dread ass play, I needed to take my time.

Slowly, I worked the lube into her using first one finger then two. The heat coming off her skin from the warm up paddling probably made her even more sensitive. Her whimpers quickly changed to moans as I moved in and out, so I started stretching and scissoring my fingers.

“Oh my god. How does that feel so good?”

“Glad you like that, lass, but I wouldn’t want to spoil you too much,” I teased.

I grabbed the plug and pulled my fingers out, replacing them with the bigger rubber. Between what I’d done and the lube, it slid in with a pop and she screamed in surprise.

“Oh my god it’s so big!”

I chuckled. She was fucking perfect, and I took a minute to admire how lovely she looked with a pink ass and a black plug peeking from her arse. She squirmed as much as the strapsallowed, moaning and gasping like she was trying to push it out but couldn’t. When she finally relaxed into the bench, I leaned down and nipped at her ear.

“You look very pretty with your bottom all pink and that plug sticking out. And just think it’s not as big as me. So when I finally fuck you, I’m going to stretch you even further. And with Lincoln in your pussy you are going to be stuffed full.”

Her groan was perfect. I squeezed her pink flesh and she whimpered.

“Thank Master Vidar for your plug, princess.” Lincoln gave me a wink she couldn’t see.

“Thank you, Sir!”

I chuckled. “Good girl, You’re welcome.”

Lincoln picked up the second paddle and swung. The loud crack echoed in the room.

“Owh!” Zara cried out.

A moment later, her sweet nectar trickled down to coat her inner thigh. Each stroke would now do more than just punish her sensitive flesh; it would move the plug inside her, mixing the sensations in ways that would make it hard to get used to. If it wasn’t a punishment, I would be teasing her hardened pearl, pushing her closer to orgasm.

Words were my job, so as Lincoln turned her ass red, I stepped in front of her and made her look at me.

“Why are you being punished?”

“Because I was bad.” Her voice was harsh as she gasped as Linc landed five stinging swats in rapid fire succession and stood back.

I glanced up and saw her bottom was turning a nice ripe red now but no signs of bruising. Lincoln ran his hand over her flesh, giving me a chance to correct her words before he started again.

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