Page 82 of Kneeling for Them
She leans into his touch and moans quietly.I have a feeling she’s just as aroused as we are, if not more.
Sebastian lets her go and sits back.
Ella looks from him to me, but neither of us moves to touch her.My cock is so fucking hard at the way she starts to cover up her naked chest.
“Nope,” I say.“Leave your tits out, little girl.”
“Why should I?It’s not like either of you is interested in them.”
“That’s exactly what your problem is,” I say.“Beyond your sass, which is a separate issue entirely, young lady.You’re not giving enough consideration to what our interests are.I would have beenveryinterested to know some asshole attacked you last night.”
Pouting, she tries to cover her chest again.I take one of her wrists and tug her arm to her side, and Bash takes the other and does the same.
“What are you doing?”she asks.
“First,” I say, “I don’t know what happened last night.Is there anything that’s going to trigger you with what we’re doing here?”
“I don’t think so,” she whispers, eyes wide.“Maybe…maybe don’t shove me up against a wall tonight?”
I lean over and kiss her forehead, then her nose, then her lips.“Okay, sweetheart.No walls tonight.Anything else?”
She shakes her head.“Not that I can think of.”
Because I can’t resist, I duck my head down and take one of her nipples in my mouth.I swirl my tongue around it, then suck the hard little nub.
Ella gasps.“Please, Daddy.”
But she doesn’t get to dictate what we do tonight.This is about punishment, not her enjoyment.So I sit back again.The motion causes my heavy cock to slide against my pants.Fuck.This is going to be as hard for me as it is for her.
Ella tries to wiggle out of my grasp and Bash’s, but we hold her tight.
“So, I was thinking spankings tonight,” I say over her head.“Maybe some rope.Maybe a plug.”
“Definitely a plug,” he says.“A big one.We should start stretching this little ass so she can take our dicks there.”
“Hey, I’m sitting right here,” Ella says.“You can talktome, you know.”
Ignoring her, I say, “I want to see her ass really red.Is there a paddle at your place?”
“I don’t think so,” he says, “but I have a couple of floggers.”
“Floggers?”Ella squeaks.
“Oh, that would be good, get her nice and worked up.”
“Hey, I’m right here,” Ella says again.
“And if you talk out of turn again, I’m going to rush order a ball gag,” Sebastian says in a threatening voice.
Ella shakes her head and whispers, “I’ll be quiet.”
“Good girl,” he says, kissing her cheek.
I love seeing her like this, between us without a shirt on, stuck here at our mercy.But the car slows to a stop outside of Bash’s building.
I give Ella her shirt.“Put this on, baby girl.”
“But my bra?”
