Page 109 of Earth Girls are Easy… To Dominate
“I don’t know this football you reference, but I’ll assume it has to do with the child having split sentience—” He widens his knees, so my belly hangs between them. While I’m grateful torelieve the pressure off my bladder by giving the babies more room, it's too early for the babies to be squished.
“Yes,” I say with more confidence the longer we converse. “So, delayed punishment, right? Until after the babies are born?” If we must wait until after the pregnancy, certainly he will forget.
“Nice try,” he repeats. “Each of my mini-selves will whip you once, because you could have stopped your descent by opening up to any of my shared-conscious bodies. If it is not enough, they will each whip you again. Understood?”
I can’t believe I’m already crying. Little hands rub along my flanks and dip inside the crease between my cheeks. The mini-selves latch to my breasts and suck in rhythmic pulses to drive my desire higher. He doesn’t wait for my answer before the whistle of the whip fills the air.
I howl as it strikes my right cheek. A delay between strikes when the mini-selves switch positions gives me a moment to breathe. By the fourth strike, my hips swing to avoid the pain. My movements rub my labia on my pinched clit, building more arousal against my logical mind’s commands.
“I’m sorry, I’ll never leave. I won’t have the opportunity to make the same mistake. So what if I learn?” I babble through my sobs, so it comes out as a jumble of syllables. My bottom wiggles to escape the burning. It attracts some of his attention because I’m rubbed to soothe the sting. The burn blooms into delicious heat under his tiny fingers and radiates within my folds.
Whistle. Crack. Whistle. Crack.
I gyrate and hump his leg to escape the slash…until I’m leaning into it. My sobs turn to groans. I’m lost in a chaotic tornado of thoughts. Remorse flees as my mind forgets what I was sorry about in the beginning. I hurt Var’n, but beyond that, all is forgotten. The whip hurts me as I hurt him…we’re even. Relief mixes with desire. My insides coil tightly.
“That’s all twelve,” Var’n announces.
“Oh, don’t stop,” I scream. “I need—I need?—”
“Say it, pet. Voice your needs.”
“I need an orgasm!” The admission tears through my deepest, darkest desires, through my heart, activating my voice box, and flying through my lips. “Don’t leave me like this!”
“I never left you and never will,” he whispers into my ear before biting the lobe.
A rustle of his robe later, a breeze wafts over me before I’m impaled on his shaft. I squeeze my knees to hold onto his hips and lean down to brace my hands on his knees. Maybe I am possessed, because I don’t wait for instructions. I grind and ride him, searching for that magic place within me.
“Look at your beauty, pet, you are missing quite the show,” he says.
He’s leaned back onto his elbows to stay out of my way. I thin my lips to bare my teeth. My face is flushed. Wild, tangled hair flies around me as I bounce and wiggle. Do I dare? My fingers skate up his leg to where we are joined. I’m stretched obscenely around his cock, so my clit pokes out from its hood. Electricity zips through my veins when I tap it with my fingertip, rolling my eyes to the heavens.
Who is this feral creature? She’s nobody’s good girl—she’s barely human.
She’s free.
“Lick me,” I growl at the nearest mini-self. He smirks just like their commander, and I know I have pleased him.
He hops off the bed to stand between the commander’s knees. Instead of complying with my needs, he pulls his tunic over his head, revealing a small, muscular, humanoid body that can’t be mistaken for anything but a grown man underneath. My gaze follows his tiny hand, which grazes his chest, down his ab muscles, to a disproportionately large cock.
“Would you like to be double penetrated, pet?” Var’n asks between labored breath. I look over my shoulder to smirk at his clenched jaws and sweat-dotted brow. The smile fades from my face as I glimpse the red strips on my bottom.
“Yes,” I say with a groan. My hair fans out as I whirl back around. “Give me everything.”
“You know what you have to do.”
“No! I can’t!”
“You can,” he scolds. I get a small spank, which normally wouldn’t hurt, but the whip slashes roar back to life. “Show me you’ve let go of your former self-limitations. Ask for what you want.”
“Please,” I sob, wondering what I’m asking for. Do I want mercy from voicing my desires, or do I just want to be double stuffed?
“Please…” He draws out each syllable to give me a chance.
“Please stick a mini-cock in all my waiting holes, lick my clit, and bludgeon me with your giant cock until my body is completely wrecked!”
“Good girl.”
The mini-self stroking himself for my viewing pleasure steps forward so he can lick my aching clit. I lose the heat at my back when Var’n lies flat until a mini-self straddles me from behind. He’s lubed, so the pinch of him entering my virgin bottom is fleeting. I lose myself in dark pleasure as two more minis latch to my distended nipples. They hold up a third body like cheerleaders building a pyramid. The tiniest mini-self wraps his legs around my neck before thrusting his cock between my lips.
