Swallowing hard, he took a tentative swat.
“Fifteen,” Landry said, scowling and obviously not impressed with that.
Axel tried again, harder.
“Fourteen.”
She hadn’t quite hit that mix of deep and high moans and squeals that she had with Landry manning the implements, so Axel added more force, which got him closer.
When Landry reached nine, she screamed around the ball gag. Axel almost stopped, caught off-guard and shocked until Landry stepped in.
“Comehard, girl. You got what you wanted, now youkeepcoming until your Sir says you can stop.” He motioned for Axel to continue paddling her.
He did, not realizing how hard he was hitting her until Landry and Cris both gave him smiles and thumbs-ups.
He handed the paddle off to Landry and pointed to a smaller, metal one.
Landry passed it to him and he laid it against her red ass. Another moan escaped her as the cool metal touched her flesh. “Yes, I bet that feels good, doesn’t it?”
He didn’t realize he hadn’t waited for Landry’s cue to say something. But when she moaned, “Yes, Sir!” Landry and Cris silently high-fived on the other side of her.
He took a test stroke with it, gauging its feel, before taking another. “Keep coming. You wanted it, so you need to pay for it.”
That earned him a celebratory fist pump from Cris and a smiling nod from Landry.
Her head lolled again, her hips flexing and grinding against his hand. Another couple of strokes with that, and he looked over, scanning the implements. He gave Landry the metal paddle and pointed at the blue silicon cooking mixing spatula.
Landry shrugged, but handed it to him.
Still keeping the vibrator pressed against her clit, Axel started spanking up and down the insides of her thighs, his cock twitching with interest as she began making the same squeals for him that she had for Landry.
As his confidence grew, Axel suddenly realized Hozier had been replaced by Jason Mraz.
Holy shit!
That meant they’d been there over an hour already, because this was the second album on his playlist.
Landry motioned for him to pull the vibrator away.
“Color, girl.”
She gasped for breath. “Green, Sir.”
Cris handed Axel a nitrile glove and had him pull it on his right hand. Then the tube of lube.
Landry stepped behind her and grabbed her hair with his left hand. “Time to pay the interest for those orgasms. Tenderizing this ass before your Sir fucks it. You can take it, but you won’t disappoint him if you can’t.”
She screamed into the gag as he smacked her up and down the backs of her thighs with the delrin hex rod cane. She’d have marks tomorrow from that, for sure. Landry stepped out of the way after giving her ten hard ones, and Alex moved in to slide a lubed finger up her ass.
She stuck it out, making it easier on him.
Ohmigod!
He went slow, one and then two fingers, her rocking back against him the entire time.
“Please, Sir!” she begged. “I need you!”
Those three words echoed through him and made his cock throb.