Page 35 of Claiming Their Slave
“What did I say would happen if you touched your cunny without permission, little human?”
Her mouth went dry, and for several long moments all she could do was look up at her angry mate, praying he showed her leniency. Finally, she found her voice. “You said I would get a spanking, on my cu-cunny lips.”
Jaxon moved back and held up the switches. “After your punishment for risking your life, Ava, you can expect a firm spanking on your bare little cunny. You will learn to obey us, even if we must strip you and chastise you on a daily basis. You ought to be ashamed. Touching yourself and riding the waves of pleasure when you should have been standing quietly in the center of the room as instructed, contemplating the reason for your impending punishment.”
Oh, she was ashamed. Horribly so. She didn’t think her face would ever cease flaming.
“All right, then,” Wolfe said. “Let’s get this first part over with. Time for your switching.”
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Sensing his twin’s anger, Wolfe reached for the switches. Jaxon gave him an annoyed look, but eventually handed them over. They exchanged a knowing glance, coming to a silent agreement about how to handle Ava’s punishment. She had been exceedingly naughty and they couldn’t go light on her, but they also didn’t wish to frighten her or cause her any harm. At the moment, Wolfe was more collected and would wield the switches firmly but fairly. Once her switching was over, Jaxon could deliver her cunny spanking.
Ava trembled and peered over her shoulder at them from her position bent over the bed. She looked adorably contrite, with her pretty blue eyes widened as she worried her bottom lip. When her gaze collided with Wolfe’s, she flushed and turned back around. She reached for the bedcovers and fisted her hands around the material.
“Have you ever received a switching before, Ava?” Jaxon asked.
She shook her head into the covers. “No, Master.”
“It is a serious punishment used for serious infractions. What you did today—running outside before the battle ended—is unacceptable. You will never, ever put yourself in danger, no matter the reason. Is that clear?”
“Y-yes, Ma-Master.” Her voice trembled and her legs shook harder.
“Spread your legs wider, little human. Wider. Wider. Good girl. Now, Wolfe is going to give you a good thrashing with the switches, and you are to remain in position and take each stroke he gives you. And when it stings so badly that you think you can’t endure this punishment any longer, consider how heartbroken Wolfe and I would be right now if something had happened to you. Consider how reckless you were in your disobedience, even though at the time you thought you had good reason to disobey. You are precious to us, and we will not see you harmed, Ava.”
“My brother speaks the truth,” Wolfe said. “You are our light and our love, and if you ever risk your own life again, little slave, you can expect a switching even more severe than the one you are about to receive.”
With her scolding concluded, Ava sniffled against the bedcovers and murmured apology after apology. Wolfe’s heart wrenched to sense her level of upset, but he still had to carry out her switching. They had to remain firm with her. He set the extra two switches on the bed, holding up the first one he would use and inspecting it to ensure it was smoothed down and safe to wield against Ava’s quivering buttocks. Once he was satisfied with the implement, he took position behind Ava.
“Give Jaxon your hands. I won’t have you reaching back and hurting yourself. This punishment will be a swift one.” Wolfe was eager to get it over with, for he longed to embrace her and stroke her hair, longed to murmur words of forgiveness into her ear as he held her tight.
With only a hint of reluctance, Ava surrendered her hands, and Jaxon soon had her wrists pinned together at the small of her back. “Show us what a good girl you can be during your punishment, little human, and keep your feet flat on the floor.”
She sniffled. “I will try, Master.”
Wolfe brought the switch down across her lower ass cheeks. She gave a shriek and rose up slightly on her toes, but just as quickly she flattened her feet to the floor. Again, he struck her bottom, this time a notch above the previous strike. On the fifth and hardest strike yet, the switch broke. He almost breathed a sigh of relief, but then he reminded himself of what she’d done to earn this chastisement.
She could have been killed or badly wounded. The battlefield was no place for a woman, especially a petite human female. Especiallytheirfemale.
Ava’s shoulders heaved with fresh sobs as he reached for the second switch. But she kept her feet on the floor as he struck her ass with the implement. This one broke on the sixth blow. Wolfe was grateful Jaxon had picked the switches from the baruna trees in the garden, rather than a tree with a sturdier wood. He sensed her genuine regret and her sorrow over her disobedience. Though painful, she was learning her lesson.
He retrieved the last switch and prepared his aim. Her bottom was covered in lines of red, but none of the lines had broken or had even swelled into serious welts. Wolfe was glad for it, because he hated to cause her agony. Jaxon gave him a sympathetic look, followed by an encouraging nod, willing him to get this most unpleasant part of her punishment over with. The spanking she had coming to her cunny wouldn’t be as harsh, and would be more humiliating for her than painful.
Five quick strokes and the last switch broke. Wolfe dropped the remnants of it on the floor and gathered Ava up in his arms, while Jaxon remained on the bed beside them, stroking her hair and rubbing her back. She sobbed against Wolfe’s chest. He held her tighter, hoping she understood just how much she meant to them. His heart flooded with warmth and tender emotion for the sweet little human in his arms.
