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He takes another leisurely inhale, and his eyes flick to mine. “You’re becoming aroused again, little female. I can smell it.” He pushes away from the counter and comes to stand directly between my spread legs. “I can see it too. There’s a fresh glimmer of wetness coating your pink parts.”
“Why am I still here?” I blurt, unable to keep the frustration from my tone. “You already succeeded in shoving a phallus inside me. You also learned I can have a cli-climax.” I flush. “What more do you want from me?”
He gestures to the larger phallus, which is still sitting upright on the counter. I’m not sure where the slightly smaller one went after he finished using it on me. I guess he shoved it in his medical bag when I wasn’t paying attention. “I confirmed youcould take a shaft which corresponds to the average size of a Darrvason male’s upper appendage, but I have yet to determine whether you’re able to accommodate the larger phallus, which of course corresponds to the typical size of a Darrvason male’s lower appendage. And then there is the matter of learning how much of an intrusion, if any, you can withstand in your bottom hole. We still have more work to do. Your exam isn’t even halfway over yet.” He picks up the large phallus and gives me an expectant look.
Chapter 8
ZAHHN
Trepidation glimmersin Leona’s dark eyes, yet the delectable scent of her arousal keeps heightening in the air, and the gleam of moisture between her thighs increases as well. She’s nervous, but she cannot hide the true level of her growing excitement from me.
As I stand over her, another thought enters my mind. How easily could she accept a Darrvason-size cock in her mouth? I glance at the large phallus I’m holding and move to stand next to her head. She side-eyes the phallus as her legs tremble in the placements that keep her wet center spread wide.
“Before I attempt to penetrate your core with this object, I would like to see how easily you can take it in your mouth. Please open.” I place the tip of the phallus at her lips, but she wrenches her head away and emits a little squeak of outrage. “Leona.” I utter her name in the most scolding tone I can muster, but it doesn’t encourage her to obey.
She closes her eyes and shakes her head slightly, all while keeping her lips pressed tightly together. Another outragednoise leaves her throat. Impatience sears me. Surely accepting a phallus in her mouth would be easier than taking it in her pussy. Why is she resisting? I clear my throat, making an outraged noise of my own, a growl of warning, yet it doesn’t prompt her to obey.
“Very well.” I set the phallus aside. Then I shift position, lift her feet from the placements, clasp her ankles together in one hand, and immediately deliver two hard slaps to her bottom.
She gasps and squirms and tries to escape, but I don’t release my hold. “I’m sorry! Please.” She whimpers as I apply two additional firm smacks to her cheeks.
“You had your chance to obey, little female. Perhaps once you have a sore, stinging bottom, you will be more cooperative.” Ignoring her protests, I set a quick pace of spanking. The rapid blows echo in the exam room, alongside her gasps and whimpers.
“Please stop! You must stop!” Her face contorts with pain, and she makes another attempt to hurl herself off the table.
I tighten my grip on her ankles and spank faster, intent on making a lasting impression. Perhaps she thought my threat to punish her was nothing but a bluff. I continue peppering her buttocks with quick slaps, paying particular attention to the area where her thighs merge with her cheeks, as I notice the blows to this region prompt her to gasp louder.
As I punish my naughty little patient, I can’t help but admire the sight of her exposed nether area. In this position with her legs held high, her pussy is on full display. I can even see her clit poking out from between her folds.
My scrotum vibrates and my dual shafts throb hard inside my pants.Fluxx, I’m so eager to rut her. So eager to make her take my larger, lower appendage rather than the phallus. For a moment, I consider stopping her punishment so I might ravish her to completion.
A deep growl leaves me, one borne of frustration and lust. Inhaling a deep breath, I attempt to get my desires under control. Taking a deep breath, however, only causes me to fill my lungs with the sweet, pungent scent of Leona’s arousal.
A glance at her nether area shows she’s soaking wet, moisture coating her inner thighs. I imagine I can see the pulsing of her clit as she writhes on the table. She’s no longer trying to escape, but she’s not remaining still either. No doubt the sting of the spanking makes it difficult for her to remain unmoving.
I apply ten additional smacks to her bottom, then pause to admire my handiwork. The globes of her ass are dark pink, and the backs of her upper thighs show some color as well. Beautiful.
My shafts lurch in my pants. Primal need surges in my veins. Yet, somehow, I resist the urge to rip my clothing off and plunge into her wet mating orifice.
Focus. Focus on the details of her examination. You must report your findings in a manner befitting a decorated physician and admired researcher.
Reminding myself of what’s at stake seems to calm the worst of my urges, though my shafts don’t soften, nor does my scrotum cease vibrating. But my blood cools just enough that I’m no longer on the verge of claiming the pretty little human.
Fluxx, that was close.
Still holding her ankles, I straighten and peer down at her. She blinks fast against a sheen of moisture, though no tears have fallen. I haven’t spanked her to the point of crying, but it was close. A few more hard smacks and no doubt tears would stream down her face.
If she continues to resist me and refuses to suck the phallus, I resolve that I will resume her thrashing with renewed vigor, even if it causes her to break down sobbing. I won’t abide her disobedience.
I stroke a hand over her punished flesh, and her breath catches as the scent of her excitement swells in the air. It’s apparent that she became exceedingly wet as I chastised her, despite the pain of the spanking. What a treasure she is.
Though she has a rebellious side, I suspect there’s a part of her that longs to submit to my authority, a part of her that can’t help but quiver and ache as I exert my control over her. The immense slickness between her trembling thighs is evidence enough.
Not for the first time, I find myself regretting that I cannot take a mate. Furthermore, I regret that Leona’s not in the age range decreed by the newly sealed alliance. No matter what, it wouldn’t be possible for us to join. I wouldn’t lawfully be permitted to claim her.
Still holding her legs high, I meet her eyes. “Will you be obedient and demonstrate your ability to suck on the phallus, or shall I turn your bottom an even brighter shade of pink?”
A shaky breath escapes her. Then she says, “I’ll be obedient. Just please… no more spanking.Please.” While there’s a definite note of defeat in her voice, she doesn’t sound downtrodden. A spark of her vivacious personality remains. She’s submitting to me, but she isn’t entirely happy about it.
