Page 38 of Her Dark Powers

“Victoria, I believe you had some trust issues with Zayn a little while ago,” Jasper said.

My eyes flashed up to his before flicking across to Zayn’s. He held my gaze. “Well, I...”

“I didn’t say you could talk or look up. You need my permission to do either of those things. If you talk again without my permission, I will put you over my knee. Understand?”

“Yes, master,” I murmured, dropping my gaze once more.

“I think we need to turn the tables on Zayn. I want to see how much he trusts you.”

I couldn’t help looking up as Jasper got up from the sofa. He beckoned Zayn, who went immediately to his side. Taking him by the hand, Jasper led him over to the polished wooden cross on the side of the room. I watched, my heart hammering in my chest, as Jasper raised Zayn’s hands and buckled his wrists into the leather cuffs that held him securely. Jasper kept his eyes on Zayn the entire time, even when he dropped to his knees slowly in front of him and slid his hands down Zayn’s legs. Zayn took a deep breath, and Jasper smiled. He reached down and cuffed Zayn’s ankles too, spreading his legs apart and pulling the straps tighter. Jasper stood up and leaned close to Zayn.

“Seeing you restrained like this never gets old, my love.” He kissed him, slipping his hand behind Zayn’s head to tangle his fingers in his hair and pull him close. Heat pooled in my belly, and I couldn’t look away. When Jasper finally moved back, I could see Zayn was hard as hell, his cock brushing against Jasper’s. Jasper smiled and turned towards me. He frowned as I immediately ducked my head down again.

“Tut, tut, I don’t remember telling you that you could watch us. Now I’ll have to punish you, and Zayn will have to wait. Stand up and come here.”

I swallowed nervously but did as he said, standing and walking over to where the two of them stood. Jasper sat down on the bed just opposite Zayn. “Over my knees,” he ordered. I looked at him, my eyes widening. “Each second you hesitate, I will increase the punishment.”

I crawled over him, positioning myself with my belly across his legs, my elbows digging into the mattress on one side, and my legs hanging down on the other. He reached down with his left hand and wrapped his fingers gently around my throat. I shivered as he trailed his right hand down my spine and over my ass. I guessed what he planned, but it was still a shock when the flat of his palm connected with my bare skin, and I cried out. In all honesty, it hadn’t hurt that much. He gently rubbed his fingers over the spot he’d hit, so I relaxed. He must have felt it, because he hit me again, and although I didn’t make a sound this time, I certainly jumped. It was harder, and I sucked in my breath.

“See what happens when you disobey me?” Jasper murmured. He slid his hand up the inside of my thigh, his fingers brushing against my lips. I moaned, but he pulled his fingers away and hit me again, then another right after. My flesh was stinging, and tears leaked from the corners of my eyes. I felt him lean down, his mouth near my ear.

“Zayn is loving this, you know. I can see how fast he’s breathing and how hard his cock is, watching you get punished...”

I turned my head to the side to see Zayn’s gaze burning down on me.

“Maybe he’s jealous,” Jasper mused. “I wonder... would he be more jealous of doing this...”

I cried out from the pain of the impact, tears running down my face and my skin tingling, not just where he’d hit me, but everywhere.

“Or maybe he’d be more jealous of this...” Jasper trailed his fingers down over my ass, and I tensed, gasping as his fingers brushed over my pussy. He slid a finger slowly inside me, and I moaned as he added another. He slid them in and out, moving slowly, torturing me. “Oh yes, he definitely likes that... and so do you. You’re so wet, Tory.”

I moaned, and he pulled his fingers away.

“Stand up.”

“What?” My eyes flew open, and he pulled me up by my throat.

“Stand up.”

I did, scrambling to my feet.

Jasper stood too, and he moved towards Zayn. He pressed himself against Zayn’s body and pressed his fingers to Zayn’s mouth. “Taste her...”

Zayn opened his mouth, and I watched as Jasper slid his fingers into Zayn’s mouth, wet from my pussy. Zayn sucked hard on his fingers, and Jasper sighed, closing his eyes.

“Good,” he praised, opening them again. “You deserve some attention after being made to watch like that. Tory, come here.”

I moved closer, and Jasper moved me directly in front of Zayn just close enough that the head of his cock brushed against my belly. Zayn sucked his breath in, but he didn’t speak. I guessed he was better at keeping his mouth shut than I was.

“Good girl,” Jasper murmured. He pulled a pillow from the bed and tossed it onto the floor in front of me. “Now kneel.”

I did. Jasper reached down and wrapped his hand around Zayn’s cock. Zayn groaned as Jasper fisted him in front of my face, then I felt Jasper’s hand slide into my hair.

“Now, my pretty girl, I want to see you suck his cock.”

I nodded, and he gave my hair a sharp tug.

“What do you say?”

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