Page 53 of Stray Omega

“Bad omega! Bad!” Orwen continued to grunt with each smack. His voice had taken on a hoarse and throaty quality that hinted he was struggling to hold back his own strange arousal.

Much more of this, and Embla was in danger of climaxing right here for all to see with her naked behind bent over Orwen’s knee.

She squealed and struggled to free herself from her punisher’s grip, but Orwen was far too strong for her. He managed to land a good half-dozen swats, equally distributed between Embla’s two rosy cheeks, before anyone had a chance to stop him.

It was Hines who intervened first.

“Hey, stop that!” the Outsider woman shouted at Orwen. “You are hurting her!”

Embla was able to understand what Hines was saying, and she was glad that the woman had mistaken the sounds coming from her mouth as cries of pain instead of what they really were.

But Orwen was undeterred. His open hand continued to rise and fall, setting Embla’s rump ablaze with more loud, stinging smacks.

“She must be punished!” Orwen insisted. “She has desecrated this chamber and insulted the Council with her actions.”

Embla did not understand the word “desecrate,” but she assumed it must mean to pee.

“Have to des’crate!” Embla shouted. “Try tell. No listen! Orwen no listen!”

Hines stepped forward and grabbed Orwen’s wrist.

“You need to stop now! Embla didn’t know any better, and this is no way to teach her.”

Orwen snorted, wrenched his hand free, and spanked Embla again. The loud smack of skin on wet skin rang through the Council Chamber.

A moment later, another voice shouted. A deep, loud alpha roar that shook the very walls of the chamber.

“Stop! As your pack leader, I command you to stop!”

It was Ark.

The massive alpha was now towering over Orwen and Embla, his eyes blazing with fury. The spanking stopped immediately.

“But boss,” Orwen complained. “You saw what she did. She pissed right on the floor of the Council Chamber.”

“I know,” Ark rumbled. “If she had done so knowingly, such disobedience would certainly warrant a hard spanking. But Hines is right. Our little omega doesn’t know any better. And it is our responsibility as her alphas to train her properly.”

Orwen grumbled bitterly. “Speak for yourself, boss. I’m not her alpha.”

Ark snarled aggressively at Orwen’s defiance.

“Then you have no right to punish her! Listen to me, Orwen, and listen well. So long as you are a member of my pack, you will do as I say. And I say this omega is ours.” He spun and faced the Council. “I have marked her, and I mean to claim her in the Ritual of Binding as soon as she is ready.”

A murmur went through the room.

Ritual of Binding? Embla had no idea what that meant, but it sounded very important.

Ark turn once more to face Orwen. “Do I make myself clear, alpha?”

Orwen dropped his head and grumbled.

“Aye, boss.”

The grip on Embla’s body loosened and she was let go. The omega stood up, pulling her leather skirt back down to hide the pink weals left by Orwen’s hand on her backside. She had spent the better part of her life running around naked, but now she was grateful for the protection her skimpy clothing provided.

A sense of calm returned to the chamber, like the passing of a storm. Ark’s mood lightened, and he placed his hand on Orwen’s shoulder in a display of friendship. Ark whispered something that Embla could not hear, and Orwen reluctantly nodded his head.

“Very well,” Ark said, then to the Council he added, “If there is nothing more, then we will be on our way.”

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