Page 9 of Her Brothers' Best Friends

“Oh, that’s simple. I just wanted to play a prank on you. And I would have succeeded if you didn’t lock the door that way.” They didn’t seem to be listening to her. Instead, Shaw moved in behind her and joined Chris and Rhys.

“It was a harmless Christmas prank,” she continued, her voice laced with desperation as she pleaded her case. “A harmless Christmas prank, and I’m sure you can take a joke. I’m thinking of making it a tradition. So you know, watch out, because you never know when I’ll turn up or as who.”

She heard the sound of the box being torn open.

“Drugging us—”

“It was a mild sedative, and the most it could do was give you a good night’s rest. It was hardly a drug.”

“Drugging us, then painting our cocks with pink and white candy stripes, then entangling our cocks together with fairy lights is such a serious offense in our books; you deserve a whole lot of punishment.”

“You’re trying to scare me. Just know it won’t work—”

She wasn’t ready for it. Not for any of it. They’d changed tactics, and when the first strike landed across her bare ass, she was too shocked to breathe.

Shaw had actually spanked her. With his hand. With his palm flat across her ass.

“Holy fuck, what is wrong with you Neanderthals? You can’t—”

Chapter Seven

Lindsay needed a lifetime to understand how her plan to steal a bottle of cheap Scotch that came with sentimental value resulted in her being on her hands and knees, secured to a bench, and spanked.

But she received another and another and another resounding smack from Shaw, and her mind refused to work anymore.

By then, the flesh on her backside was so hot that she felt like a furnace and was sure she radiated more heat than the fire in their fireplace.

“Just wait a minute…” But she forgot what she wanted to say. Her whole world exploded into a million brilliant lights. Amazingly and bizarrely enough, liquid arousal pooled in the center of her pussy and made her thighs slick.

Her breasts were killing her, and her nipples were on fire themselves. Heaven help her. She didn’t understand what was happening to her. Was she that desperate for their touch? Her body couldn’t tell the difference when she was being spanked really painfully, as if she were a child.

Shaw continued to lay into her, branding her flesh with the print of his hand and exposing the dark side that she didn’t know resided inside her.

But she couldn’t cope with the blinding array of sensations taking her control hostage and leaving her at their mercy.

“Please,” she begged, but she had no idea what she was begging for. For them to stop, or for them to never stop.

She felt the pulsing in her clit in every part of her body. Her labia had swelled, and more and more wetness dripped from her. She lowered her head and died of embarrassment when she saw her juices glistening on the worn-out leather. She jerked hard at the restraints, desperate to try to erase the evidence of her weakness, but she was bound beyond escape.

“Please.” This time, her plea was soft and defeated. Yes, she was so pathetic, she took even this from them.

Shaw stopped spanking her, and the emptiness made her feel bereft. She had to get a handle on things, or she was going to start blurting out things that were best left unsaid.

Particularly that she loved them.

Unconditionally.

And they had genuinely hurt her feelings when they turned her down.

But they weren’t done with her yet.

Her back arched so deeply that she wondered if she had broken her spine. Her eyes widened as the head of the plug brushed against her absolutely, hands-off, forbidden hole.

She tried to swallow past the lump in her throat, failed, and ended up panting chaotically.

It was Chris who held the plug to her butt. He pushed in. She gritted her teeth and fought his entry into her with all her might. If she gave in, it would be over for her.

Chris maneuvered it a little deeper. Some part of her mind decided to fixate on the fact that it was a Santa Claus butt plug, and surely that was wrong on every level. The other part of her contracted the walls of her pussy against it, and the sensation only produced more wetness inside her.

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