Page 12 of Conquered Pet
What the hell was happening right now?
I stared down at the creamy white fabric, marveling for a second at how clean it was before I remembered myself and tried to push myself off his lap. His hand grasped my hip and pinned me back down. I gasped with alarm, trying to figure out what sexualthing he could have planned for me. Was there a way his alien form could mate this way?
His other hand caressed my bare bottom and I stilled.
“What are you doing?” I asked anxiously.
“I’m going to punish you,” he answered simply.
“How?” I finally managed to ask.
He chuckled and a coil of fear twisted tight inside my belly. Slowly, he patted my bottom and I stiffened with embarrassment as things started to fall into place.
He was going tospankme.
I kicked my legs and tried to squirm off his lap, but he didn’t allow me much room to escape him. He was too strong, and I was at such a disadvantage that it was impossible to get any leverage.
My feet didn’t even reach the floor. I was helpless to whatever he wanted to do with me.
“You’ve never been punished with a spanking before, have you, human?” he questioned, and I swallowed hard. I’d only seen a man slap a girl’s ass once while he rode her from behind, never like this. Over his lap like this, I felt tiny. My bare bottom seemed angled in such a way to present myself as a prime target.
Could he see in between my legs?
Quickly, I pressed my thighs together. I felt slick and when I slid my legs just so, I realized just how wet I was. Mortified at my body’s betrayal, I hid my face in my hands. My knees rubbed against one another. He grasped my hips and pitched meforward a bit more, which only seemed to arch my bottom up higher for him.
“You’re going to spank me,” I echoed. I didn’t want to believe it. To be honest, such a physical punishment shouldn’t have surprised me, but I’d simply expected him to want to fuck me for trying to kill him. That in and of itself had made me nervous, but now that I was over his knee for a spanking instead, I felt like a confused mess of fear and traitorous arousal.
Was this going to hurt?
He squeezed my bottom with one hand, the tips of his claws digging into the flesh of my cheek almost cruelly. My pussy clenched with need.
“You’ve got such a beautiful bare little bottom, human,” he purred, and I shuddered with shame. It felt so wrong to have an alien looking at me like this, touching me like this.
It felt even more wrong to want to feel his fingers somewhere even more shameful, to want evenmorethan that.
I shut my eyes, not willing to face the mortifying direction that my own mind seemed determined to take. I pressed my thighs together. I needed to hide my feelings and persist until my punishment ended. I couldn’t stop thinking about his palm touching my backside. My clit throbbed and I released a sigh of anxious arousal.
He didn’t let me lose focus for long. He grasped the other side of my ass just as firmly before he slapped it.
Hard.
Much harder than I’d seen that guy spank that girl as he fucked her.
I squeaked out loud in surprise at the deafening sound. It reminded me of the sound of a gunshot, or an ax splitting a log, but it carried with it a far more sinister feel. It echoed in the outdoors, and I gasped knowing that anyone close by would be able to hear him punishing me like this.
“Please, take me inside,” I pleaded.
“No, I’m not going to do that, Raiza,” he answered as he spanked my other cheek just as roughly. I jumped, and the sting from the two strikes soon flared to life.
“Please!”
“I’m going to deal with you out here on my balcony. I want my city to know how my human is punished when she is a very bad girl,” he warned, and my heart almost palpated out of my chest. I bit my lip, trying to keep from saying anything more.
My cheeks were burning with shame.
This was mortifying. Spankings were for wayward children, not full-grown women, yet here I was lying naked over an alien man’s lap getting my bottom smacked as punishment.
I tried to get up off his lap one last time, but he quickly shifted me and pinned my legs with one of his. I struggled, but there was no going anywhere now. I was trapped.
