Page 57 of Conquered Pet
“I’m sorry,” she murmured.
“I forgive you. Know that you may speak freely when it is you and I together, my little pet, but if you disobey me in front of those I command, I will be forced to punish you. Do you understand me?” I said softly.
“I do understand,” she replied quietly.
I hugged her closer, holding her for as long as she needed. I don’t know why I felt the need to comfort her in such a way, but I just did it anyway because a part of me wanted to.
After a significant amount of time had passed, I carried her into the bedroom and placed her face down on my bed. She tensed and I shook my head.
“I told you that your punishment was over. I’m going to take care of you now,” I chided her and she hesitantly relaxed. I strode into the master bathroom and grasped a bottle of lotion before returning to her.
I stopped, looking at the vision of her naked form in the fading light. The backs of her legs and her bottom were welted from my belt. My seed was still visible on her flesh.
She was positively radiant. My cocks stirred. If I hadn’t already taken her as hard as I did today, I would mount her again without a second thought. That wasn’t what she needed right now, though. She needed to know that she was mine. She needed to know I would cherish her, especially after a punishment as harsh as the one I’d given her today. This was what it meant to keep something precious. You were hard with it when it needed hardness. And then you were gentle, because the gentleness was needed sometimes too.
I climbed onto the bed and lightly touched her marks. She shivered, lifting her hips absentmindedly. She spread her thighs and I was rewarded with the glistening sight of her arousal fresh on her skin.
I stared down at her naked flesh, knowing I needed to distract myself before I ended up sliding my cocks inside the warm, tight sheaths of her pretty holes. I poured a bit of lotion into my palm and started massaging her shoulders. She groaned as I worked down her back. When I got to her bottom, she whimpered a bit and pulled away. I lightly slapped her bottom, not hard enough to hurt. She pouted a bit at the admonishment, but she laid her hips back down. I massaged her bottom thoroughly, enjoying the sounds of her pleasure. I knew she’d likely be sore, and this was a gentle way to remind her what would happen should she disobey me again.
I continued down her legs, taking extra care on her thighs and calves. I’d punished her there too, but not as hard as her naughty backside. The marks would remain for several days, but I’dneeded to show her that that kind of behavior wasn’t acceptable in front of my men.
By the time I was finished, the air was thick with the scent of her arousal.
“Spread your thighs,” I instructed. She didn’t hesitate.
She was soaked.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked her. She blushed and her legs twitched. She wanted to hide from me, and I wasn’t going to let her.
I ran my fingers between her cheeks, causing her to gasp. For several moments, I rubbed additional lotion there and when she refused to answer, I forcefully pressed a single finger into her bottom hole. She whimpered, but I didn’t relent. Her tiny little asshole was still pink from being used so roughly by my cock that I knew a single finger was more than enough to make her sore.
She tightened around that single digit hard enough to make my cocks throb.
“I was thinking about your belt,” she finally confessed. Her bottom hole clenched around my finger once more and I started to pump it in and out of her.
“Were you now?” I pressed.
“Yes, sir,” she murmured. She was embarrassed, yet the heady scent of her need had just grown that much thicker.
I slid my other hand beneath her pussy, cupping it gently as I positioned my fingers directly on top of her clit.
“I am going to make you dinner, but I’m going to give you a choice, my sweet Raiza. You may ride my fingers to orgasm rightnow. You should know that if you do, you will ride my fingers again for a second orgasm right before bed. If you choose not to come for me now, you may not be given the chance to come at all,” I explained.
Her hips bucked just the slightest bit.
“This time, you’ll have a single finger in your bottom. Before bed, you will have two,” I continued, and she clenched so very beautifully around me.
“What if I want your cocks?” she asked, a feisty tone to her voice that hadn’t been there before. I found that I quite liked it.
“Then I’ll have to remind you who’s in charge, won’t I?” I replied.
“Yes, sir,” she purred. Her hips had already started rolling. Her clit was slick with her wetness. I helped her along, rolling my fingers against her as she gasped with her need. She was insatiable as she moved, and I simply enjoyed giving her pleasure as she rode herself to completion. I couldn’t get enough of her sounds. When she grew close, I pumped my finger in and out of her a bit more roughly, knowing that would make her come that much harder.
She shattered against me, and I growled with pleasure.
If she could take it, she just might be rewarded with my cocks before I put her to bed. If she wanted to be fucked, who was I to deny her?
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