Total pages in book: 73
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66904 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 335(@200wpm)___ 268(@250wpm)___ 223(@300wpm)
I know what I am saying is insulting, but I don’t regret it. Not until I see Shan’s face, anyway.
“Lettie!” Shan snarls my name, and in an instant I feel the van spin as I am tossed over his lap. He starts spanking me without any preamble, and because the suit I am wearing is basically a club outfit, there is close to no protection from his palm.
He spanks me fast and hard, and much more than I thought he ever would. His hand is like the world’s hardest paddle, and I am trapped writhing over his lap, my legs scissoring, my breasts nearly falling out of the top of this skin-tight suit. I gasp and flail, and I’d try to beg for mercy, but it is hard to get a word out when every new slap brings with it a fresh burst of impossible pain.
“You do not speak with disrespect. In fact, from now on, you don’t speak at all.”
I wail as I am thrashed. My orgasms in the previous hour or so have left me very tender and very sensitive. This punishment feels like cruelty, but it is probably cruelty I should have expected. Shan takes Wrath’s opinion of him deadly seriously. I have inadvertently gotten myself into about as much trouble as I think it is possible to get myself in.
I know that for certain, when Shan pulls the zip of my suit down and I feel it part, leaving my back naked. It is the work of a second for him to whip the arms of the suit off mine, and roll it down below my cheeks. I am more than half naked now in front of Wrath. I feel the underground alpha’s eyes on me as my mate whips my ass with his hand, catching my bare skin with terribly painful slaps that make my toes curl and my voice go raw with squealing.
Shan knows I am already sore. He knows I am brimming with his seed. Not all of it has come out of me yet. I have been dripping it into the suit.
“Shan!” I gasp his name as he puts one hand on the back of my neck, and the other down between my thighs. His fingers sweep along my slit, and then I feel the tips of his digits against not only the entrance of my pussy, but the tight bud of my ass.
“I warned you to behave yourself a thousand times,” he says. “Now you’re going to find out what it means to be properly publicly disciplined.”
“Please…”
He pushes both fingers inside me simultaneously, taking both holes. I am being punished and toyed with in front of Wrath. My shame is being made public. I should have known better than to test Shan on this matter. I should have considered what he would think when I opened my mouth and talked to Wrath without any care whatsoever.
Now, I feel his scaled digits going deep inside me. My pussy is aching, and still wet from our previous encounters. My ass is tight, and the limited lubrication from my juices is not enough to make it not painful.
“Owowowow,” I complain as he fingers my ass.
“You will speak with respect,” he lectures me, going deep and pulling out again only so he can go deep once more. My hips buck as I try to deal with all this painful stimulation. “Or your holes will be used and displayed.”
“I’m sorry!” I gasp the apology because I have to. There is no way I can handle being publicly fucked. I know that saurians like to do things in front of others. I am fortunate not to have been bred in front of everybody. But this might be worse. This isn’t proper simple fucking. This is being used and being punished in a way that makes me deeply ashamed.
“You’re a bad girl,” he tells me. “You’re a mouthy, opinionated, loud and thoughtless mate, and I will not allow it. Apologize to Wrath.”
“I’m sorry, Wrath!”
“Ask him if he thinks you deserve to be forgiven, or if he wants to see your holes stretched.”
I feel a bolt of erotic energy run through me. This is wrong. He is putting me on humiliating display in an effort to appear in control. And now I have to play along.
“Please, Mr Wrath. Forgive me…”
“Ask him if you deserve to have your holes stretched,” Shan prompts me. He is being absolutely emotionally brutal right now.
“Do I…” I whine before finishing the sentence as fast as I can. “Deserve to have my holes stretched?”
Shan gives me three quick pumps in my pussy and ass as I surrender to his demands.
“This is for your own good,” he growls down at me. “A human mate must be obedient. You are too small, too weak, and too breedable to be anything else.”