Page 90 of Brandishing Beginnings

“Like a good little whore should be,” Nic replied.

I circled my finger through her folds and around her hole, gathering her fluids and dragging them up to her clit. I circled her clit before I pinched it between my fingers and brushed my thumb over it, strumming the taut bud like a guitar string.

Maya’s breathing grew labored and eye lids clenched tightly closed as she tried to remain in control. She knew the consequences of coming without permission. “Hmm,” I hummed. “Maybe a piercing here too.”

“Fuck,” Marcos groaned as he reached down and adjusted his dick in his jeans.

A shiver racked Maya’s body and I smirked, as her pussy gushed. “Oh, little darling,” I crooned softly in her ear. “You and I are going to discuss this again, I think.” I bit down on her earlobe, startling a gasp out of her. “Time for your punishment.”

Maya’s eyes flashed opened and I had to hide my smirk at how blown her pupils were. The caramel irises were almost completely covered by the black pupil. She blinked as she took in her surroundings, her eyes unfocused and darting between us.

“Stand up,” I murmured in her ear, before I backed away. I took a seat at the edge of the king bed and spread my thighs. Nico walked over and sat down in the window seat while Marcos stayed where he was, leaning back against the wall, near the door.

It took Maya a moment to unfold herself and stand. I could see her edging on subspace, eyes blown, waiting to tip over. I wasn’t going to let her, though. Tonight was a punishment; I was going to keep her present as much as I could. “Come here,” I ordered, lowering my voice again, knowing how it drove her wild.

She moved immediately, stopping right in front of my spread legs. I patted my lap and she swallowed audibly, before she bent over my thighs, positioning her breasts on the mattress. The gap between my thighs made it harder for her to brace and relax, with her legs being shorter than mine, it kept her on edge and uncomfortable, everything I was looking for in a punishment.

Pressing her breasts against the mattress, I pushed her down between her shoulder blades and held her in place, positioning herhow I wanted her. I rubbed my hand over her exposed ass, warming the skin for the beating it was about to get. “What are my rules?” I asked her.

She let sucked in a soft breath of air before she started speaking. “Never lie, always text the group chat when I’m leaving work, call for a ride if I’m out drinking without you, no rideshares ever, never wear panties unless I’m on my period, and don’t speak unless given permission during a scene.”

I smirked as she rattled off my—our—rules, while I continued to rub her ass cheeks. “For your indiscretions last night and your overall disregard to your safety, you will receive ten lashes by hand…” I trailed off watching confusion furrow her brow. “And ten lashes by an instrument of our choice.” She relaxed against him, thinking I was finished, so I continued. “Each.”

She gasped and tense up on my lap. “But that’s sixty lashes!” she exclaimed.

“Do you want ten more?” I questioned her, my voice stern. I landed a warning smack to her ass causing her to yip.

“No, Sir,” she answered immediately.

“You don’t seem to realize how disappointed we are,” I growled, my voice low and deep. I watched the goose bumps break out across her back as a shiver went down her spine. “You blatantly broke one of our rules.”

She remained silent, her breathing hitching in her throat.

“Not only did you break our rules, but you put your life in danger,” I growled, anger rising up in me again. I needed to get myself under control. I couldn’t let my anger rule me, not when I held her vulnerable before me. I would never hurt her, not irrevocably.

“We will each spank that ass, Little Dreamer,” Nico said, his voice soft. “Then we will each choose a toy of our choice to whip that ass with. You will count each strike and apologize for putting your life in danger last night. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, sir,” she answered immediately.

“Your ass is going to be so sore by the time we’re done, you’re not gonna be able sit for a week, Mia Vida.”My life. Marcos grunted, crossing his arms over his chest.

Maya turned her head on the bed to look at him.

Marcos stared her down, his jaw ticking as he watched her spread on my lap.

“Shall we begin, darling?” I asked, smirking slightly, as if she had a choice in the matter.

“Yes, Sir,” Maya murmured.

I didn’t give her another minute to brace. I smacked my heavy hand down on her ass with a loud resounding smack! She jumped in shock, but she didn’t cry out as her body pressed against my rock-hard cock. “One. I’m sorry for putting myself in danger last night.”

“Good girl,” I praised her, rubbing my hand over her heated skin, soothing the sting of my first hit. It was the only reprieve she was going to get for the next few minutes.

I landed another blow. “Two, I’m sorry for putting myself in danger.” Smack. “Three, I’m sorry for putting myself in danger.”

She was panting slightly and I decided she wasn’t sorry enough.

I smacked her ass harder and faster. “Four, I’m sorry I put myself in danger. Five, I’m sorry I put myself in dang—” Her yelp of pain, interrupted her apology. “Six, I’m sorry I put myself—”

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