Page 41 of Tornn's Mate
Her eyes bulge when she notices a strap dangling from my hand. She takes a step back, and as she shakes her head, her dark locks shift over her shoulders.
“Please, Tornn,” she whispers, her gaze on the strap. “I-I don’t think I misbehaved badly enough to warrant a whipping.”
I flex the implement in my hands, feeling the supple leather and admiring the craftsmanship. After I’d sent Ellie to the bedroom to await her punishment, I’d retrieved the strap which I’d had hidden away in a secret cabinet.
As I approach my bride, she takes several more steps away, but I soon have her cornered between the bed and the wall. I grasp her chin, forcing her to look into my eyes, wanting her to see my disappointment.
After setting the strap on the bed, I reach between her thighs and cup her slick pussy. “You planned to deceive me, Ellie. I think that deserves a whipping. Perhaps not a severe one, but you will feel the sting of my strap.”
She whimpers but doesn’t argue or plead with me to change my mind. Her capitulation pleases me, and a sense of responsibility falls over me as I hold her mesmerizing blue gaze. As her mate, it’s my duty to guide her in the proper behavior of a wife. Wives aren’t supposed to lie or keep secrets from their husbands.
“I plan to take you over my lap and spank you, sweet human, and once your bottom is bright red and well-punished, I will finish up with the strap. Cooperate during your spanking and I’ll only give you five lashes with the strap.” I stroke a digit through her wetness, and she shudders.
“Please,” she begs again, but before she can say more, I lightly pinch her clit. She whimpers and thrusts her center into my hand, her hips undulating as I tease her button with gentle strokes.
I lean down and place my lips at her ear. “I like it when you beg, sweet human. Your pleading always makes my cocks sofluxxinghard.”
Her breath hitches and she rises on her tiptoes as I pinch her clit again. The scent of her excitement is heavy in the air. She’s nervous, perhaps even a bit frightened, but she’s also aching and trembling with need.
I release her chin and step back to push my sleeves up. She swallows hard and fidgets in place as she casts an uneasy glance at the strap. I sink down on the bed and draw her closer, forcing her to stand between my spread legs as I focus on her slick center. Her arousal gleams on her pussy lips and her inner thighs.
I nudge at the seam of her folds. “Did you really think I wouldn’t find out, Ellie? Did you really think I wouldn’t be able to smell your lingering wetness when I returned to my quarters?”
Her look of guilt increases, but she doesn’t reply.
I give her a dark glare, retract my hand from her pussy, then swat her nether lips with the flat of my fingers. She gasps and tries to step back, but I grab her by the hips, forcing her to remain in place.
“I asked you a question, little female, and I expect an answer.” I release one of her hips just long enough to deliver another swat to her pussy lips.
A pained look crosses her face, and I sense she doesn’t want to answer. I lift my hand, preparing to strike her again, when she blurts out, “I-I planned to take a long bath after I finished touching myself.”
Instead of swatting her pussy, I give it several light pats as she quivers in place, needy whimpers occasionally escaping her throat.
I wait until she meets my gaze, then I say, “That was very naughty of you, Ellie. It would seem you put a lot of thought into your plan to keep a secret from me.”
“I’m sorry,” she whispers as I continue tapping at her folds. Her center lurches toward my touch several times, and I finally pause to carefully splay her petals apart so I might better glimpse her engorged clit.
“I believe that you’re sorry,” I say, “but I still intend to punish you, sweet human. I want to make sure you never consider deceiving me again, that you never consider keeping secrets from me.”
I guide her over my lap and situate her upon one knee, then put my other leg atop hers, securing her in place. I nudge her thighs wider apart and cup her bottom, admiring her swollen pink parts. Some of the tension leaves her body as I continue massaging her backside. But she soon stiffens when I splay her cheeks apart with one hand, exposing her snug hole. I tap at the pucker as it winks several times.
“Look at this tight little hole. One day, I will pound you here,” I say, pressing more firmly to the hole in question. “One day, I will shove inside both your holes at the same time.”
She makes an alarmed noise in her throat as a tremor courses through her. “But I’m so tight back there, Tornn. How could you possibly…” Her voice trails off, and when I brush her hair aside to better glimpse her face, I find she’s blushing profusely.
“Starting very soon, we will have nightly training sessions. I will replicate a set of plugs for your bottom, and we’ll start with the smallest one.” I straighten, press a hand to the small of her back, and cup her ass. “I hope you’ll remember to cooperate during your spanking. If you accept your punishment gracefully—without thrashing around and fighting me—you’ll only receive five lashes of the strap. Show me what an obedient little female you can be.” I bring my palm down on her left cheek with a resounding crack.
Chapter25
ELLIE
I tryto remain still as Tornn punishes me with quick, hard smacks to my bottom. Shame courses through me when I think about my plans to disobey him, and there’s a part of me that’s glad I was caught. Because now he’s helping expunge my guilt, he’s chastising me for the wrong I intended to commit. I try not to think about the other secrets I’m keeping from him.
Not for the first time, I wonder why I’m so eager to please him. Why I can’t bear to lie to his face.
My ass is ablaze and he keeps on spanking. The pain brings tears to my eyes. I writhe slightly on his lap—I can’t help it—and I immediately become aware of the huge, hard bulge beneath my center. His cocks. Just like the other two times he’s spanked me, he’s getting aroused as he punishes me.
But he’s not the only one.
