Page 14 of Their Little Christmas Bounty
“Hey, take it easy.”I nudge him.“She’s tied up and captured for us already.Like a Christmas gift.”
Quentin brings back the flogger and strikes her breasts.Ariel jerks and squirms against the cross.Seems like it doesn’t hurt her much; Quentin’s going easy on her.
Her cheeks are pink, her chest heaves.Her green eyes shine with excitement every time the flogger makes contact.
In one hand, she holds a rubber ball matching the one in her mouth.Her “safe word” is likely dropping the ball.But she squeezes it tight, even when Quentin pauses to check in with her.He leans forward and whispers in her ear.She nods, her eyes smiling up at him.
Quentin notices us and turns to nod a silent greeting.He’s a good Dom, always patient with his subs.Never finds anyone to play with for long, always moving on to the next woman, the next experience.
He flogs Ariel a few more times, then leans back and surveys the pink marks left over her chest.He left her bra on, and I want to know how pink her skin is beneath it.
I want to know what those hard nipples look like.What they would feel like against my tongue and teeth.
“You may spit out your gag.”Quentin holds his hand up and Ariel pushes the ball out of her mouth.He captures it in his palm.It’s a beginner’s gag.
“Thank you, Sir.”Ariel grins at him.“That was a most instructive lesson.Are you already finished?”
She’s studiously ignoring Austin and me.I want to claim her attention, but it would be shitty protocol to step in while she’s still in a scene with Quentin.
“I need enough time for aftercare.”Quentin gives her a smile.“I have somewhere else I need to be?—”
Austin interrupts him.“We can take it from here.I don’t think your sub is quite done.”
Quentin gives Ariel a questioning look.“Are you willing to scene with these two?They always work together.Seems a bit advanced for a beginner, but you’ve proven yourself so far, sweetheart.”
My jaw grinds at the sound of him using a pet name on our girl.
Ourgirl.
I’m so gone for her already, it’s ridiculous.
“I’m willing.”She nods to emphasize her agreement.
“Do you want her gag back in?”Quentin asks.
“No.”I motion he can toss it.“I want to hear what bratty things she has to say for herself.We’ve been trying to find her for weeks.”
Quentin’s eyebrows raise in surprise.“I didn’t mean to overstep, if she’s your partner?—”
“No.It’s more of a professional issue.”Austin’s tone is short, but he isn’t looking at Quentin—he’s looking at Ariel.
“All right.Good to see you two.”Quentin shakes our hands.He turns back to Ariel.“Behave—these two won’t go as easy on you as I did.”
He passes the flogger to Austin.Austin gives the flogger an experimental swing before taking the rubber ball from Ariel’s hand.
“You called us ‘Daddies’ in that text you sent.”I fold my arms across my chest and face down Ariel.“Did you mean that, little brat?Do you need some daddies to make you behave?”
She rolls her lips between her teeth, thinking.
Austin continues swishing the flogger around to get a sense of its weight and heft.“We’ll start as soon as you say it.Go ahead, princess.Say we’re your daddies.”
Her hesitance goes on so long, I think Austin’s going to walk away.
Then I realize—she’s still messing with us.I lean in and get close to her ear.Fuck, she smells good.Feminine sweat, sweet chamomile.I whisper, “Say it, brat.Or we walk away.”
Her eyes widen.She nods.Whispers, “Daddies.You’re my daddies.”
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