Author: Renee Rose
Category: Fiction
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“Lift up your shirt.”
“Isn’t this your shirt?” she shot back, but her fingers reached for the hem.
“Did you get mouthy like that with your old masters, Lily?”
“No, Master,” she conceded.
“Good. Higher.” He nudged the shirt above her peach-tipped nipples.
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He uncorked the bottle of oil and dabbed a circle on each breast.
“Why good?”
“I’m glad you’re willing to give me a little sass. It gives me reason to punish you.” He watched her face flush an enchanting shade of pink.
“Why do you like to punish?”
He dropped his hand to her pussy and rubbed the oil that remained on his fingers onto her clitoris.
She clung to his arms, her legs wobbling as he stroked slowly over her slit.
“Because”—he bent his head and murmured close to her ear—“it’s so vecking hot to control all the responses of a female.”
Her breath had quickened, fingers tightening until her nails dug into his skin.
“But why punishment?” She let out a sexy whimper and her eyes rolled back in her head.
He shoved her back against the wall and plunged his fingers deep inside her. “Because some little females deserve to be punished. Don’t they?” He pumped them in and out.
“Oh!” Her face had flushed a deep pink and her fingers flew to her breasts. The oil had started working.
“Do you deserve my punishment, Lily?”
The involuntary twitch near her mouth made him yank his fingers out of her. She’d been about to orgasm.
She sobbed, her big eyes both pleading and accusing as she doubled over and reached one hand between her legs.
“Ah ah,” he said sharply.
Her hand stopped just before it reached her sex.
“What did I tell you, pet?”
“No touching,” she whispered. She took on a feverish appearance, eyes glassy, body shivering. She cupped her breasts. “May I—”
He shook his head, and she froze.
Her brows came down in frustration, and she shoved at him, throwing her entire weight into his chest.
It was delicious. He loved the fight in her, He caught her up into his arms and held her off the ground while she kicked and scratched.
“Careful, pet. I don’t want to have to spank you again, not until that pretty bottom heals.”
“Oh the entertainment is in here,” drawled Jaso from the doorway. Janu stood beside him, and they both wore smirks.
Lily instantly stopped fighting, dropping her chin and turning sullen, her face still flaming.
He tucked her against his side, protectively. He didn’t mind a little humiliation, but any more would work against him and his plans to enjoy his lovely pet. Because truthfully, he needed her to enjoy his game, too, or else it wouldn’t be fun for him. She might fight him, curse him, say she hated him, but as long as her sensuous body continued to show signs of arousal and excitement, he considered her to be playing along. He knew, though, if he took things too far—if he gave her more pain than she could handle or humiliated her too much, that part of her would shut down. He’d already seen glimpses of how she checked out of her body. And he definitely didn’t want an empty veck-doll.