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It was such a delightful sound.
Davon and I moved to stand beside him. We both leaned forward and placed our hands on her, making her exceedingly aware of the fact that we were all staring at her delicious-looking cunt.
Goosebumps raced across her skin.
My cock hardened inside my slacks. I ached to fuck her.
But I’d have to wait. She needed to be punished first.
Ryder didn’t come into the room right away. He was making her wait. Anticipate how she was going to be punished. In the meantime, Davon, Morgn, and I all touched between her legs, pinching her, prodding her, occasionally smacking her ass when she tried to pull away.
I liked to watch the pinkness of my handprint rise and fade away in the ensuing seconds.
When Ryder finally walked into the room, his expression was dark. Purposeful. We all fell quiet, watching as he removed his shirt, then his belt. He doubled it over and tapped his palm with it.
He grinned with dark excitement.
Alaina was about to be taken down a few pegs. She was probably going to cry and beg. Maybe Ryder would fuck her after he belted her.
Maybe we’d all fuck her.
Chapter Seven
Alaina
The fucking bastards had tied me to the bed. No matter what I did, the rope they bound me with was too tight and every time I struggled it got tighter until I relaxed, like a Chinese finger trap. Naked, with my legs spread and my ass up, I was infinitely vulnerable.
“Slide some pillows under her hips. I want her ass up in the air,” Ryder declared, and I couldn’t help but tremble. I was growing more and more nervous by the second.
Were they going to beat me? Spank me? Fuck me? All of the above?
I trembled. My blood boiled. The anticipation was driving me wild.
Already, three of them had admired the wetness of my pussy. I was humiliated that my body had reacted in such a fashion. I should hate every last second of this shameful treatment, but the war between my mind and body confused me.
“You’re to call us Master from now on,” Ryder demanded as the others slipped one pillow and then another underneath me. My ass felt high in the air, like a vulnerable target begging for punishment. Aarom patted my ass cheek, and I scowled toward him.
“Fuck you,” I answered. I couldn’t be weak, not even now.
I could take a god damn spanking if it was necessary. I had to be strong, fight back. These men were never going to be my masters, not if I had anything to do with it.
“You know, if you scream, no one is going to hear. No one is going to come save you,” Ryder replied softly. His calm tone terrified me. I bit my lip. “There’s no one here in the city.”
The others moved away and sat on various chairs scattered around the room. They did nothing. Said nothing. They were apparently my audience. Bastards.
Ryder touched me then, and it startled me. I tried to pull away, but the ropes tightened once again. I could see him out of the corner of my eye, but then he moved out of sight.
Shit.
“Arch your back,” he commanded.
“No,” I answered.
I heard a swishing sound of leather cutting through the air and a line of fiery pain bloomed across my ass. I screamed in surprise and struggled only for the leather to strike me once more. He was whipping me with his belt. I could scarcely believe it.
“Ryder, you fucking bastard,” I yelled.
The belt whipped across my ass fast, five times in quick succession. I struggled to escape, trying to tense my muscles so that it didn’t hurt as much, but spread as widely as I was across the bed, it was very difficult. I struggled for nothing. I wasn’t going anywhere. If he wanted to spank me, I had no choice in the matter.
