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Davon held me down, but his grip was soft. I didn’t fight him. I needed to feel the lick to the strap in order to obey. To call them my masters.
Aarom paused, his hand running down my wet hair and down my spine. His thumb circled the small of my back and I relaxed.
“When you’re ready, you know how to address us. If you call us your masters, I will stop whipping you. Is that clear?” he whispered, close to my ear. I relaxed even more.
“Yes,” I whispered.
The strap licked across my ass for the first time and I cried out in shock. The leather strap was thinner than Ryder’s belt and the line of fire that burned across my cheeks was that much more overwhelming. My fingers clenched into fists as one lash fell and then another, painting the entirety of my ass and down my thighs.
The sting was intense and biting, especially when he turned his attentions to my thighs. Despite all this, my pussy burned with need.
Pain molded into pleasure then as I descended into it. I allowed the punishment to consume me. Aarom paused then, delving his hand in between my thighs. His fingers slid up and down my slick folds.
He slapped me once there, hard and I shuddered with pleasure.
“Such a disobedient human. Ignoring the command of her Vakarran masters,” Da
von whispered into my ear.
The strap licked across my ass three times in quick succession and I cried out, squeezing my eyes tight together as the sting washed over me. My cheeks were on fire.
“Are you ready to get on your knees and suck your master’s cock?” Aarom demanded.
Fuck.
Yes. I wanted to.
I bit my lip hard and nodded into the counter.
The strap whipped my thighs then, hard.
“Say it, Alaina. Now,” Aarom demanded, making a point to strike with every last word.
“Yes, Master. I’m ready,” I whispered, my ass on fire from the strap.
Davon released me then and I slid down slowly. Aarom caught my arm and helped me descend so I didn’t hurt myself in my rush to obey.
He cupped my face in his hands and drew my lips to his. He kissed me gently, but it made my blood boil even hotter.
His eyes studied mine, searching, analyzing and I allowed myself to smile gently in return. I watched as his skin tone changed from purple to the more human color, just like Davon’s had done. I was appreciative of them both for doing that for me, allowing me to feel like I was captive more to two human men rather than Vakarrans.
I knew they were aliens. That was more than clear, but right now? I could at least pretend a little bit that they weren’t.
Aarom released my face, stood up tall, and dropped the strap to the floor beside me. I reached out and touched it, feeling the soft leather hide in my fingers.
I heard Aarom unbuckle his pants and push them down a bit, revealing his cock to my view. I licked my lips.
It was hard as iron for me. Its bulbous head bobbed in my direction and a tiny drop of pre-cum rolled down from the slit at the top. Hard ridges and veins pulsed down the sides and I suddenly yearned to touch him, savor him, make him shake with pleasure.
Was that so wrong?
I wondered then what alien cock would even taste like.
I edged forward and lifted my eyes to meet his.
“Open your mouth,” he murmured softly, and I obeyed.
He pressed his cock onto my tongue and I stuck it out a bit further. I moved forward just a little and laid my palms on his thighs. His hips pumped forward, and I wasn’t quite prepared for it, so I gagged a little at his unexpected girth.
