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Suddenly, a cool, blunt object pressed at the entrance to my back channel, wet and lubricated in order to take my ass without objection.
The hard point pushed into my tight pucker and I tried to fight it, but Xandaar’s strength pushing into me was relentless. The point was narrow, but then the plug gradually widened, stretching my ass larger and larger until I was sure I would tear in two, and yet still, it continued. Wider and wider it spread me, diving deeper into my depths than I’d even thought possible.
I cried, I struggled, but my Vakarrans held me in place. My fingers moved, desperate to release my hold on my backside.
“Don’t you dare release those naughty cheeks of yours,” Roan commanded, and I cried out with embarrassment. He leaned in and kissed my cheek. “I can see how much wetter your cunt is, now that we’ve begun to lay claim to that pretty asshole.”
I moaned with shame.
“You want to be punished, don’t you, little dove,” Taraik whispered.
“Yes,” I answered, my pussy clenching, desperate for more.
“Open for me,” Xandaar demanded. “Take this entire plug deep in your ass and let us know that you’re ready for us to whip this tight little ass for your insolence.”
His words nearly made me shudder with pleasure.
I struggled to spread my cheeks wider, to push back against the plug assaulting my backside and finally, at last, I felt the plug pop into place inside me.
“Release,” Zac said, and I obeyed, increasingly aware of the fact that the base of the plug spread my cheeks just as much as if I was pulling them open myself.
“Now, up on your knees. I want you to go around and unbuckle each of our belts, fold them in half, and place them in our hands. After you do this, I want you ask us to punish your naughty ass as we see fit,” Roan commanded.
My breath whooshed out of my lungs. I didn’t obey at first, and Roan’s palm smacked my right cheek and I cried out, the sting sharp and the message clear. Submit, or your punishment will be far worse.
So, I obeyed. As much as I was reluctant to obey, somewhere deep down inside, I wanted to do so. My body wanted to submit, but my mind was fighting against it.
Slowly, I rose to my knees and began with Roan, slowly sliding his belt through the clasp and free from the confines of his combat pants. The gentle whooshing sound echoed in my ears and when I placed it in his hands, my stomach thumped nervously. Next, I moved on to Taraik, then Xandaar, and then Zac. Each time, my pussy clenched as leather slid against leather. Roan snapped his belt and I shivered, my legs trembling with anticipation and desire.
Once I had handed all four of them their implements, I laid back down over the pillows and arched my back, presenting my ass for them. They gently touched my skin and I jumped. Taraik leaned and pressed a kiss to my cheek.
“This is to remind you how much we adore you, little dove. The four of us love you and we’re never going to let you go, no matter what. You’re our woman now. Got it?” Taraik whispered.
“Yes, sir,” I responded, my ass clenching nervously.
Roan, Xandaar, and Zac murmured their agreement. My heart felt warm, my defenses falling to them, opening up to receive their love.
I pressed my hands forward and lifted my hips. Roan took his belt and laid it across my cheeks and I breathed in a sharp lungful of air. It was cool, lying on my skin. With time, the leather warmed to my body heat.
“Ready, Danika?” Roan asked, his voice calm with a hint of concern.
I nodded.
The leather left my ass and I heard it swish through the air. The sound of it smacking against my skin echoed loudly and I let out all my air in a single gasp. It took several seconds, but when the fiery burn finally hit me, I didn’t breathe for a good long moment.
When I finally did, the pain soared through my system, quickly intertwining into something much more pleasurable, shooting straight to my clit and forcing it to throb with desire. I moaned low in my throat and another lash of the belt whipped across my ass.
The four of them alternated, each one laying a stripe across my punished cheeks. The belt hurt, but it was done in a way that was clearly having an extremely strong arousing effect over me. And I’m sure they knew it. I’m sure they could see the wetness dripping down my thighs. M
y efforts to keep my legs closed seemed futile. Each time the leather whipped against my skin, my thighs inevitably drifted apart, giving them a very clear view of my pussy.
While it was incredibly shameful and dirty to imagine them staring at my naked flesh, it also turned me on. I honestly couldn’t wait for one of them to take me from behind, to fuck me hard like they always did.
Four belt strikes. One after the other, creeping down my ass to the tops of my thighs. The ones on my legs smarted more than the others, but then they would pause and massage my punished flesh. Their touch was like wild fire, sending blazing tingles up and down my skin, turning me on more with each passing second.
If this continued, I was afraid I might internally combust.
Soon, my hips were lifting up and down in anticipation of the lash. My legs were drifting further and further apart, and I could feel my nipples hardening against the comforter beneath me. My blood was rushing through my veins, pumped full of desire and the need for more. I was so hot.
