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The plug in my ass felt filthy, raunchy even. Good girls didn’t get things put in their ass, but I didn’t care. In fact, I think it made my pleasure peak even higher.
Finally, when I thought I couldn’t take any more, I heard the belts drop to the floor and four pairs of hands descended onto my skin. Fingers wove in and out of my wet folds, kneading my flesh, circling my clit, teasing me with the promise for more.
I moaned when Xandaar gripped the plug and pumped in and out of my asshole, forcing my focus entirely on my captors and what they were doing to my body. They pinched and prodded me, forcing me high up on my hands and knees so that they could play with not only my pussy, but also my breasts. They squeezed my nipples hard and I cried out, only to be rewarded with sharp stingy slaps to the underside of my breasts.
“Look at this soaking wet cunt. Our little dove likes to be punished,” Taraik observed and I shivered with my shame.
His palm pressed up against my wet folds and I squeaked nervously.
“Such a naughty pussy deserves to be punished too, don’t you think?” he added, and I moaned with arousal.
His palm left my flesh and came back down, sharply spanking my soaked mound. The pain was exquisite and at once, my clit throbbed sharply in response.
“More,” I pleaded and Taraik chuckled behind me.
“Lift your hips, little dove. Show me every inch of that cunt, so I can make sure it receives the dose of punishment it deserves.”
I shuddered with desire and obeyed. I spread my legs wide, arched my back, and presented my wet folds to him. My pussy clenched, clearly eager to experience pain and pleasure mixed as one as soon as possible.
His palm cupped my mound, and the pads of his fingers brushed against my clit. I breathed a shaky breath, wondering if I’d be given permission to orgasm soon.
“Ten,” Taraik said.
I simply moaned.
Nine more to go.
His touch left mine, slapping back down on sensitive flesh. My skin blazed at first, but it quickly morphed into ecstasy. I couldn’t wait for him to spank my pussy again.
He slapped my folds in a quick succession then, and I was left breathless with want.
“Hand me a belt. She’ll take the last five with leather,” Taraik demanded and I moaned with arousal. The thought of leather striking against my clit left me incredibly nervous, but impossibly turned on.
I stilled, waiting.
In no time at all, the familiar feeling of leather tapped against my pussy. My ass still on fire and with my folds about to experience the same burn, I started to feel anxious. Could I take it? Would he make me beg for mercy? Would this be a true punishment?
“Do you trust me, little dove?” Taraik asked.
I did. I knew he wouldn’t truly hurt me.
“Say it,” he commanded.
“I trust you, sir,” I replied, my voice shaky with want.
“Good girl. If you behave, I might just let you come,” he said, and I trembled.
The belt left my skin and with just enough force to make my skin burn, it slapped against it. The effect on my body was instantaneous and my passion throbbed all the harder. I was so turned on that it wasn’t painful and mostly just arousing.
“Each one is going to get harder, love,” he explained, and I bit my lip.
The second and third hurt a little bit more, but not overwhelmingly so.
“Fuck,” I whispered, quickly becoming overwhelmed by my desire for more.
My pussy throbbed, still awaiting the fourth and fifth slaps with the belt and seemingly still seconds away from orgasm.
Taraik’s fingers dipped into my entrance, sliding easily through the wetness slipping down my thighs.
