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I cried out at the sudden pain, but I did not protest. I knew begging for mercy would accomplish nothing. Zane was going to punish me, and he wouldn’t stop until he wanted to, until I learned my lesson and my entire body was good and sore. As much as I was afraid of what was about to happen, I couldn’t deny that I wanted it too. The hand cupping my pussy fell away from my skin.
A slapping sound echoed throughout the woods and at once, I realized that he smacked my pussy. Delicious pain consumed me for a long moment, but then, my pussy began to throb with pleasure. I breathed heavily, drawing in air as my desire began to grow.
“After I whip this naughty ass, I’m going to make sure to punish that wet little cunt of yours, good and hard,” he whispered, and my pussy clenched in excitement.
Zane’s hold on my hair fell away next and then, a piece of fabric drifted over my eyes. Deprived of my vision and swallowed up by darkness, my other senses grew stronger. I heard the crackle of leaves behind me, the sound of Zane’s bated breath, the sway of the trees in the wind and I found it hard to quell the rising desire in my body.
I heard many footsteps in the leaves and then, someone moved in front of me, but I couldn’t figure out who. All I knew was that Zane was no longer the only one taking part in my punishment. My nipples hardened into tight little peaks and my pussy clenched and I couldn’t deny that I wanted to know what was going to happen next. A pair of fingers reached out and caressed my nipple, before pinching it hard enough to make me cry out.
Another hand reached between my legs, exploring my rampant arousal and I shivered with my shame. I felt a smooth surface rub against my cheek and the scent of leather drifted to my nose. Trembling, I tried to pull in a breath but then, the fingers between my legs began to circle my throbbing clit.
“About to get the belt, and still, she’s as wet as ever,” Valdus said nonchalantly and my shame washed over me.
Another pair of fingers joined his, before they left my pussy and immediately thrust into my mouth.
“Taste how wet you are,” Zane mused. All four of them knew it. I felt humiliated, but also incredibly turned on.
Trying to be as obedient as I could, I swirled my tongue around his thick digits, tasting the sweetness of my arousal. I whimpered softly with my shame, before he dragged his fingers from my lips. Gently, he cuffed my cheek and I could feel my own wetness on my skin.
“She’s beautiful,” Caleb muttered under his breath and his voice was like a light in the darkness for me.
Next to me, Zane pressed his lips to my shoulder.
Devoid of sight, I didn’t know what was going to happen next, but when I heard something swish through the air, I stiffened. A fiery lash burst across my ass then and I cried out with surprise. If I had thought Tavik’s palm had been painful, it was nothing compared to Zane’s belt. The lash fell again as Zane began to fall into a steady rhythm. I twisted and turned in my bonds, but the belt met the curves of my ass, as well as my thighs each and every time.
I cried out. I begged, but nothing I could do stopped the leather’s assault.
It burned hot and with my sight taken away from me, it was the only thing I could focus on. Hands grasped at my breasts and my pussy, pinching me, teasing me and forcing me to feel pleasure even as the belt whipped against my skin. With the men touching me, it was hard to keep my body’s reactions at bay. The whip of the belt caused an initial burst of pain, but then, with the men’s touch and knowing how I’d lost complete control, pleasure soon followed. Fingers pinched at my wet folds, and I couldn’t stop them, bound as I was. They were going to give me pleasure and pain, and I couldn’t do a thing about it.
I had to take it. All of it.
One after another, the belt kissed my ass, starting from the tops of my cheeks down to about mid-thigh. The ones that punished my legs brought tears to my eyes, the pain quick and intense. Zane made me dance before him, my hips swaying back and forth, attempting to avoid the lash, but failing every time.
Before long, my ass burned hot, igniting with pain like I’d never felt. It was hot, intense, and quickly morphed into something more pleasurable that left me wanting more. Zane didn’t allow me to get comfortable though. My body became a pleasurable mass of confusion, pain, and desire building with each passing second. Tears sprang to my eyes as I tried to handle this deliberate and intense assault on my senses. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to stop myself from crying, but I was quickly overwhelmed. My breath caught in my throat and Zane focused the belt on my thighs, the cadence of his lashes quickening until all I knew was the sting of my punishment.
As the first tear escaped my eyes, I whimpered. Soon, the mask over my eyes was damp from my tears and I felt a change in my body then. At first, I had been fighting, but I gradually quieted and accepted the fall of the lash. I hung from my bonds as the belt licked into my backside. In that moment, I accepted it, knowing I’d deserved every last one.
Zane’s fingers brushed against my ass and he dragged his nails down my freshly punished flesh.
“My marks look marvelous on you, Kaela,” he exclaimed softly.
“Zane,” I whispered, my voice breathy with pain and desire.
“Have you learned your lesson, pet?” he asked.
“Yes,” I breathed, as multiple sets of fingers explored every inch of my body. My ass burned, and I could feel each welt from the belt as it rose on my skin. It hurt, but the pulsing between my legs was quickly overpowering the effects of my punishment. Zane wouldn’t let me forget though, as he trailed his sharp nails up the curves of my backside. I gasped, pressing my hips into his touch.
Hands grasped my wrists and soon, I was freed from the ropes. My body felt like jelly, but my four men were there to support me. They wrapped me up in their arms, caressing my sore punished flesh, caring for me despite everything that had just happened. My tears dried, and someone reached behind my head and loosened the mask covering my eyes. I sniffed and blinked several times as my sight adjusted to the light of the day.
My lips parted. All four men stared down at them.
“Are you ready to show me how sorry you are?” Tavik asked, his voice a soft purr that left me wanting to please him.
I nodded as he grasped my chin and traced his thumb over my lower lip.
“On your knees,” he demanded, and the others dropped my feet to the ground. Slowly, I obeyed. His hand traced down the front of his pants and he cupped the bulge between his legs, teasing me with it then. He took his time as he undid his belt, unbuttoning his black pants and unzipping them with a sense of leisure that left me nearly breathless with my arousal.
Even slower still, he pushed his pants open, revealing the bulbous head of his cock to my view. Up close like this, I could see the entirety of it in all its glory. Tavik’s member was huge. It was slightly deeper in color than the rest of his body, a dark, delicious wine color that left me craving all of it. His cock was thick, long, and the veins running along either side of it pulsed with his own desire. The slit atop the head of his dick parted just a little, releasing a single drop of pre-cum to slide down his length.
