Page 21 of His Errant Ward


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The clock in the hall struck three. Though hours remained before the dawn, he knew it would take an entire lifetime before he had had his fill of her.

His brain warred between wanting to simply hold, caress, and cherish her and claiming her hard, fast, and in a hurry. He prayed there would be an opportunity for both.

Though still technically a virgin, sexual awareness had been unleashed in Tallie and she lay upon the bed, legs spread wide and her fingers working the folds of her womanhood as she stared up at him, her bold gaze holding his.

“And just what do you think you are doing, young lady?” He stood over the bed and gave her a stern look, which had the desired effect as he noted the heat flaring in her eyes and a saucy smile tugging the corner of her mouth.

“Why, I am touching myself. Is it not obvious? We do not have a lot of time, Zander, so I started without you.” Her fingers toyed with the swollen nub of her clitty.

“Much as I enjoy watching you pleasure yourself,” his cock was already ramrod straight, “you, my little Tallie, have gotten a bit too proud and independent in the bedroom for my liking.” Reaching down, he moved her hand out of the way while he gave her cunny several swift smacks. Using three fingers, he swatted the sensitive flesh of her quim and clitty.

“Ow. Oh. Oh. Ohhh.” As he expected, the punishment brought both pleasure and pain for Tallie. His fingers were coated in her essence even with only brief contact. Running his finger around the rim of her passage, he marveled at the deepening pink color where his strikes had landed as well as the copious amounts of moisture flowing from her.

“Do I make myself clear, young lady?”

“I believe so, s-sir,” she said. “Does that also mean I am not permitted to touch myself here, either?” Covering her breasts with both hands, she pulled and pinched the nipples, rolling the beaded ends between her fingertips as she pouted up at him. “Is this against the rules, too?”

“Bloody hell, Tallie. I do not know what they taught you at that expensive finishing school, but I am sure I did not see ‘personal sexual gratification’ on the list of subjects to be covered.”

“This was a bit more of an extracurricular activity.” She continued to manipulate the full globes of her tits while her hips bucked against the mattress.

Yet again, Zander felt compelled to take his errant ward in hand. It was hardly a difficulty for him. Besides, she was clearly asking for it.

He allowed himself one brief moment to gaze upon her and experience the depth of his affection for her, his sweet, innocent, and daring girl. He adored everything about her from her bold ways and caustic comments to the innocent moans she made as her climax built.

Then he slapped the side of her breast. “You are not to touch yourself there, either, unless I give permission. Did I give you permission?” He smacked the other breast and her hands fell to her sides, leaving him free range to administer alternating swats again. The sides of her breasts pinkened and Tallie’s eyes shone bright with desire. “Answer my question, Tallie. Did I give you permission?”

“N-no. I did not even ask. I have been naughty, have I not?”

“You absolutely have. And do you know what happens to naughty girls?”

“N-no.”

“No, what?”

“No, sir. No, sir, Mr. Thwaite.”

“That is better. And I bet you do know what happens to naughty girls.”

“They get p-punished.”

“Yes, they do. Naughty girls get butt plugs.”

At his statement, Tallie sat up in bed, arms crossed over her recently spanked breasts. “Wh-what? What is a butt p-plug?”

“You are a smart girl, Tallie. I bet you can guess.”

She chewed her bottom lip. “I-I am sorry, Zander. Sir. I was teasing you.”

“I am well aware of your antics, Tallie. Now, I will need to fetch some supplies, so while I am in my dressing area, I want you to assume the position at the foot of my bed as you did earlier today in your bedchamber when I used the ginger on you. See? You are already experienced with having things in your arse, including my cock. And if you are a good girl with the butt plug, I will jam my cock into your bunghole one more time. You would like that, would you not, Tallie?”

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She wanted to shriekand run from the room, but the heated urges between her thighs told her if she did she would regret it for the rest of her life.

And well she knew no matter what Zander asked or insisted or ordered her to do, she would do it.

She had angered Zander and he had punished her with the crop, his hands, and his cock. Of course, there had been pleasure as well, but she had no reason to believe, particularly since he refused to claim her cunny, that this was more than a reaction to the events of the day. As was her general outlook on life, Tallie would live for the moment and worry about the future later.

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