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I knew she wouldn’t last. From the moment she bit her lower lip, I knew there was too much fight in her to follow instructions.
Instead of answering her blatant disrespect, I put a soft hand on her lower back. “Get on it. On your stomach, with your legs on here,” I say, tapping where she should put her legs.
She huffs, turning around to Rachel. “Is that what you want, Sunshine?” she asks, practically ordering her to stop this.
Rachel sits down on the red-padded throne we have in this room and puts her hands on the armrests. “Yes, Doll,” she answers sharply. “That is what I want. Now get on it and close that smart mouth of yours before we gag it.”
Rose takes a deep breath and turns back to the spanking horse. “Whatever,” she mumbles to herself.
Lik helps her on. She lowers her upper body on the main bit, her stomach against the leather. Lik buckles her waist to it while I ensure her thighs and shins are against the leg bits. I wrap the leather buckle around each thigh and then around her ankles.
At the front, Lik extends her arms down the front legs and locks her wrists in the cuffs.
“Beautiful,” I say as I run a hand across her backside. “You owe me quite a few apologies, Rose. How should I go about achieving that?” I click my tongue. “Rachel, love,” I prompt her. “Go to that closet and pick whatever you want.”
She smiles at me, and despite her bruised face and lips crusted with dry blood, she looks the most powerful she’s ever been.
She walks to the closet where I keep the impact play equipment and opens it. I see her hand hovering across many of them, but she settles on the cane, and I can’t help the shiver of excitement that runs up my back. The tips of my fingers tingle at the idea of caning Rose’s perfectly round ass.
I put my hand on her lower back and run it down her ass cheeks, making circular motions and warming up her skin.
Rachel brings me the cane, and electricity zaps between us when I grab it from her, our fingers grazing. She smiles at me and goes back to sit down on the throne.
I spend another minute warming Rose’s ass and the back of her thighs, which are where I’m going to hit. She’s completely relaxed on the bench and Lik is scratching her scalp, his hand buried in her hair.
“Tell me, Rose. What is your definition of pain?”
I tap her ass cheeks lightly with the cane, but she doesn’t answer me. “So bloody stubborn.”
I strike her lightly. She jumps more from the surprise than the pain. “Is that painful?”
She stays silent. “You’re right. I think that’s not hard enough. Let’s do something. Whenever my strikes become too painful. Say you’re sorry for disobeying me, and I’ll stop right away.”
I take a step back and a deep breath. I have to focus, to not hit with all my strength. I must relax and let go of the rage I’ve been holding. This is not about hurting her. This is about healing all of us.
I strike. Harder this time. Enough that a line appears on both her ass cheeks. She hisses and tenses in her binds but doesn’t say anything. I do it again, slightly harder. Her silence keeps me going. On the third strike, she grunts painfully.
“There are only so many times I can safely strike you with a cane, Rose. I don’t want to hurt you beyond repair.”
She tries to shift, but she’s stuck in her position. The leather wrapped around her is keeping her tightly against the bench. In front of me, Lik’s eyes light up and he licks his lower lip. His hard-on is evident in his jeans, and I smile at him. “Do you want her mouth or her pussy?”
“Mouth,” he rasps. Lust is coating his usually smooth voice.
I strike Rose, making her shriek. “We’re getting there.” I run my hand against her backside, knowing it’ll help with the pain. “I think you’re turning Lik on.”
“He’s not the only one,” Rachel adds with a breathy voice.
Rose’s breathing has accelerated, and I know I’m getting close to my goal. The next strike does it.
“Shit!” she screams. “Fuck…fuck…”
“Language. How’s that for pain? Does it hurt?”
“Y-yeah,” she pants.
“And yet I can’t hear how sorry you are for disobeying me.”
Rachel and I cross our gazes, and I can’t help but smirk. We’re both completely aware of the unfairness of the situation. Rose saved her life. Ultimately, it’s a good thing she went into that house.
