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However, when she pointed at him and said,
“Kneel,” he did so without complaint.
“Torin,” Sky said to him, now that he was more on her level. “You know why you must be punished, don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress,” he rumbled.
“Good.” She nodded, very aware that Mistress Hottalot was watching their performance closely. “Then tell me why.”
His glowing golden eyes went half-lidded at once.
“Because I lapped your soft little pussy open and licked up your sweet juices instead of just kissing your panties, Mistress,” he rumbled. “Because I made you come and penetrated you with my fingers and tongue while I was tasting you. I finger-fucked your hot little cunt while you came all over my face.”
His hot words brought another unaccustomed blush to Sky’s cheeks. Damn it—what was he thinking, talking like this while they were on a mission together?
“Torin!” she snapped warningly.
“Sorry, Mistress,” he rumbled. “Your scent is so hot and your pussy honey is so delicious I just couldn’t help myself. I had to taste you.”
“What a shocking statement!” Mistress Hottalot exclaimed, looking scandalized. “You must punish him for such brazenness at once! Have him taste the Fire powder if he’s so anxious to taste something!”
“Definitely,” Sky said, frowning. She no longer had any qualms about burning the big Kindred’s tongue. He deserved to suffer for the way he was acting! She pointed at her right nipple, coated in the Fire powder. “Taste the Fire,” she ordered.
Torin didn’t seem at all unwilling. He leaned forward eagerly and ran his tongue over her tight nipple, coated in the red and orange powder.
“No, suck it!” Sky commanded, trying not to show how the light touch of his tongue against her sensitive peak affected her.
Once more, the big Kindred was obedient. He sucked her tight nipple deep into his hot mouth at once, causing Sky to bite back a moan as the warm, wet suction enfolded her tingling tip.
At first, she didn’t think the Fire powder was having any effect on him. But then, his eyes began to water, though he never stopped sucking, and Sky realized that he was, indeed, being affected.
“That’s good—make certain he gets it all off,” Mistress Hottalot said helpfully. “And be certain he cleans your nipple thoroughly.” She was standing nearby, watching, with her arms crossed over her breasts and her long, pink fingernails tapping.
At last, Sky thought the giant Kindred had had enough. Besides, the warm, wet suction of his hot mouth and the way he was swirling his tongue around and around her tight peak was beginning to make her pussy hot and wet all over again.
“Enough,” she said and tapped him on the shoulder.
Torin withdrew at once, panting. The pinkish-red undertones in his gray skin were very visible and Sky thought he would have been quite red in the face if his skin had been tan like hers instead of gray.
“Have you learned your lesson?” she asked him, trying to sound stern, though her nipple was still tingling and throbbing from his thorough attention.
“Yes, Mistress,” he growled hoarsely. “I won’t taste your pussy again until you ask me to.”
Which will be never, Sky thought—but she couldn’t help remembering how good his mouth felt between her legs.
“Then you may taste the Ice,” she said, indicating her other nipple and trying to push aside the erotic images his words evoked.
“Thank you, Mistress.” He leaned forward once more and sucked her left nipple eagerly into his mouth. The silvery-blue Ice powder seemed to ease his pain and he also seemed to like its taste—or maybe it was just sucking her nipples he liked, Sky speculated. Because his muscular arms crept around her waist and he drew her closer, drawing her breast as deeply into his mouth as he could.
“Oh…oh, Torin!” she exclaimed rather breathlessly, worried that he might get carried away again. “That’s enough—really it is!”
At last, reluctantly she thought, he drew back, allowing her tight nipple to slip from between his lips. He looked up at her, his arms still locked around her waist and his eyes like molten gold.
“Thank you, Mistress,” he murmured. “For punishing me and then healing me…for teaching me how to be a better bodyslave and letting me suck your sweet nipples.”
“Well—that was nicely said,” Mistress Hottalot said approvingly.
Sky nearly jumped, she’d forgotten the other woman was there! Really, they had to get back on track here!
“Er…thank you,” she said. nodding. “And now that my bodyslave has been, uh, properly punished, can we please get back to the murders?”
“Oh yes, the murders of the Sacred Seven. So awful!” Mistress Hottalot fluttered her bejeweled fingers—each decorated with its own pink diamond ring—expressively. “What do you need to know?”
“Well, we’re having the same kind of killings on Portex Three,” Sky told her. “Or we’ve had one and we’re concerned we might have more soon—we think this killer is the same one who struck on Yonnie Six.”
