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He stroked her lips with his thumb and eased affection into her mind. “Were you disrespectful to me?”
Why was he being so nice when she knew he was about to punish her? He wasn’t letting her stay angry, wasn’t letting her hate him. Her anger faded, leaving a hollow ache in her chest. Why was this so damn hard for her? She wanted to be good, tried to be good. She wanted them to be proud of her. “Yes, Master,” she sobbed, lips trembling under his thumb. “I embarrassed you in front of your boss, made it seem like you couldn’t control me.”
“Then do you deserve punishment?”
Defeated and miserable, she stood up and turned around. Actions always spoke louder than words so she pulled up her dress and bent over the chair. Discipline was nothing new. It didn’t seem to matter how hard she tried to think like an Altorian. Her human upbringing got her into trouble. She reeled in her emotions and braced for what was to come.
Draven caressed her naked bottom, easing his thumb into the valley between her rounded cheeks. “Why do I discipline you?”
Her emotions were raw; she was too close to weeping for this conversation. “Just do it, please. I screwed up, so spank me.”
His hand drifted down and eased between her legs. He teased her with feather-light touches, petting her while avoiding her clit. “Answer the question.”
Despite her attempts to restrain her emotions, a harsh sob broke free and tears leaked from her eyes. “You want me to be whatyouneed, the perfect Altorian mate. I spent too long on Earth. I just can’t think that way.”
The fastener at the back of her dress slid downward and the material sagged onto her arms. Draven pushed the dress up and over her head, leaving it to pool on the chair. She was naked now, except for her shoes. He stroked her back and sides, squeezed her breasts and rolled her nipples.
“You are already the perfect mate, Flora. You are unique and spirited. We both appreciate those qualities. This is about protocol. There are times when we can express ourselves freely and times when we cannot. Is this not true on Earth as well?”
She didn’t understand his strategy. Draven could be surprisingly affectionate, but not while he was correcting her behavior. His hands continued to glide over her trembling body and emotion welled inside her. She sobbed, tears flowing down her cheeks.
Draven drew her up and turned her to face him. “Why are you so upset?”
“I don’t want to disappoint you.” The admission made her sob even harder. “I try to be good, but I keep screwing up.”
He brushed the hair back from her face and pulled her against his body. Noratu pressed in tight against her back, running kisses down her neck and onto her shoulder.
“We are not disappointed in you,” Draven stressed. “Someone reared on Altor would be thrilled with your progress. For someone with your background, what you have accomplished is astonishing. This is a momentary setback, nothing more. We are always interested in your opinions, but there is a time and place for such conversations.”
She nodded and took a deep breath. She had made a mistake, now it was time to accept the consequences. “I have a lot of concerns about the war. I would like to discuss them at length in the near future.”
“We will talk, but not right now.”
Draven paused and kissed her, a slow meshing of lips and tongues. Then he turned her around and Noratu kissed her too. Flora soaked in their affection, needing it desperately.
“Take your discipline like a good girl,” Noratu encouraged as he stepped back.
Without having to be told, Flora returned to her earlier position. She placed her feet at shoulder-width and folded her arms on the seat of the chair. Her breasts felt heavy and her pussy was on display just the way her controller liked it. This was not going to be pleasant. He’d spanked her this morning with a belt, so there was no way she was getting his hand or even the flogger.
Her mind drifted back to the worst punishment she’d suffered since her arrival at the Citadel. It had been horrible from beginning to end, but it hadn’t involved pain. She’d sneaked into a restricted area simply because she was bored and curious. The area was forbidden because it was unstable, very dangerous just to walk through.
Draven was furious when he found out where the guards had found her. He made her wear a vibrator for over three hours. It cycled off and on, keeping her aroused without letting her come. Edging, she’d heard it called, and she hated the tactic. When he finally turned off the vibrator, he pushed a large dildo into her pussy and a plug into her ass. Then he ordered her to suck his cock. She drained Noratu’s cock next and then Draven took out the dildo and the anal insert. He told her that she was not allowed to touch herself and then put her to bed. She lay there aching and miserable, thinking about how foolish she had been. In the morning, she knelt at his feet and sincerely apologized. She hadn’t endangered herself since and likely never would again.
Harsh punishments might seem cruel, but no one could deny that they were effective.
“This is an important lesson,” Noratu told her right before his hand landed on her upturned ass.
She breathed through the sting. This was a warm-up. Draven went to get the real implement.
“Are you allowed to ask questions?” he asked after several firm swats.
“Yes, Master N.”
He squeezed each cheek then spanked her some more before asking, “Are you allowed to have opinions and individual thoughts?”
“Yes, Master N.” The heat was compounding and the discomfort was making her pussy ache. She wasn’t sure if processing pain as pleasure was hardwired into her genetics or if they had conditioned her body to react this way. All she knew was discipline never failed to turn her on.
He rubbed her skin a bit more roughly after each swat, spreading the heat and encouraging her arousal. “When and how are you allowed to express your thoughts and opinions?”
