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“Yes, Master D. What pleases you pleases me.”

“Glad to hear it.” He bent and sucked on her nipples, echoing the sensation Noratu created around her clit.

She wiggled and arched as tension gathered in her lower body. Noratu slipped two fingers into her pussy and fucked her as his lips and tongue worked her clit.

“Come for us,” Draven ordered. “Come right now.”

Like the obedient slave they had made her, she arched and shuddered as hard pulses of sensation rippled through her core, radiating out to other parts of her body. Streaks of pleasure shot down her inner thighs and her toes curled.

“Good girl,” Draven praised.

Noratu withdrew his fingers and brought them to her mouth. “Taste your pleasure. Combine it with mine.”

This was such a frequent request that she’d gotten used to the taste. She liked theirs better, but this no longer bothered her and they both enjoyed humbling her in this way.

Draven waited until she’d licked Noratu’s fingers clean then he held out his hand and drew her off the bed. “Turn around and bend from the waist. Support yourself on your forearms.”

“Yes, sir.” She faced the bed and bent over, resting her folded arms on the bed. She moved her feet apart and rolled her hips so her ass was up as far as possible. The only thing that hurt worse than the strap was a rod. Her heart thumped and she tried to slow her breathing, but failed. He was her master. She had offered him control over her body. This was testing that control. If her body was truly his to do with as he wished, she would willingly allow anything he asked of her.

Draven stroked her bottom, his touch slow and tender. “Your entire body is lovely, but this ass.” He smacked her with his hand, one side and then the other. “Who wouldn’t want to spank it?”

He accented the question with several more slaps. She stayed still and breathed through the sting. He was warming her up, warning her nerve endings that more intense sensations were on the way. She pressed her lips together as tears blurred her vision.

“Do you want the strap, sweet slave?”

“No, sir. I want you to fuck me.”

He chuckled and spanked her some more. “No doubt that is true, but we both know it will change.” He moved to a different angle and swung the strap for the first time.

The synthetic leather landed across both cheeks with a shocking thud. For a millisecond her senses didn’t register the pain and then her ass exploded with burning sensations. She cried out and twisted her hips, unable to remain still.

“Breathe through it,” Draven coached. After a short pause, he swung the strap again.

The impact was lower and the pain hit faster. She cried out again, but fought the need to twist her hips. Heat sank through her ass and bloomed in her abdomen. Her clit twitched and her core tensed; already her perception was shifting from pain to pleasure, or at least pleasurable pain.

He stroked her bottom then eased his fingers between her thighs. He teased her wet folds, sliding over without parting them.

The next two spanks came without pause, dragging a strangled cry from her throat. He pushed two fingers into her core and fucked her twice before removing them again. “Not wet enough yet. Ask for more.”

Telling him to stop wasn’t an option and they both knew it. “Please, Master D, strap me some more.”

The strap connected again and again until tears ran down her cheeks and sobs shook her shoulders. Her core clenched down tight and her clit throbbed in time with her abused bottom. She lost count of the smacks and her surroundings blurred as endorphins flooded her system.

He paused again and pushed his hand between her thighs. “Oh, yes.” His fingers slipped easily into her core, so he added a third finger, fucking her slowly while her clit and ass throbbed in unison. “Come for me, firebird. Come because you love my strap.”

Intoxicated by the overwhelming sensations, she let her body have its way. His fingers shuttled in and out, his thumb teasing her asshole at the apex of each thrust. Her bottom cheeks continued to burn and throb, but it all blurred into one consuming maelstrom of sensation.

She cried out then sobbed loudly as an orgasm tore through her. Hard, rippling spasms tightened her muscles around his fingers. Her knees nearly buckled and her entire body felt flushed and oversensitive.

Draven withdrew his fingers and kissed his way from the nape of her neck to the small of her back. “You are so precious to us, so precious to me.” He pushed affection into her mind, reinforcing the whispered claim.

She sobbed even harder, but she couldn’t explain her reaction.

He scooped her up in his arms and Noratu wrapped her in a blanket. Draven sat on the foot of the bed and carefully settled her on his lap.

A low moan escaped her parted lips as the pressure on her bottom amplified the pain. She wasn’t cold, but she couldn’t stop shaking.

They stroked her hair and arms as Draven rocked her in his arms. “I’ve got you, love. Take as long as you need.”

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