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“You better.”
His lips closed around the sensitive bud and sucked, released then sucked again. The third time he latched on hard, spasms of pleasure rippling through her pussy. She cried out, trembling with the force of her release.
“You were told not to come,” Tov reminded sharply.
She lowered her hands and glared at him. “You did that intentionally.”
“Did I?” His expression was grim, but triumph lit his gaze. “Why would I intentionally make you lose control?”
“So you could punish me.” He’d already spanked her on the shuttle, but apparently he wanted more.
“I am your master. Do I need a reason to discipline you?”
“No, but I respond better when you do.” She drew her legs together, panting softly.
“Let us worry about your responses.” Tov crossed the room and opened a compartment inset in the wall across from the bed.
“Spread those thighs,” Merrik ordered. “No one gave you permission to cover yourself.”
She opened her legs with a sigh. Clearly, there was no way of avoiding what Tov had in mind. She might as well glean whatever enjoyment she could from his chosen means of punishment.
Tov returned, carrying a flogger, or the Altorian equivalent of one. He swung it sharply and the strands made a whooshing sound. “Hands and knees. Stay on the bed.” The implement was one of his favorites. The strands could produce a mild sting or hurt like hell depending on how hard he swung it.
Cara rolled over then bent her legs beneath her. Her feet hooked over the edge of the bed.
“Head down, and open your legs,” Tov ordered. “I want access to your pussy.”
Dread washed over Cara as she complied. Tov had never spanked her pussy with anything other than his hand. She had a horrible feeling that was about to change. Her inner muscles fluttered and her clit twitched. Apparently, her body was not as upset by the idea as her mind was.
Tov dragged the flogger from the nape of her neck to the bend of her knee then lightly slapped her bottom. “Why are you being disciplined?”
“Because you teased me until I came.”
The next swat was significantly harder. “True,” he admitted. “But there are more important reasons. Name one.” He swung the flogger again.
The sting lit up her skin and made her muscles clench. She forced herself to relax as she said, “You enjoy hurting me.”
“Yes, I do.” As if to prove the point, he flogged her upturned cheeks in silence for a few moments.
She breathed through the intensity as the pain began to compound. Heat spread across her skin and sank into her muscles as the flogger continued to connect. Occasionally a stray strand snapped against her pussy, making her gasp and jerk away.
“Remain still and quiet. Accept what I choose to give you.”
She fought the urge to move when he struck her next, but a cry burst from her throat. Already she felt lightheaded and her nipples were beaded tightly.
He paused and swiped the inside of her thigh. “Why am I flogging you?”
She knew what he wanted to hear, but wasn’t quite ready to admit it. “Merrik enjoys watching you punish me.”
“Yes, I do,” Merrik admitted proudly.
Tov swiped her other thigh, then showed her his wet fingers. “Someone else enjoys the punishment.”
She pressed her lips together and refused to look at him.
He brought the flogger up between her thighs.
She cried out and arched her back. The pain was bright and biting.
