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He patted her cheek and chuckled. “You can remove your fingers from your pussy, love.”

She moved her hands to her thighs and looked up at Tov through tear-spiked lashes.

Tov stood up and looped the belt. “I told you to stop twice. I know you heard me because your reply was disrespectful.” He pointed to the table.

She struggled as she rose and moved to the end of the oblong table. More tears escaped as she bent over and lowered her upper body to the tabletop. She moved her feet apart and rolled her hips, tilting her ass up and displaying her pussy.

Tov paused and looked at Merrik. “Print some sort of shirt that fastens down the front.”

Merrik looked curious, but went to the utility printer in the corner to do as Tov asked.

Tov shifted his attention back to their waiting mate. The need to shove his cock inside her almost overrode his need to instruct her, but Merrik was right. This was an important lesson. She could not undermine his orders even if she thought her reason for doing so was valid. They might be lucky enough to pick and choose their involvement, but they were a military unit and needed to behave accordingly. “Do you deserve to be spanked?”

“Yes, sir,” she sobbed. “But can you please use your hand instead of the belt? Straps hurt so badly.”

Rather than offer a verbal response, he simply swung the belt. The swat was light, a warning and a warmup. She gasped, clenching for a second before making herself relax.

“Count for me, mate. I don’t want your mind to wander.”

“One.” Her voice sounded thick and sad.

He swung again, hard enough to make a lovely mark across her pale cheeks.

“Two.” She breathed, rolling to the balls of her feet then back down.

He paused in between each swing, watching her closely, enjoying her struggle.

“Three.” She gasped and wiggled, so he checked her emotions. Merrik had been harsh with her. Was she overwhelmed? She was lost in the painful pleasure, but her biggest challenge was keeping her orgasm at bay. Tov smiled. She was their mate. There was no doubt about it. He should have realized that she was equal to any challenge they threw at her.

The next few swings were a bit harder and she cried out, “Oh, God,” before providing the number.

His cock demanded attention as the scent of her arousal filled the air. He wasn’t sure if he’d make it to their quarters before he fucked her.

Her juices dribbled onto her inner thigh with the last firm swat.

“Ten,” she yelled, her hips swaying from side to side. Her entire bottom was striped with crimson and Tov was as desperate as she.

“You are so damn beautiful like this.”

“Please,” she sobbed harshly. “Please, fuck me. Master, I need you so badly.”

Powerless to resist, he freed his cock and moved up behind her. “When I have finished fucking you, I expect you to apologize.”

“Of course, Master. I am truly sorry.”

He thrust into her pussy hard, but just rested there as he explained, “You will apologize to Laidon and Cylex so they know you were disciplined.”

“Yes, Master.” Her second agreement was much less enthusiastic.

He took a few moments to soothe her before he began. “You took the correction very well.” He rubbed her back and kissed his way down her spine. “You were so good in fact that I will let you come while I enjoy your tight pussy and ass.”

“Thank you, Master.” A violent shiver passed through her body and she lifted her hips. Clearly, the thought of coming agreed with her.

After a few slow strokes, he rode her fast and hard. Neither of them would have been satisfied if he were gentle. “Come, mate. I want to feel your needy cunt squeeze my cock.”

She lifted into his next thrust and her inner muscles convulsed so hard he nearly lost control and spilled his seed. He paused, waiting for the urgency to abate, then he slid up to her tight back opening. “Naughty girls get fucked in the ass. Were you naughty?”

“Yes. Oh, yes, so naughty.”

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