Page 131 of High Stakes


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“I think our little slut is enjoying this. She needs a good thrashing. You can handle the rest of it.”

“Naughty, naughty. Your thighs are still pale. Perhaps I’ll just focus on those with the belt.” Owen shakes his head, but I see the glimmer in his eyes. He wants me to enjoy this, even if he’s serious about it being a punishment.

I whimper but don’t object, hoping he’s not serious.

Owen and Tobias trade places, and Owen brushes the belt across my hot skin.

Tobias drops to one knee, like Owen did, and cups my cheek with his free hand.

“You’re going to listen while I talk, and you’re going to count the strokes, Bellamy.”

I take in a shuddering breath. “Yes, Sir.”

“You belong to me and Owen, right?”

“Yes, Sir. Completely,” I whisper.

The first crack of the belt across my already throbbing ass makes me cry out loud.

“Count, Bellamy.”

“One,” I moan.

“Good girl. And if you’re ours, you follow our rules, right?”

Another stroke of the belt.

“Two. Yes, Sir. I follow your rules.”

“Never put yourself in danger like that again, vixen. You could have died. I love you too much for that. Owen loves you too much not to blister your ass every time you knowingly put yourself in danger that you don’t need to put yourself in. Do you understand?”

Three hard swats fall across my thighs, and I let out a yelp of agony.

“Three, four, five,” I shout, barely able to get the words out.

“That’s a good girl. You’re halfway there. And then we’ll make you feel good. You don’t have to count the last ones, but you do have to ask for them.”

I take in a large gulp of air, and Tobias brushes my hair back from my face. “Ask, or we can start over, vixen.”

“Please can I have the last five, Sirs?” I say, making sure it’s loud enough for Owen to hear.

He leans over me and kisses my shoulder. “Almost done, love.”

He slams the belt into the fleshiest part of my ass five times, and I tremble against the seat of the bike, crying out with each stroke.

The belt falls to the floor, and Owen caresses my burning skin.

Tobias stands and cups my cheek tenderly, as he stares down at my tear-stained face.

“So, if you put yourself in danger do I get to spank you?”

I don’t know what possesses me to ask, and I instantly regret it, but Tobias just chuckles.

“Owen, I think our wife needs something in her smart mouth to keep her from getting into more trouble. Care to help her out with that?”

My pulse races, and my pussy clenches when Owen joins Tobias in front of the bike and frees his thick cock.

“Open up, love.”

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