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Her breathing hitches, but she turns her head up and offers her mouth for a kiss without saying anything. Then she speeds away from the boat with a shout.

“Slow down!” I warn. Instead, she kicks it up a notch. She’s good, handling the beast of a machine with expert skill. But I still don’t like it.

“Slow the fuck down, Bellamy. I’m not kidding.”

She doesn’t respond, so I get closer to her ear.

“Looks like I get to punish you sooner than I’d hoped.”

For a split second, she lets off the gas as if she’s worried about it, but she’s right back at high speed within seconds. I seem to remember hearing something about her having a punishment fetish. We’re going to test that when we get back on the boat.

“It’s the fastest speedboat on the market,” she shouts. “How can I not push it to the max?”

Finally, she slows and pulls up next to the boat with a nervous laugh as she finds Owen glaring at her. “What the fuck was that, love?”

She blinks at him with big, innocent eyes. “I was testing the limits.”

“You mean my limits?” I ask, my voice stern.

To Owen I say, “I thought you said she wasn’t a brat.”

Owen laughs. “She’s not usually. Occasionally she gets feisty, though. Maybe she really wants a spanking. After all, it has been awhile since she’s been over my knee.”

Her mouth drops, and she opens and closes it several times. I climb off the jet ski and back onto the boat. When I reach for her hand, she doesn’t take it.

“Don’t even think about it, little vixen,” I warn.

But she does more than think about it. The engine comes to life again, and she takes off before I can even attempt to stop her.

“Bloody hell,” I mutter as I watch her buzz around the water. She’s laughing, clearly enjoying herself.

“I guess it’s time for her to see what it’s like to have two Doms,” Owen declares. “How do you want to play this?”

“Let’s team up and scare the hell out of her.”

Owen laughs. “She’ll like that too bloody much.”

When she pulls back up to the boat, we’re on her in an instant, lifting her off the jet ski. Owen hauls her over his shoulder, her curvy ass in perfect smacking position, and he peppers her with quick hard swats as we walk toward the dungeon. She whimpers as he scolds her, and I find the whole thing quite amusing… and arousing.

She’s panting by the time we reach the dungeon, and he throws her on the bed like a rag doll.

***

Owen

I’m not really mad at Bellamy for taking off on the jet ski. It was fun to see her enjoying herself. But she presented us with an opportunity to play, and if I had to guess, she was goading us into punishing her. So, that’s exactly what she’s going to get. It’s rare for Bellamy to misbehave on purpose, despite her punishment kink, so I’m curious to see where her head is at. Is she testing Tobias to see where his limits are?

He seems more amused than upset as well, so we’re on the same page with this scene.

I sit on the side of the bed and haul her over my lap. The bikini she wears shows off plenty of her bare ass, so I don’t even bother lowering her panties before I begin to spank her properly.

Bellamy doesn’t even try to take her punishment seriously, and she’s giggling the entire time I redden her ass. Finally, I stop and look at Tobias who has just been observing until now.

“Perhaps she needs something a little more intense.”

He moves to the wall of cabinets and opens one filled with paddles. When he holds up two particularly vicious ones, I point to the leather strap that’s split down the middle.

“That ought to do the trick.”

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