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“Put your hands up over your head. I need to cleanse you. It would look bad if I kept all my slaves as dirty as you,” he growled and she stared at him with wide eyes. He flexed his fingers. “If you don’t listen, slave, I’m going to have to punish you,” he warned. She shivered and hesitantly lifted her arms overhead.
Good, at least she was semi-obedient. That was certainly a start. He was sure that would improve after he taught her a few lessons in submission. With a grin, he thought about how her little bottom would quiver as he took her over his knee and marked her backside with his palm. In his world, women were meant to serve, not lead armies.
The water increased in pressure and then slowed as soft cloths emerged from the walls. The fabric rubbed all over her body, soaping up her filthy flesh and washing away all the dirt. Her jaw clenched and he watched the struggle to stay strong flicker across her features. Chuckling, he studied every part of her naked body, from her perky breasts to her pussy and watched as her face lit up with her shame.
He’d like breaking in this one, very much. It had been a long time since he had taken a female slave. His cock hardened painfully at the thought.
The jets of water returned, rinsing off the filth of the Minarian dungeons. Now clean, her creamy white skin reminded him of porcelain. She was beautiful.
The drying cycle started, straightening and untangling her hair in the process. By the time the shower cycle finished, she was cleansed and groomed, ready for whatever he wished to do. Opening the stall, he took her hand in his, leading her back to his bedroom.
He took in the neat gray design, as did she. The corners of her eyes crinkled as she assessed her surroundings, the calculating look in her eyes as she glanced back at the helm of the ship and then back to him. He could almost see the courage she was trying to brew up within her pale, curvy body. She’d challenge him, that he was sure of.
He’d have to teach her who was the boss now, before she made a decision she would sorely regret.
Sitting down on the bed, he took her arm and pulled her harshly so that she landed over his knees. She gasped, too shocked to fight back. Her naked belly pressed against his thighs and she stilled when he placed his hand on top of her vulnerable backside.
“You’ve been a very bad girl, Aubrie,” he warned as he began to move his fingers over her bare flesh. Goosebumps rose up all over her skin.
“What are you going to do to me, you brute?” she growled and he nearly laughed out loud at her audacity.
“Do you think it wise, little girl, to goad the man who is about to punish you?”
“You’re a monster, like the rest of them. Earth will come defeat your kind. You’ll see, they’ll come for me,” she spat out, her tone bathed with false bravado.
He knew Earth wouldn’t risk a rescue mission for a lone woman. Without a doubt, she knew it too. She was scared, he could feel it. Gently, he let his hand drift down the cleft of her ass, where her bottom met her upper thighs.
“Do you know what happens to naughty slaves on my planet, Aubrie?”
“No,” she whispered, stiffening as his hand approached the juncture of her thighs.
“Have you ever been spanked before?”
“A spanking? Like a child? You’re kidding, right?”
Lifting his palm, he smacked her right bottom cheek and she gasped. Again, he spanked her before she even twitched. If he had to guess, this was the first time the little hellion had ever been taken in hand before. He watched with sadistic glee as his handprint marked her backside, first white and then a brilliant red that faded to a mottled pink. Over and over, he spanked her, observing how she tensed in anticipation of the next spank and then kicked to try to escape his punishing blows.
She fought him hard but his overwhelming size and physical strength kept her in place, his hand on her hip holding her firmly to his knees. She jackknifed both her legs, offering him glimpses of the wet pink folds between her thighs.
When he was pleased with the redness of her punished ass, he lifted her up and threw her on the bed. She glared at him, her eyes glazed with unshed tears.
Quickly, he took rope from the side of the bed and grasped one of her arms. Then he grabbed the other, tying her wrists to the bedposts before she had moment to respond.
“Spread your legs, slave. Show me just how turned on you are from being spanked like a naughty little girl,” he commanded and her eyes narrowed in unspoken challenge.
“If I have to do it myself, you won’t like the consequences,” he warned.
Indecision played across her face and after a long moment, she opened her legs a little bit. She was scared.
“Wider.”
She obeyed. Impatiently, he pushed her legs open as wide as he liked and he gazed down at her delectable cunt. Honey coated her folds and dripped down her inner thighs. She’d enjoyed the pain of her punishment, there was no doubt about that.
He’d have to do something about the hair between her legs before he continued though. He left her tied to the bed and went to find his personal laser hair remover, buried in one of the compartments of the ship.
Returning to the bedroom, he powered up the small handheld device.
“This will hurt a bit, Aubrie, but if you behave and stay still for me, I will reward you,” he said softly, running a hand along her trembling thigh. “I’d prefer not to bind your ankles, but if you fight me, I will have no choice.”
