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He lifts his shoulders in a shrug, “Her mother was being a bitch, even chased my mother away.”
“What?!” Jett exclaims.
“Yeah. I'm now wondering if Mrs. Scott intended to mention that she was the Lord's Lady back in the day just to piss my mother off.”
“Why would you think that?” I put my laptop aside and go to my dresser to grab a smoke.
“Oh, well, when you walk in to say goodbye to the parents and find Mr. Scott sharing his wife with his friend, uh yeah. Mrs. Scott had this planned out. She wanted to live out her college days, and my mother was in the way.”
“Oh, damn...that's harsh!” I say with wide eyes, “I can't believe Mr. Scott agreed to that!”
“Me either,” Oak agrees, “It's one thing to share like we do, but none of us have a significant other. My father is a piece of shit! I also think he has his eye on Kitty Cat, so not only do we have to watch her stalker, but we have to watch my father as well.”
“He wouldn't try anything with her, would he?” Jett questions with a disgusted look.
“Who the fuck knows,” Oakley states, “After seeing what I saw tonight, I'm not putting anything past him.”
“I'll go talk to her,” I tell him, handing him the rest of the joint and starting for the door, but he stops me.
“She needs to be punished before she gets fucked, Fynn. We cannot allow her to be disrespectful like she was.”
“Well, from what I heard coming from her mouth, she's not totally wrong. The Lady of Sin is held to higher standards than we are. Don't get me wrong, she is to serve her Lords at all times, but they should be able to lose their shit occasionally, especially over something like this.” I truly believe everything I say to my friend.
Little Saint serves us, and yes, she has an attitude, but I find it hot as hell when she's being feisty, but I also agree with Oakley that she shouldn't take her shit out on us. She can lose her shit all she wants, but it should never be against her Lords.
“So, you're saying that she shouldn't be punished?” My friend scrutinizes me.
“Not at all. I only mean that you should consider her feelings and adjust the punishment to something more fitting. Punish her but then reward her and let her know that she can come to us to talk anytime as long as it's respectful.” Sometimes I even amaze myself. Who would have thought that I, Fynn Morin, would take it easy on a female?
“Who the fuck are you, and where the hell is my best friend?” Oakley gawks at me as I walk out.
Idon't knock as Iopen the door to Oakley's room, “I don't want to see your face right...” Little Saint stops talking as soon as she notices it's me that walked in and not Oakley.
“What did I ever do to you?” I grin.
“Oh, sorry. I thought you were Oakley. I swear he loves pissing me off!” She crosses her arms and goes to stare out the window.
“You know, if I am to take a guess as to why Oakley is being an asshole, I'd have to say it's because of that naughty little mouth of yours.” I sneak up until I'm right behind her, breathing heavily on her neck.
“I know I have a mouth on me,” her voice is low, and I sense that my close proximity is affecting her, “But if he would only treat me as an equal...”
I run my hands over her arms and uncross them before I slide them over her chest, stopping to cup her beautiful breasts, “You are only equal to an extent, Little Saint. We will protect you at all costs, and if that means not telling you something because we feel that we need to protect you from it, then we will.” I nibble on her neck.
“No, I don't need to be protected that way,” she's panting hard.
I move my hands to the hem of her shirt and lift it up and over her head so she stands in her bra, “You will be punished for the disrespect you showed your Lord. There is no getting out of that, but then, you are mine, Little Saint, and just like in the woods, I will expect you to beg me to give you what you want.”
I don't think she ever noticed the eyelets on each side of the window frame or the cuffs dangling from them. So, while I have her distracted, Jett and Oakley come up to each side and grab a wrist, locking each one in place. I never stop nibbling her neck, even when she starts to struggle.
“What the fuck, let me go!” she curses.
I slap her ass hard, “Take your punishment like a good girl, Little Saint, so I can reward you afterward.”
She whimpers, “You tricked me, Fynn!”
“No, I was enjoying myself as I tasted your skin. I had no idea they would come in and do this, but you must remember, you signed away all your rights to us, Little Saint. We are lenient in most places; we can take whatever we want, but we do consider your feelings...at times, more and more in the last few days. However, you must work with us to earn your rightful place with us.
Taking my knife, I cut her bra, exposing herself to all. If anyone were to walk by and look up, they would see her perfect tits bouncing once we start using her after her punishment, “Have you ever been into exhibitionism, Little Saint?”
