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“I just…” I wet my lips, unsure how to justify my sudden spurt of violence. “I just don’t lose races, and it annoys me that you think I would.”
“Fair.” He nods. “There are ways to communicate that without threatening to cut off my tongue, though. Aren’t there? Like keeping your cool and saying how you feel.”
“Right.” I take a deep breath. “Sorry?”
“Sorry,” he snorts. “Yeah, you’ll fucking be sorry, my love. So do you want to eat your second meal of the day at Ethan’s feet, or should I take you over my knee? Ethan, what’s your favorite food to feed her?”
He shrugs casually. “Don’t have any.”
My eyes dart to Ethan, smirking at me like a demon about to make a worshiper sin. “I just wanted to race…”
“And you will,” Elliot agrees. “Just choose your punishment first. Although being fed noodles while kneeling on the floor is messy.”
“You’d have to beg me really hard for me to agree to that.” Ethan moves closer, both of them cornering me tightly against the sink. “I don’t really want to hand feed you right now, so you’d have to beg with all you have.”
“And I know you love being spanked,” Elliot comes back harder. “So I’d have to add a little something. Like teasing your pretty cunt until you’re desperate and then leaving you hanging.”
I struggle to take my next breath. “You guys aren’t being fair,” I whisper, unable to push a clear sound through the lust and fear invading me.
This is all too exciting and yet terrifying at the same time.
Elliot tuts. “Punishments aren’t meant to be fair, my love. So, choose.”
“I can’t choose. It—it’s ridiculous.”
“Consider choosing your penance part of it.”
They both stare at me with fire in their eyes. It burns so bright, I can feel the heat spreading on my skin.
“Tick tock, Mi Cielo. You wouldn’t want to have to do both.”
“You have about three seconds left,” Elliot taunts. “Three.”
“Wait—”
“Two.”
“I’m thinking,” I panic.
“One…”
My heart stops, the words spilling out as a desperate gasp. “The spanking!”
They smile at me, but it’s Elliot who wraps his hand around my jaw. “Great choice. Now beg for it.”
“Come on.” I squirm under his touch. “You said—”
“Take your punishment like a good girl and beg for it, Jade.” The threat in his voice doesn’t help with the wetness dampening my underwear.
“Please,” I murmur. “Spank me.”
“I can’t quite hear you.”
I narrow my eyes at him, but it has little effect when I give him what he wants anyway. “Please, put me over your knee and spank me,” I say louder.
“That would be my pleasure, baby. Pull out a chair for me.”
Ethan sits across the table as I pull a chair for Elliot. He takes his time turning off the stove. Then he undoes his belt and turns to me.
