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"That's our good girl," I hear Kyler say, and it sends chills right through me.
I stop when I'm between the two of them, unsure of who to go to, so I sit back on my knees, place my hands on my thighs, and peer up. Barrett widens his legs, cueing me to move in that direction, so I do.
He reaches down and takes my chin between his fingers, lifting my head up to look at him. "You could’ve ruined everything today, you know that, right?"
I nod. I messed up. I shouldn't have gotten up to dance.
Barrett's hand caresses my face in aneerily reassuring way. "Since it was all three of us that you disobeyed, I think it's only fitting that you receive a punishment from each of us. What do you think, boys?"
"I think that's more than fair," Kyler speaks up first.
"I don't know if she can handle my punishment," Seb says, and I snap my head in his direction.
"I think I've proven that I can handle more than you think," I retort. He’s still an annoying asshole, but I can let that slide just this once, right?
"Hmmm, maybe, but I still don't think you’re quite ready." His head tilts to the side. "Last chance."
"My safe word is pickle," I state, not backing down.
He stands up, and out of nowhere, Barrett lifts me up onto his lap so that my bare back is touching his stomach. He places one leg over each of his knees, fully spreading me out, and then leans back flat on the bed. This position has me more vulnerable than I think I want to be. When I try to sit up, one of Barrett's hands latch around my neck. The other wraps around my waist to hold me in place. His grip is firm but not tight enough to where I can't breathe.
Sebastian makes his way between my legs and leans down. "Look how wet you are. We haven't even touched you yet. Tell me, Callie, are you that much of a desperate little slut?"
All I can focus on is his words and what they’re doing to me. I am a desperate, needy slut for all of them. My body craves this submission.
"You're already making a mess of yourself." His hand trails down, and I feel his fingers trace the outside of my pussy, spreading my arousal around before slamming two fingers into me.
"Fuck," I yell as I bring my hands to Barrett’s arms and dig my nails into his skin hard enough to make him bleed. I can feel him getting hard under me. He loves the pain.
Seb moves his fingers in and out of me at a quick pace, building me up before curling his fingers into me like he knows exactly how to make my body respond to him. Just as I'm on the precipice of exploding, he rips his fingers out and slaps my pussy hard. I squeal, and he shoves the fingers he just had inside me into my mouth.
"Taste yourself and tell me how sweet you are." I swirl my tongue around his fingers and look directly into his eyes in time to see them darken with approval. He pulls his fingers out and spits in my mouth before placing his hand back down to cover it.
"Swallow like the good girl Ky claims you are." Shock flows through me, but I don't hesitate to obey. His hand leaves my face, and he slaps my pussy again. It has me moaning and arching my back, wanting more.
"She likes the pain, doesn't she?" He's talking to Barrett this time.
I can feel Barrett nod. "Oh, she's a needy slut for it." I feel a sharp pinch on my clit and look down to see Seb pinching themost sensitive part of me between his fingers. It sends a shooting sensation of ecstasy through my entire body.
"Seb, please," I beg him.
"You call me Sir when I have my hands on you, Callie." He slaps my pussy for a third time. This time was much harder than the previous two.
"Fine, Sir, will you make me come? It's too much." I plead with him, and he chuckles. He fucking chuckles, then steps back to admire his work before sitting back down in that damn chair.
Barrett leans the two of us back up into a sitting position, my legs still perched onto his and my pussy still fully on display, and I hear Seb say, "Girls who are being punished don't get pleasure from me, Callie. You’re lucky I took it easy on you."
Barrett uses my momentary distraction to flip me around and place me ass up on his lap, my head resting on Kyler's knee beside him. I look up in confusion when Barrett says, "My turn. Don't worry. I'll take it easy on you this time, too. How about we count? What do you say?"
Before I have a chance to reply and ask what he is talking about, a hand hits my left ass cheek, and fuck, it stings like a bitch. He slaps again, only this time harder in the same place.
"Count, Callie. The ones you don't count are all freebies for me." He slaps a third time. Why am I not counting? Another slap. I let him get three freebies before I could make myself speak.
"One," I say and add, "But what are we counting to?" My words come out in a breathless moan as another slap comes down hard. This time, he rubs his hand on my sensitive skin afterward. "Two." This is a whole new sensation, and I'm unsure about it. Two more slaps come rapidly. "Three, four," I cry out.
"How about we do ten since you’re finally listening so well." Slap. Slap. Slap. Rub.
"Five, six, seven. Fuck." My pussy is throbbing from his mixture of pleasure and pain. Sebastian already left me panting and needy, but this is another level. Slap. "Eight," I hear myself say. Tears have started to stream down my face, and I'm not really sure why. Slap. Slap. "Nine, Ten," I say as he rubs my cheeks.
