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Nell started to say, “Sir, I—” in a pleading sort of voice. But he swung the paddle down without warning, and the impact drove all the air from her lungs. She didn’t even breathe as the next two swings of the paddle came down across the center of her ass.
It wasn’t until after stroke number four that she finally gasped air back into her lungs, using it to let out a sharp cry. Three more and tears flooded her eyes.
Fuck, her tears were beautiful.
Pain slut or no, a severe wooden paddle like the one he wielded hurt like a motherfucker. If she was anything like the other subs he scened with who got off on pain, the tears would make her burn even hotter.
Sure enough, when he took a short break to plunge two fingers into her pussy, she was dripping wet.
A new need coursed through him, so strong he felt the twist of desperation in his chest. He had to see how much of his pain she could take.
Without a word of warning, he started up again, letting the paddle travel up and down to reach every part of her ass. The tears escaped her eyes by the time he brought the paddle down on her sit spots five times in a row. By the final stroke, she pressed her forehead against the surface of the desk, her whole body shaking with sobs.
“Beautiful,” he said, running the paddle’s lacquered wood over her red, swollen flesh. It only made her cry harder. If his cock wasn’t inside her soon, he would fucking explode.
Before he could act on that impulse, the door behind him flew open, hard enough to crash against the adjacent wall. “Good God, Erikson, what on earth is all that racket? Some of us are trying to grade papers, you know.”
Ah, it was time for the next stage of Nell’s naughty little fantasy. Perfect.
Rafe knew his bulk hid most of Nell from Camden’s view. Letting the paddle fall to his side, he turned to face the new player in their scene—and very nearly fucked it all up by laughing.
Apparently, Camden decided a suit was too boring for a professorial look, and had instead gone with gray slacks, a white tee, and—honest to God—a blue and gray cardigan. It looked absurd on his huge, muscular frame. The black-framed hipster glasses definitely didn’t help matters.
Luckily, Camden covered for Rafe’s fumble. He smirked as he said, “Oh. Who do you have there?”
“Nell Beaumont.” Realizing she’d fallen silent, he glanced down, taking in the tenseness of each muscle, and the new alertness in her eyes. She was clearly listening to every word.
Bright blue eyes sparkling with mischief, Camden stepped the rest of the way into the room, closing the door behind him. “I’ve gotten enough sass from Beaumont to last me a lifetime. It’s about time someone did something about it.”
Rafe let his empty hand fall onto Nell’s punished flesh, squeezing until she cried out again. “You’ve been giving Professor Reid trouble, as well?” It was more demand than question.
Her eyes narrowed. If she was a cat, her hackles would be raised. “I didn’t cheat in his class, if that’s what you mean.”
“I don’t care for your tone, young lady,” Rafe said, plunging three fingers into her pussy, pressing his thumb against the tight ring of her asshole. Without any lubrication, he could only get his finger in up to the first knuckle, but that was enough. He pinched his fingers together until she cried out, then took a fistful of her hair with his other hand. Shoving her forward, he rammed her thighs against the desk with bruising force, stretching out her torso and neck until her chin hung over the far edge. “Care to join me?”
Camden’s answering grin made him look like a cross between a drunk frat boy and an excited puppy. It took everything in him not to roll his eyes. Rafe knew a lot of their guests loved the whole cheerful fuckboy persona, but he sure as fuck didn’t get the appeal. If her next fantasy involved additional men, he’d be talking to the more serious Doms in residence, Mason or Jonathan.
Not seeming to notice Rafe’s annoyance, Camden made his way around the desk, his gaze raking over Nell’s nearly naked form. He stopped directly in front of her face, the bulge of his erection only inches from her mouth.
“I’ve been wanting to teach this smart mouth a lesson all year,” he said, brushing his thumb over the seam of her lips. “Open up, baby.”
She obeyed without hesitation, closing her eyes and stretching her mouth as wide as she could in the awkward position. As Camden undid the front of his slacks, Rafe got back to work with the paddle, wanting her ass to be a true, deep crimson before he fucked it.
It wasn’t long before the timbre of her cries changed dramatically, and he glanced up to find Camden already balls deep in her mouth. Jesus, did she even have a gag reflex? He froze, watching for several seconds as the other Dom face-fucked his sub, the man’s enormous cock repeatedly disappearing into her throat with apparent ease.
Fuck it, her ass was crimson enough.
Leaning into her, his own trapped erection grinding against her dripping pussy, Rafe reached across the desk, sliding open the top right drawer. Inside, right where he left it, was a small bottle of lube.
“I know you want me to fuck your tight little pussy,” he growled in her ear. “But bad little girls like you have to take it in the ass.”
Her whole body spasmed beneath him, and for a moment, he thought she was panicking. He straightened at once, watching her bound hands for the signal they agreed on if she was unable to speak her safeword. But her hands stayed exactly as they were, clasped together at the small of her back.
Rafe’s lips curled into a slow, wolfish grin. “Let’s get you ready for me, naughty girl.” Cracking open the bottle of lube, he spread her cheeks wide, squeezing a long ribbon directly onto her asshole. She tried to clench her ass together the second the cold, clear liquid hit her, but his hand forced her to remain open to him.
Without any warning, he plunged one finger in, pushing past the tight ring even as her body instinctively tried to force him out. “You better relax,” he said, adding a second finger, attempting to stretch them apart. “I’m fucking you either way. It’ll be a lot easier for you if you don’t fight me.”
Nell made a long, low humming noise in her throat, which very nearly sent Camden over the edge. “Fuck,” he half-shouted, pulling out until only the tip was still in her mouth. His grip on the sides of her face tightened. “Don’t do that again until I tell you to, understood?”
