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Raising my hand, I bring it down on her backside and Sienna inhales a sharp breath. “Count for me,” I order her. “If you miss a count, I add another spanking.”
I raise my hand again, enjoying the noisy slap of skin-on-skin and the way her ass jiggles when I make contact. With each progressive stroke, the flesh there heats up, turning a beautiful shade of cherry red.
Bastian sits on the desk chair, crossing his leg over his knee as he watches us. Sienna cries out a muffled “Ten!” and I bring my hand back again.
“Ten more,” I tell her. “Can you take it?”
“Yes, sir!” she sobs out, squirming under me. “Please, spank me,” she begs. “I’ve been so naughty.”
I give her five strikes in quick succession and she raises her ass higher and higher, knees practically underneath her.
“God, you’re such a weak-willed little slut, aren’t you?” I ask, connecting with her ass once more.
“Sixteen!” she yells. “Yes, I’m a naughty, weak slut who needs you to punish me!”
I give her another three hard slaps and then rub my hand over her ass, reveling in how warm her backside has gotten.
“One more,” I tell her. “I’m going to give you one more and then I’m going to tie your hands to the bedpost and fuck your brains out.”
Sienna moans long and loud, her thighs rubbing together at my words. “Please, please give it to me, sir!”
Reaching my hand back, I slap her ass with as much momentum as I can, bringing it down hard enough to sting my palm.
“Twenty!” Sienna cries out, then goes limp from exhaustion.
Bastian jumps up and the two of us maneuver Sienna onto his bed, laying her out over the duvet and placing an overstuffed pillow under her backside. We use his silk ties to bind her wrists to the headboard.
“Color?” I ask, checking to ensure that the restraints aren’t too tight.
“Green,” she says, squeezing her thighs together again as she writhes about, seeking friction.
“Hold still,” I tell her. “Bastian is going to prep you while I undress.”
The metal of my belt jingles as I unbuckle it and shed my pants. I watch Bastian stroke over Sienna’s dripping wet pussy, stuffing two fingers inside her while I unbutton my shirt.
Bastian thrusts his fingers in and out of Sienna’s fluttering hole, playing her body like a violin as I strip off my underwear and socks. Tears track down her cheeks and I give my aching cock a few strokes. It’s hard to hold back with Sienna.
I don’t want to hold back any longer, so I surge forward, Bastian moving out of the way as I shift onto the bed, rolling over Sienna and trapping her hips beneath me.
Lining myself up at her entrance, I push inside, gliding through her velvety walls. It feels indescribable inside of her, she’s so soft and warm and wet that I can’t get enough. The scent of her arousal fills me and I bite back a groan, pulling her hips towards me so I can begin to pound into her, giving her the fucking I promised.
Our hips move together rhythmically, setting a frantic pace. The sheets rustle as Bastian moves onto the bed as well, using his fingers and mouth to lavish attention on her bouncing tits. He takes the nipple between his teeth, gently pressing down before using his tongue to suck, creating a feedback loop of mild pain and pleasure.
My hips move faster, cock stretching her walls as I thrust deeper. “You feel so good, Princess,” I growl into her ear.
Sienna’s cries get louder as she moves closer and closer to the edge. “Fuck!” she curses, arms tugging hard at the restraints. “Caleb!”
My hips snap forward, burying myself deep inside as we come at the same time. Sienna’s eyes practically roll back in her head and I kiss her hard, biting her lower lip.
“How was that?” I ask as I pull out and lay next to her. Bastian moves so he’s above her now, slipping inside with zero resistance.
“Felt good,” Sienna says, panting as she tries to catch her breath. Her hips make little circles as Bastian begins to roll himself in and out. It doesn’t take her long to tense up again, slick dribbling down her thighs and glistening in the dim light of the room as she comes a second time.
“Shit, Bastian!” she calls out, throwing her head back. She wriggles, shying away as he continues to pump himself in and out of her wet cunt. “Too much, too much!”
Bastian’s smirk grows and he leans down. “I think you can handle it, Princess.”
Sienna’s eyes fill with tears and she bites her lip, rocking her hips to meet his. “I feel so sensitive,” she whines. “So full.”
