Chapter 8 #6
Rex strokes my pussy lightly, trailing the tips of his fingers up the soft, swollen lips of my sex.
A moan escapes my lips, turns into a deeper, female, feral sound.
When he circles my clit lightly, I can barely keep myself in position.
He grips my hips firmly in one hand and continues to tease me for what feels like an hour, though I am sure it is much shorter in reality.
I am on the verge of losing my mind with need for his cock when his moves his hand from my pussy, reaches into the bedside table, and takes something out of a drawer.
I quickly realize what it is when he drizzles oil down the crack of my ass. I am confused because I am so wet there is no way I need any kind of lubrication. I could take him and his knot all night. I want to be absolutely ravaged by him. I need it. I need it as much as I have ever needed anything.
Then I feel him push into my ass with a finger. I gasp at the smooth, but dominant intrusion. I whimper as I feel that muscle stretch for him because he insists it does.
“I am going to fuck your ass,” he says. “And you are going to take it like the good girl you are because you know you deserve this. Biting me? I don’t think you will do that again, little one. I think tonight is the last night you ever consider acting out that way.”
It is one thing to be lectured while being spanked. It is something else entirely to be lectured while my ass is stretched and explored with his finger.
“But…”
“No,” he says. “No mercy now. You don’t need mercy. You need to be taught how to behave. You’ll learn now.”
He pulls his finger free and replaces it with the much bigger head of his cock.
“Reach back and hold your cheeks open,” he says. “Show me how sorry you are by helping me fuck this rebellious little ass.”
I hesitate, and he spanks me hard enough to get my attention.
“This can always hurt more,” he says casually.
Those words send a pulse of anticipation and fear through me. He means them, I am sure of that. If I don’t submit to him, if I don’t take this punishment and show him that I am sorry, I will be made sorry beyond recognition.
I reach back and grip my cheeks, feeling hot shame wash over me in waves as he pushes the head of his cock into my ass, pushing past the ring that wasn’t really ready, and couldn’t be.
He pushes in slowly, but firmly. He uses his cock to make me open for him, to make me stretch and submit.
My little whimpers fill the room as the head of his cock finally seats itself inside me.
I am spread now and there is no way to escape the fucking that is about to come.
“Good girl,” he praises, running his hand down the small of my back all the way up to my shoulder blades. “Relax now. Breathe for me. It will feel better.”
He starts to fuck my ass slowly, going in a fraction of an inch at a time. I am still making those little helpless sounds, feeling myself being filled in a place that surely cannot have been intended for this.
He is starting to knot, and I realize he is going to do that inside my ass too. I am going to be spread around his thick knot with his cum inside my tender hole, no escape from the post-coital realization of how thoroughly I’ve been disciplined and dominated.
He lets me come too, in an act of genuine generosity, strumming my clit while his cock pulses seed into my ass, helping me milk him by causing all the muscles in my body to contract with the force of my release.
I scream all sorts of words and promises I don’t know how I will begin to keep.
“That’s it. Good girl. Such a good girl for me,” he says, breathing intensely. “Oh, you feel so good around my cock. I almost wish you’d do something like that again. I’d love to fuck your naughty ass in front of my pack, make a good example out of you.”
“You wouldn’t,” I whimper. “That would be so embarrassing.”
“That would be the point. You need to behave for me, Nicky. I have a lot of tolerance for you, but my patience is not endless, and it is best you know it now.”
By the time his knot softens and slides from my ass, I have been as thoroughly lectured as I have been fucked. I don’t want to bite him anymore. I don’t want to do anything but crawl into the bed I have been punished on and go to sleep.
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Rex
I did not go easy on her.
But she had to be taught a lesson. I could not let that bite go unanswered. I think she enjoyed the anal once she settled into it, but it was still an effective punishment. The prospect of being publicly handled is another lever she has given me.
Poor, sweet thing.
She has no idea what is to become of her. She has lived the life of a feral little outcast, and the pack she made for herself is a shadow of the pack she has been brought into.
My world contains more than the money she sees up front. It contains heritage, customs, bloodlines. It involves power broking at many levels. I have not yet introduced her officially, because she will need to be fitted for a gown at the ball that is to be thrown in her honor.
I watch her sleep peacefully in this comfortable room, and I wonder how she will handle all that is to come.