Chapter 2 #3
He spanks me until tears start to form in my eyes, showing me no mercy. The kindness that was washing through me when I first obeyed is gone now, and in its place is heat and discipline.
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Freak
Pity that she needs so much physical correction, I suppose, but I can’t help enjoying the process of spanking my pet.
Her generously proportioned rear is deliciously set up for it.
She has much soft padding and lovely curves, and the way her hips squirm and her flesh bounces makes me incredibly aroused.
I feel her soften under the harsh slapping of my palm. I can feel the sensations she is experiencing, including the way her body is alchemizing what should be pain into something much more intimate.
My little pet likes to be punished. I might even go so far as to say that she needs it. She is responding to my discipline like a man dying of thirst getting his first sips of water. I can feel the physical relief coursing through her, along with an undertone of arousal.
I could subdue her by soft degrees, but this is what she prefers, and what she needs.
When her ass is red and her tears are flowing, I put her on her knees on the floor in front of me. I do not ask her to take the position, and I do not order her to stay in it. If she moves, she will be spanked again. I do not tell her that either. I want her to anticipate it.
She stays in position this time, her entire posture far more settled and submissive than it was before. She’s not wriggling now, not confused or trying to test me. There’s no energy left to rebel.
“Look at me, pet,” I say.
She looks up, and the expression in her tearstained eyes makes me instantly hard. To think that some idiot clan of humans decided to sacrifice her…
“Does your ass hurt?”
“Yes,” she sniffs.
“Good,” I tell her. “That is what is going to happen each and every time you question me. If you think to disobey me, it will be worse, do you understand?”
She whimpers, and looks almost afraid, but I can also sense the security she is feeling now that things are clear.
“Yes,” she mumbles.
“Good,” I say. “Now bend over the bed. I want to fuck you.”
She blushes, but does as she is told, putting herself into position.
Her pussy is soaked with need. Every time I spanked her, I put a little more arousal into her.
She is dripping with it now, and when I push my cock inside that hot, tight chalice between her thighs, I feel instant connection with the most primal and beautifully human part of her.
I grip her hair in my fist and keep her right where I want her as I give her a series of rough, intense thrusts designed to pleasure both of us and further put her in her place.
Her pussy is tender from our first fucking, but that is a good thing.
A little pain is good for a girl like this.
Her body knows how to modify it into a sexual energy that brings her closer to orgasm.
She is half-crying as I fuck her, moaning and whimpering and occasionally sniffling. She is open to me, showing me all her emotions as I pump my thick blue cock in and out of her. Her hips arch and she presents herself in that way human females do when they really want to be filled with seed.
She needs to be bred. Repeatedly and deeply. She needs a dose of my cum daily in order to remember where she stands with me. I might have to spank and fuck her every morning to settle her mind into the right frame for the day.
“Come for me, pet,” I croon, leaning down to fasten my teeth on the back of her neck. I could force the orgasm if I wanted, but I am content to ride her to it, practicing the arch of my hips to make my cock move just the right way inside her tender pussy.
“Come for me, or I’m going to spank your ass for disobeying me.” I add a threat, which makes her pussy instantly tighten on my cock.
“Come for me,” I command a third time. I add additional stimulation by reaching under her and rubbing her clit with the pads of my fingers, forcing her toward climax.
She comes almost as easily as if her clit were a switch and I had just pressed it. She melts around my cock, her pussy gripping me as hot rushes of her juices flood my thrusting rod.
I may be an advanced creature existing across dimensions, but I cannot resist this base animal intensity. Her orgasm triggers mine, and I release myself into her, my seed filling her sweet womb.
“Good girl,” I praise when we have recovered for a moment, pulling my cock free of that sweet grip of her pussy. Her ass is pleasingly red. I give it another few slaps to remind her that she can be spanked at any time.
She growls at me.
I grip the back of her neck and turn her over to face me.
“Excuse me? What was that noise, pet?” I snarl the question at her with quiet, but ferocious intensity.
She looks up at me, her face flushed and her eyes gleaming.
“Uhm, nothing?” She tries to play it off as if it did not happen. I could punish her for it. I would be well within my rights to do so. But I choose to show mercy instead.
I have already given her pain and pleasure.
Now I will see what she does with it.
“Careful, brat,” I growl.
“Yessir,” she mumbles, lowering her eyes from mine.
I let her get away with it.