Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 132138 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 661(@200wpm)___ 529(@250wpm)___ 440(@300wpm)
Shim picks up my ankles in both hands and flips me over, forcing me to my stomach. My ass is naked and cool air caresses my skin, but only for a moment before Shim smacks my fleshy cheeks again, the sound cracking the air around me.
“Damn it,” I complain. “That hurt.”
It did, but now there’s a sweet heat in the place of the pain. I wriggle my hips.
Lach seems to decide to be the voice of reason. “Can’t you see what she’s doing? She thinks she can manipulate us with sex.”
Shim’s hands are on my ass, tracing the curves and making me shiver. “She can try. It doesn’t mean it will work. More than likely she’ll play the siren and call me to her and get a cock up her ass for her troubles.”
He parts my cheeks. I tense. “I don’t know about this.”
Three smacks make me howl. He’s serious.
“Where did you think this was going, a chumann?” Shim spreads my legs wide. “Did you think I would be satisfied with your pussy? Never. I want to fuck every part of you. I want your mouth and your pussy, and I definitely want that tight ass around my cock. I’ve watched it. I watched it one night in my cousin’s club. A pretty sub was being initiated. Her dominant partner tied her down. Legs and arms. She couldn’t move. She was draped over an ottoman. He was a vampire, of course, as was she. A little blonde thing and I wondered how she would take it. His cock was so big, but she allowed him to tie her down.”
“I remember.” Lach’s voice is a low roll of thunder. Shim’s plan is working. I can see Lach’s erection tenting his pants. “Her ass was in the air, like it was the center of her whole being. He spanked her first. He used his hand and then a paddle. He got her nice and pink. I thought he was hurting her, but then he held his fingers up and they were coated in her cream. That spanking had made her pussy all juicy.”
I gasp as Shim smacks my ass. He strikes again and again, never giving me a moment to take it in. He slaps my ass, the fleshy parts and then right at my center, along the crack. Heat bubbles up from within, making my heart race. The pain each time is brief like the cusp of hurt that quickly turns to something erotic before flaring again. Wave after wave of pain and heat and sparks of pleasure hit me as Shim continues his torture.
Goddess, I didn’t expect it from him, but I’m the reason for this dominant show. I bridge them and they can access each other, understand each other, so much more now that we’re all on the same plane. Shim understands Lach’s need to dominate and tempers it with his need to worship.
That’s what this is for them. It’s a revelation. This play, as they call it, is another form of deep affection, a way to show me their love.
I lose count at fifteen. I simply give over to all of it and feel the pain melt away. Everything melts. The past and the future. The war. Our own problems. All that matters is the smack of Shim’s hand on my ass. A dreamy feeling takes over. I don’t have to be a princess here or on the run. I can exist fully in this one moment, forever held in their love and admiration. I only need to serve them and be served by them.
This is a safe place.
Shim stops, but it doesn’t matter. I’m exactly where I want to be.
“Show me,” Lach commands.
I sigh as I feel Shim’s hand on the folds of my pussy, pressing in and around. He moves easily because like the woman in the fantasy, I’m juicy and ripe.
“She enjoys discipline,” Shim says. Then I hear as he softly sucks the juice off his fingers.
Lach chuckles and I feel the bed dip. “It’s a good thing since she obviously will require so much of it. But you remember the rest, don’t you, brother?”
“I do.” Shim’s hands are on my hips. “Higher, love. And spread your knees.”
He forces my knees wider until I’m in a position that leaves me utterly vulnerable. I’m bent over with my ass high in the air and my legs spread wide so my cheeks split and expose my asshole to the cool night air. I might protest, might feel a deep shame, but the spanking took me past that. It placed me somewhere it no longer matters. Silly things like shame and embarrassment hold no sway here. There’s only sweet submission.
“I remember the way the other dominant men admired the sub’s pretty hole.” Shim is talking around his fangs now.