Brushing the flaps over her hips, he dragged the firm bulb-shapes down her buttocks and thighs. When he reached her calves, he smacked the back of her legs and seemed to take pleasure in the way she whimpered.
She tried to convince herself it was the shock of the snap against her skin, but somewhere deep inside her, she was certain—this training session was definitely about punishment. The knowledge made her pussy clench with awareness.
Without a doubt, Chuck wanted her to know he would take extreme measures, calculated steps to insure she wouldn’t stray. Another thwack came down on her legs. This time, the smack was higher, right under the curve of her bottom.
Another hard swat landed at her lower cheeks. Then, he patted her, caressed her tenderly until she not only sighed in relief, but also relished in the attention.
His tender loving care made her channel hot and wet. She wanted to know the feel of his strong fingers impaling her, stroking her, but she had a feeling the punishment ahead wouldn’t end with a few slaps to her bottom.
Oh no, Chuck had a reputation with the ladies. And she wasn’t just any lady. She was his fated lover.
He would expect more from his partner. He would demand more from his woman. Chuck Hayes, one of the club’s most powerful and dominant men, would require much more from his submissive mate.
Chapter Eleven
“Even virgins have their limits.” Her words tumbled from parched lips as soon as he removed the ball gag.
“Do they?” He offered her a drink of water and what he hoped was a warm, rather than a sadistic-looking, smile.
“How long do you think I can keep this up?”
“Until you use your safe word.”
“Consider it used. I can’t stand another flogging. My ass will be blood red.”
“And I’m the only one who will see that pretty little ass.” He was as hard as a rocket just thinking about said ass. He walked his fingers down her back and patted her bottom. That only made his male situation more uncomfortable.
He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her.
“You’re not going to release me?”
“I like that position.”
She lifted her chest away from the bench and gave him a glimpse of those voluptuous breasts. So maybe this wasn’t his all-time favorite position. He glanced at her ass once more.
Then again, there was a lot to be said for a woman with an apple-shaped bottom.
His cock danced in his breeches again.
He knew how to change things up. Even though he wasn’t sure what kind of response he’d get, there were a few things he had to ask, a few questions he wanted answered. “What happened with Molly?”
“That bothers you, doesn’t it?”
“Damn right.”
“Why?”
Address me as Sir.” He rose from his seat and studied the rack on the wall. A long, wooden paddle called out to him like a lover’s song.
“She didn’t breach….” She cleared her throat. “Molly didn’t thrust her fingers inside me.
It was almost like she –”
“Was teasing you?”
“Yes.”
“Make no mistake. Given the chance, she would’ve thrust deep enough if she’d had to use a strap-on to make the difference.”
“I don’t understand why my virginity status is so important to you.”
“You’re my mate.”
“Well surely to God some of you people have taken non-virgins before.”
“Not as mates. Our ‘people’ as you say are prohibited. An old witch doctor placed a spell on the wolf shifters several generations ago. At that time, the shifters in the tribe had a rebellious nature, but they were still honorable. Most of the young men were committed warriors back then.” He took a deep breath. “The long and short of it is that a wagon train stopped near a village right outside their camp in the Northwest territory. The young warriors saw these beautiful fair-skinned women. They were dressed in nice clothes, smelled like fresh flowers, and had long legs just made for wrapping around a man’s waist. Anyway—”
“I get the
She tried to convince herself it was the shock of the snap against her skin, but somewhere deep inside her, she was certain—this training session was definitely about punishment. The knowledge made her pussy clench with awareness.
Without a doubt, Chuck wanted her to know he would take extreme measures, calculated steps to insure she wouldn’t stray. Another thwack came down on her legs. This time, the smack was higher, right under the curve of her bottom.
Another hard swat landed at her lower cheeks. Then, he patted her, caressed her tenderly until she not only sighed in relief, but also relished in the attention.
His tender loving care made her channel hot and wet. She wanted to know the feel of his strong fingers impaling her, stroking her, but she had a feeling the punishment ahead wouldn’t end with a few slaps to her bottom.
Oh no, Chuck had a reputation with the ladies. And she wasn’t just any lady. She was his fated lover.
He would expect more from his partner. He would demand more from his woman. Chuck Hayes, one of the club’s most powerful and dominant men, would require much more from his submissive mate.
Chapter Eleven
“Even virgins have their limits.” Her words tumbled from parched lips as soon as he removed the ball gag.
“Do they?” He offered her a drink of water and what he hoped was a warm, rather than a sadistic-looking, smile.
“How long do you think I can keep this up?”
“Until you use your safe word.”
“Consider it used. I can’t stand another flogging. My ass will be blood red.”
“And I’m the only one who will see that pretty little ass.” He was as hard as a rocket just thinking about said ass. He walked his fingers down her back and patted her bottom. That only made his male situation more uncomfortable.
He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of her.
“You’re not going to release me?”
“I like that position.”
She lifted her chest away from the bench and gave him a glimpse of those voluptuous breasts. So maybe this wasn’t his all-time favorite position. He glanced at her ass once more.
Then again, there was a lot to be said for a woman with an apple-shaped bottom.
His cock danced in his breeches again.
He knew how to change things up. Even though he wasn’t sure what kind of response he’d get, there were a few things he had to ask, a few questions he wanted answered. “What happened with Molly?”
“That bothers you, doesn’t it?”
“Damn right.”
“Why?”
Address me as Sir.” He rose from his seat and studied the rack on the wall. A long, wooden paddle called out to him like a lover’s song.
“She didn’t breach….” She cleared her throat. “Molly didn’t thrust her fingers inside me.
It was almost like she –”
“Was teasing you?”
“Yes.”
“Make no mistake. Given the chance, she would’ve thrust deep enough if she’d had to use a strap-on to make the difference.”
“I don’t understand why my virginity status is so important to you.”
“You’re my mate.”
“Well surely to God some of you people have taken non-virgins before.”
“Not as mates. Our ‘people’ as you say are prohibited. An old witch doctor placed a spell on the wolf shifters several generations ago. At that time, the shifters in the tribe had a rebellious nature, but they were still honorable. Most of the young men were committed warriors back then.” He took a deep breath. “The long and short of it is that a wagon train stopped near a village right outside their camp in the Northwest territory. The young warriors saw these beautiful fair-skinned women. They were dressed in nice clothes, smelled like fresh flowers, and had long legs just made for wrapping around a man’s waist. Anyway—”
“I get the
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