Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 51862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 51862 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 259(@200wpm)___ 207(@250wpm)___ 173(@300wpm)
It feels so right to be over his lap. I fit here. My whole life I have been dedicated to all things responsible. I am a good girl. But he is going to treat me like a very, very bad girl.
“If you are angry at me, you talk to me. You do not run. And if you fear for the safety or wellbeing of the people you serve, you do the same. I am not a monster. Well. I am a monster. But not the kind you have to fear.”
I feel him peeling my pants down. They’re so much tighter than what I used to wear, and they come off like a second skin. I feel my flesh being exposed, my cheeks and then my thighs. He pulls them all the way down off my feet and drops them on the floor.
Half-naked over his lap, I am vulnerable and exposed. Just what I want to be. I have craved him from the moment I left him. I have needed this moment of reckoning, and of reclaiming.
Zain starts to spank me, heating my ass with his harsh swats. He could be spanking harder and hurting me more, but that’s not the point. He knows what this does to me. He’s not trying to straight up punish me. He is trying to turn me on. And it is working.
I get wet the moment that first slap lands. The feeling of being jolted firmly against his thigh, the sting on my skin making me flush through every part of my body is everything I dreamed of.
I am in absolute heaven, even when he starts spanking me harder and lecturing me more.
“I own you, pet. Every bit of you. Every part of you. Even here.”
His palm spreads across my cheeks, and then one finger drifts down the crack of my ass. I feel the pad of his finger make contact with my anus.
“I am going to fuck you here, pet,” he growls. “I am going to fill you in this tight, dark little hole, and you are going to know who your master is.”
I moan softly at those words, my latent guilt thrilling to them. There is some part of me that yearns to be punished. Yes, I ran with the villagers because I had to, but the part of me that is melting for him knows that was wrong. I should have stayed. I should have talked it through. I should have given him a chance to make things right. Instead, I fled. And now I am being punished as the wayward little pet I am.
Moving his finger away from that shameful little bud, Zain proceeds to spank me hard enough to make me yowl. This is a punishment. There is no doubting that. I feel it with every harsh slap delivered to my cheeks. He wants me to know that things have changed.
“I coddled you, pet. I barely punished you. I hardly trained you. That changes now. I will break you in the way a pet should be. I will show you what it means to be my good little pet after being such a bad little witch.”
I start to whimper, and then to outright cry as Zain’s stern alien palm whips my ass, making my tender cheeks tight, and swollen, and sore. This very real spanking is hard to take, but he gives me no choice. This is the price I pay for the choices I made — that’s the choice I get.
“You can be such a good girl,” Zain lectures. “And I know you always try to be the best little witch you can be for your villagers, but you are more than that now. Now you belong to me. And now you will learn how to be a good pet.”
He slides me off his lap. I feel the bed under my belly, and I hear him going for one of my oils. It’s a blend that will numb certain skin conditions, but it does very little for the sensitivity of my tender bottom as he drizzles it down the crevice of my spanked ass. I whimper and moan as he rubs it against the tight bud there. I never for a single second ever imagined being claimed there.
“Please… Zain.”
“Shh, pet,” he soothes me. “You can take me here. Humans have very tight little asses, but they do stretch. You are made to accommodate cock in all your holes, and you will take me now.”
There is a note of stern censure in his voice, and after being spanked into submission I know better than to even want to argue. Right now, I just want to be good. I want to feel his approval again and know that we are bonded as we are meant to be.
Zain spreads my cheeks wide with his big alien hands and starts to work the head of his cock against my hole. I am tight at first, but he is insistent, and my body cannot resist the might or the tender yet stern insistence of his alien cock.