Page 20 of Caging Fire
A huge grin spread across my face when she shouted “NO!” at the top of her lungs and began struggling against Cade’s hold again.
Cade sighed and motioned for me to come to him. I plopped the Chinese food down on the counter before walking over and kneeling next to writhing Rowan. Cade could have made herstop moving with his bark, but I knew he liked the way she thrashed against him as he held her tightly, bare-ass exposed.
“Give her ten with an open hand. Then we’ll check and see if she’s ready to apologize,” he said.
Cade was so fucking bossy.
He had to have control over everything, especially her punishment. I knew that one of his favorite roles in training her would be to orchestrate them. Talon and I would most likely deliver the punishments, as Cade sometimes preferred to direct the play rather than star in it. That’s not to say he wouldn’t get his hands dirty from time to time, but his obsession with control played into his kink for voyeurism.
“Try not to enjoy this, Kitten,” I said to Rowan, winking as I delivered the first sharp slap to her soft, pert ass, trying not to cum in my pants as I did.
Her plump cheek rippled against my palm, jolting her body in Cade’s grip. She winced in pain, crying and squirming harder.
The harder she squirmed, the harder my dick got.
“Count them, Rowan. They won’t tally if you don’t count them out loud,” Cade instructed her.
I brought my palm down harder on the next slap, and she yelped, trying to twist and hide her ass. Through her wet tears, I heard a muffled “two.”
“Good girl, Rowan. Keep counting, only a few to go before you can apologize to Ryker,” Cade said, praising her and rubbing little circles on her arm where he held her.
I continued with the rest of the punishment, delivering spank after spank as Rowan counted them out through her wailing.To my surprise, she took her punishment well. She endured the pain with more composure than I expected. Then again, Cade’s hand was gently stroking her, grounding her through the ordeal. I knew his touch wasn’t just comfort. It was calculated. He was conditioning her. And once she’d settled into her new reality, that tenderness would lessen.
When it was done, Cade wanted to see if she had gotten aroused from the spanking, even though we both knew she had based on the smell of her slick. She was a dirty girl who loved the pain. Talon was going to have a field-day with her. Maybe the fucker would choke her instead of me for once.
“Check her,” Cade instructed me.
Rowan had stopped truly sobbing when the spanking ended. Her cries subsided to only minor hiccups and sharp intakes of breath. As I ran my hand between her ass cheeks, she flinched.
I knew she was a virgin, who was likely completely inexperienced. I had spent countless nights jerking off to the knowledge of how tight her every hole would be. Her pussy was perfect, pink, and glistening from how soaked she was. Slick trickled down the inside of her thigh. I gathered her wetness on my fingers, running them through the slit of her pussy, before bringing those fingers to her mouth.
“Suck, Rowan,” Cade commanded.
She looked between us, horrified, and shook her head adamantly from side to side.
“Tsk, tsk, Kitten. If you don’t get my fingers nice and wet, it won’t feel as good when I fuck you with them. It might hurt. I’m trying to make it good for you,” I said to her, not mentioning how soaked her pussy already was.
It wouldn’t make a difference if she got my fingers wet or not; I just wanted to see her taste her own arousal.
Cade’s hungry eyes told me he did too.
Reluctantly, she parted her lips, allowing me entry into her soft, warm mouth, and sucked on my thick fingers. I could tell she liked the taste of herself when her pupils blew wide, and she started sucking in earnest.
"Good girl. Ryker can make you feel nice now," Cade praised her again.
I saw it for what it was.
Conditioning.
Every time she submitted, he rewarded her with those two words: Good girl.
Soon, she'd start craving them. Craving us.
I removed my fingers and heard her whimper at the loss, desperate to have her holes plugged.
“Don’t worry, Kitten, I’m about to fill you up,” I said, reassuring her she wouldn’t be empty for long.
I started with just one finger, knowing she would need to be stretched, and slowly pushed it into her weeping cunt. She continued to squirm against Cade, grinding down on my finger and making little moaning noises as it went in and out of her.
