Page 24 of Conquered Pet
“Can I have some clothes?” she whispered. I’d destroyed the ones she’d been wearing earlier. To be honest, I much preferred her naked.
“I haven’t decided if you’re going to earn them back yet,” I replied while shaking my head. The look of indignation that followed was positively decadent.
“You can’t!” she began, and I raised an eyebrow in her direction.
“Is your bare little bottom sore?” I interrupted and the flush on her cheeks deepened in color.
“Yes,” she murmured.
“Remember that when you speak to me, little one,” I chided her. She fidgeted and I sniffed, cautiously sampling the air. She twitched with irritation, but I could smell the aroma of her arousal. The reminder of her spanking had made her wet.
“Get up on your hands and knees. Show me that well-punished bottom,” I directed.
Her face scrunched up with annoyance at my boldness. She didn’t move right away, and I cleared my throat. Her defiance was endearing, and I found that I quite liked it, but she was beginning to test my patience.
I gave her several more seconds before I made a move to get out of my chair.
“Wait! Please. I’m sorry,” she exclaimed, before she quickly turned around and displayed herself as I’d instructed. She even leaned down on her elbows, giving me a salacious view of her delightful human body.
I could see the traces of my seed dried on her thighs, but she was still wet. I stood up and a tremble raced across her flesh. I reached out to touch her and she jumped slightly. To her credit, she recovered just as quickly. Her fingers grasped tightly at the blankets beneath her. Being made to do this very muchembarrassed her. I would bet money that her face was the reddest it had ever been.
Her pussy was swollen and soaking wet. She’d taken to me well and there was no damage that I could see. Her asshole was only a little pink. It was likely sore, but from a cursory inspection, she was more than ready for another hard fucking in both tight holes.
My cocks pulsed with anticipation.
Her bottom showed virtually no signs of her spanking last night other than a few slightly pink handprints. I’d make sure to correct that too.
I traced my fingers across the softness of her skin. My own flesh was firmer, rough in places, but not like this. This was luxurious.
Fuck it. She was mine to do with as I pleased. I wanted to feel my human bucking underneath me as I rode her to orgasm. Sore or not, she was going to get her delicious little body fucked again. I unclasped my pants and she visibly stiffened.
I reached for her and slid my fingers through her soaking wet pussy. She was so wet that they slipped along her needy flesh with ease. Her engorged little clit was already hard. I circled it carefully, and she moaned quietly in response.
“Put your fingers where mine are, little one. I want you to play with it while I fuck you,” I demanded, and she squeaked in surprise. It was husky in nature, and I nearly growled in conquest.
Had I been the first man to bring her to orgasm?
Her fingers tentatively brushed over mine and she slowly began to mimic my movements. The more she touched herself, the more certain I became that she had never done this before.
“Keep playing with that little clit. I want to see you make yourself come before I grant you the privilege of my cocks,” I instructed.
“I don’t want this,” she protested.
“Then why are your fingers moving faster, little one? Do you not want to come?” I asked with a growl. She didn’t slow down.
Casually, I circled my own finger around her entrance, teasing her and dragging it up and down over her reluctant bottom hole. I enjoyed the sight of her clenching down and trying to prevent me from entering her. She probably thought I would push a finger inside her, but I wasn’t going to do that.
I wanted my secondary cock to be the one that stretched her open.
She didn’t need to know that though. I flattened my hand and lightly slapped her pussy, causing a quiet cry to escape her.
My balls squeezed tight, and my cock throbbed. It was hard as iron right now, still fully encased by my pants.
“I don’t,” she began, and I slapped her pussy just a little bit harder. She bucked away just the slightest bit, but then she leaned back into me as if she was seeking out more. Her little fingers worked furiously over her clit, and I paused for several moments before I spanked her there again.
She moaned loudly that time.
I slapped her naughty little pussy three times in quick succession and her sounds of pleasure only intensified. I watched herflesh pinken as she played with herself faster and faster. Her thighs quivered and just when her moans reached a crescendo, I spanked her again. This time, I watched her pretty little holes tighten with her orgasm. She cried out, but there was no evidence of pain in her wanton noises, only shameless desire.
