My cock hardened beneath her. The concept of disciplining this little slip of a woman was incredibly arousing and I could see by the slickness on her thighs that she was getting turned on too. I slipped my fingers to her moist folds, dragging them through the wetness I found there and chuckled.
“I think you’re going to like this, hellcat. Your pretty little cunt is weeping for your punishment.”
She moaned with shame.
“Please,” she begged.
I didn’t listen.
Chapter Four
Cosima
I would have never been able to guess I’d be over an alien’s knees, about to get my ass reddened by his palm for fighting off his advances to bathe me.
This morning, I’d woken up in a cave with the same man. It had hurt to move my limbs and I could feel the effects of the multitudes of orgasms I’d had over the past few hours. My body was sore, my pussy and ass so well used that I could feel the effects still as I had walked to the fire. I remembered the feeling of his hands on my body the night before, how his touch had felt on my body. How his cock had anchored itself inside me and given me pleasure more extreme than I had ever known. It would take me much longer to accept the fact that I had actually enjoyed it all, every last aching second.
It had taken me quite a bit of time to orient myself.
Now, I was lying face down, ass up over his knees. He had warned me along the way, sure, but I hadn’t believed him. I hadn’t thought that he would actually punish me for resisting his efforts to touch me, to bathe me. To treat me as if I was his own.
His palm rested against my ass, a very clear indication to me that he was ready to begin my discipline and punish me like a very naughty little girl. My ass cheeks clenched with anxiety.
I must be dreaming, but the residual sting from the times he’d already smacked my ass left me quite aware that this entire ordeal was very real.
And I was fucking getting turned on. My entire body heated against him, ready to receive whatever he wanted to do to me, no matter what it was. My ass was bare, angled up high over his knees, almost like my naked cheeks were asking for it. Wanting to be spanked for the very first time in my entire life.
Last night I had moaned, screamed for every last inch of his alien cock. He fucked my pussy and my ass hard, and I had loved every last second of it. I hadn’t asked for it, I hadn’t wanted it, but he had given it to me anyway.
I was so ashamed. I shouldn’t desire this. Maybe something was wrong with me.
I was soaked. My pussy was throbbing with longing, for more of the ecstasy he’d given me only hours before. I wanted to come again. I didn’t even think it was possible for me to orgasm again after the events of the past twenty-four hours. I didn’t get it.
“Look at how aroused you are,” he whispered, gliding his finger up and down the moisture on my thighs. I groaned with embarrassment. He could see it all. Every last trickle of my shame.
“Don’t,” I pleaded.
He just chuckled instead, and my core clenched with excitement.
“Does it embarrass you to know that you like to be dominated, little hellcat? That being put over my knee makes this little cunt of yours nice and soaking wet?” he whispered, and I trembled with want. I didn’t answer, but I was sure that he knew. He understood my body better than I did in that moment. It was humiliating, deeply concerning, and arousing at the same time. He leaned forward, and the tip of his nose dragged against my skin. I heard him inhale and I moaned, knowing he was taking in my scent. There was no hiding from him now.
“For someone that doesn’t want this, you sure smell like you do, hellcat,” he mused, and I shivered with my shame.
My mind was becoming more and more confused trying to separate all my rampant emotions and eventually, I stopped fighting. My strength wasn’t going to overpower his. I didn’t stand a chance if he wanted something.
He must have noticed the slackening in my limbs because he dragged his palm up and down my ass, and it felt nice, gentle even. He massaged my tense cheeks and I eventually calmed a bit. He purred softly, and my pussy practically quivered at the sound. It was like his sounds had a direct connection to my clit. The needy bud pulsed, wanting to feel the caress of the suction tendrils of his cock.
I sighed softly.
His palm patted my skin and I stilled completely.
“There’s a reason I want to cleanse you, Cosima. I need to make sure you aren’t injured. I wanted to make sure I didn’t hurt you last night,” he said calmly, and I bit my lip as he continued his caresses. My thighs pressed together, trying to hide the evidence of my arousal but I knew he could still see it anyway. I almost felt guilty now that he’d explained himself.
“Axel,” I began hesitantly, feeling unsure.
His hand cracked against my ass, the sound loud in the caverns, bouncing off the rock, off the spring, and multiplying the sound for a few seconds. I gasped in shock.
The sting washed over me in one smooth wave and I hummed as it took over me. I imagined the image of my bare ass over his knee, vulnerable to his hand and shook with nervous excitement and anxiety. My pussy clenched, terribly turned on from the entire ordeal.