Kiba was making sure of it.
“Please, alpha,” I begged. “I won’t disobey you again.”
“You’ve got a very thorough punishment coming, little mate. It’s far from over and I think you know that, don’t you?”
“Yes, sir,” I whimpered. I knew the truth of his words. I knew that this spanking was just the start of what was to come. I also knew that it wasn’t going to end until I was sobbing for him, whether it was from orgasms or the belt, I didn’t yet know.
He paused the spanking for a moment and gripped my bottom cheeks with his fingers. I gasped as he spread my ass, displaying me in a way that I had never been exposed before. No one had ever looked at me like this before and even as a harsh jolt of shame careened through me, an even stronger quiver of desire raced straight down to my needy pussy. I could feel my muscles tighten with arousal and I foolishly hoped that my punishment was over, that he would allow me to come for him now.
I was wrong.
His fingers pressed up against my wetness and he slowly inserted a finger into my pussy, once and then twice, before he dragged it backwards. My mind went blank.
He couldn’t. No. Not there. No one had ever touched me there.
It was wrong. It was dirty. It was far more arousing than it should have been.
His fingertip rested against my bottom hole, a silent ominous threat that he could take me there if he wanted to.
“I’m sorry,” I pleaded, trying to stop the inevitable.
That same finger pushed against my reluctant hole, just enough to show me that he could. I stilled, not knowing what to do. My thighs trembled as I nervously waited for what he would do next. He increased the pressure of that digit and I whimpered, feeling a very deep sense of shame and arousal that he was doing this to me in front of everyone else.
My disobedience had cost me. Earning his forgiveness was going to be far more than I had bargained for and it was going to hurt in ways that I could never have foreseen.
That finger breached into my bottom and I cried out at the burning pinch of pain as he stretched my tight hole for the very first time. I couldn’t control myself as my thighs trembled from the confusing sensations coursing through my body. My pussy spasmed with need. Pain and pleasure molded into one and it became difficult to tell one from the other. It soon became one intoxicating sensation and I moaned as it quickly overwhelmed me.
“I’m sorry, sir. I’m sorry,” I whimpered.
“I know you are, little mate,” he answered gently as he pushed his finger deeper into my bottom. I felt humbled and subdued by this more than anything else he had ever done to me, including the spankings and the switching he’d given me when we’d first met.
“I want you to remember this moment, omega. I am your alpha and you will do as I say. You will obey me and when you are disobedient, you will be very thoroughly punished. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, alpha,” I whimpered.
“You listen much better when my finger is in your tight little bottom, don’t you?”
I shuddered and a quiet cry escaped my lips.
“Answer me, omega.”
“Yes, sir,” I whispered, as my pussy quivered with need.
With one finger still inside my bottom, he caressed my wet folds with the others. Those digits slid along my moist flesh and I was thankful for the curtain of my hair that was hiding my shame.
“It makes you very wet to be punished this way, doesn’t it, omega?”
“Yes, sir,” I said softly, fruitlessly trying to control my body from reacting to his fierce dominance.
He added a second finger then. He wasn’t gentle.
I cried out from the burning pain and he pumped those digits in and out of my bottom. It hurt far more than I anticipated, and the ache hurtled up and down my spine. The pain was more intense at first, a cruel reminder that this was still a punishment. As it began to fade, I was left with a very deep sense of shame because it was making me very wet.
He was right. This was turning me on, and I didn’t know why. It felt naughty and wrong, but at the same time it was so incredibly arousing. It left me feeling needy and more than ever, it reminded me that I wasn’t in control. He was and he could touch me wherever he wanted, whenever he wanted, including my virgin bottom hole.
“I want you to think about something. Right now, I have two fingers inside your tight little bottom. Before your punishment is over, my cock is going to be here instead. You’re going to come with my cock inside your bottom and you’re going to do it with the entire pack watching you. You’re going to come until there’s tears streaming down your cheeks, omega, and you’re not going to stop until I say you’ve had enough,” he warned.
My breath caught in my throat.