“Show me that slick, virgin cunt of yours, Kitten,” I rasp, wrapping my hand around my shaft and pumping it a few, rough strokes. When she spreads her flesh so that I get a graphic glimpse, I growl like an animal. “How badly would you like me to stick my fat cock into your virgin hole?”

Aurora moans as she continues to play with herself but opens her eyes and they travel down to my rod, widening with panic. Her hands fall to her sides and she stiffens. “That can’t possibly fit inside of me!”

I chuckle darkly. “It most certainly can,” I promise her. “With all that cream you’re pumping out, it’ll just take a little force to get inside of you, Aurora. It’ll be snug, but it will fit.”

She shakes her head and her ruby-hued ringlets bounce and splay around her shoulders. “Please don’t, Oren. I won’t survive it!”

She’s pushed me too far. Seizing her arm, I demand, “What did I say you must call me?”

Catching her bottom lip between her teeth, she whispers, “Master.”

Dragging her up by the arm and taking her place on the couch, I sit and force her, belly-down, onto my lap. “I see you need a lesson in respect. You will learn to listen and obey me immediately, every time. Lucky for you, I know just how to deliver a lesson you will never forget.”

Turning her head so that she can see what I’m doing, Aurora blanches. “Are you going to… spank me?” Her voice rises to a panicked shriek with those last two words.

She might be trembling, but I suspect some of that is due to excitement, not just fear. “Yes, Kitten. I am.”

Her eyes start to glisten. “Please don’t.”

She asks so prettily, but it won’t stop me from doing what I’ve wanted to do since meeting her in the chow hall earlier today: getting my hands on that fine ass of hers. Squeezing each cheek first, I make her hold her breath, waiting to see what I’ll do next. After a moment of silence, my hand lifts into the air and spanks her beautiful bottom with a sharp thwack.

“Stop! Please!” Aurora begs, squirming in my lap. All the movement nearly unmans me, but I gnash my teeth and deliver a litany of equitable strokes to both cheeks. My big hand covers nearly her entire ass with each swat.

“You need this, Aurora. Your master will always give you what you need,” I soothe.

She hates me for it, but she finally gives in. What she doesn’t realize is that if this were Knox, she’d be in for far more than a spanking. After as many times as she’s forgotten to call me by my proper title, he’d have spanked her twice over and moved on to the belt by now. If I am to prepare her for the aggressive giant, she needs to be properly educated. And damn if I don’t like teaching her these important lessons personally. My cock throbs so intensely as it rubs against her naked belly that it’s hard to keep count of how many blows I’ve delivered.

Finally, when I sense she’s accepted her punishment, I stop and tell her, “Bend over the arm of the couch and put your face and shoulders on the seat.”

I notice a few fat tears leak down her cheeks as she does, and I’m tempted to comfort her. However, that would be a mistake. One Knox would never make. One that she’d later exploit to get out of future punishments. So I harden my resolve, almost as stiff as my cock, as she moves to the side of the couch, bends forward, and assumes the position on the couch in front of her that I’ve commanded. She spreads her legs in order to bend far enough, and her position exposes all her secret places to my hungry gaze. The cheeks of her reddened ass open and I can see the whorl of her tiny anus and the parted labia dripping with her arousal. Her pink core is shining with juice and again the urge to take her nearly overwhelms me.

Her ass is almost as red as her hair and I marvel at how beautiful she is. “What must you call me, Aurora?”

Hiccupping, she says very softly, “Master.”

“Good girl,” I compliment, gently massaging each rosy, round globe as she oh-so-quietly sighs from the relief of it. “You deserve a treat for being so sweet. Would you like that, Kitten?”