Hurriedly Lara pulled off her nightgown and walked to the door, testing the feel of her body. There was some residual soreness between her legs, but not as much as she’d expected. She stretched her lean body, then took a deep breath and opened the door, heading to the front of the house.
Both men were waiting, facing away from Lara, talking quietly. But as soon as they heard her approach, they turned to look at her. Lara was positive she saw the hint of a smile on Tye’s face, as though he were genuinely glad to see her. Rex just nodded a cursory greeting.
“How are you feeling today?” Tye took a step toward her, gently taking her hand then letting it fall.
“Good,” she replied. “Very good.”
Tye nodded. “And you slept well?”
“Yes.” It wasn’t quite true, but she wasn’t about to complain, especially not now, when she was about to be spanked by Rex and Tye.
“After we leave, your assistant Myrna will be here to prepare breakfast and bathe you. Do you like Myrna?”
“I do.” Lara realized it was true. “She’s kind.” She glanced at Rex to see his eyes scanning her naked body. She could practically feel the heat of his gaze, his desire almost palpable. Was he remembering when she’d knelt in front of him the night before? Was he remembering making her swallow every single drop of his cum?
Suddenly his eyes met hers, and she felt her legs grow weak, as though they were melting. Useless. He was gruff, yet there was something powerful in him, something that drew her to him despite his ferocity. He wasn’t unkind, but neither did he go out of his way to be solicitous. Still, desire coursed through her at the knowledge that he hungered for her.
“Let’s get started,” said Tye. “Rex and I have a busy day and need an early start.”
“Yes, sir.” But Lara was unsure of what she was supposed to do.
“I’ll check your bottom first, to make sure you’re ready for another spanking after yesterday’s. We are careful to never break the skin or cause lasting damage, so I’ll need to inspect you. Bend over and place your hands on the chair.”
Groaning inwardly in embarrassment, Lara put her palms on the seat of the wooden chair. She felt Tye approach her from behind, bending over her slightly and whispering in a warm and low voice, “Spread your legs, Lara. Nice and wide.”
She did, opening her stance to feel the cool morning air on her pussy. She jumped when Tye lightly ran a finger over her clit, then touched her already wet entrance. “I hope I didn’t hurt you too much last night,” he whispered, pushing the tip of his finger inside her.
“You didn’t.” Her voice was quiet.
His fingers played over her bottom cheeks, and finally he spoke. “There are no marks from yesterday. You’re fine for another spanking today.”
His words filled her with dismay, but also, strangely, with relief. She knew this would hurt, but part of her wanted it all the same.
“Stand up.” Tye’s fingers gently stroked her lower back, but for a second only. “I’ll do the honors for the first part of your punishment this morning.” He sat on a chair and slapped his thigh.
She knew he meant her to bend over his lap. Head down, she approached him, then bent her body over his strong thighs. He gently helped her get in position and comfortable—or as comfortable as possible, given the circumstances.
Rex moved the other chair so he was sitting in front of Lara’s head. “You’re to watch me the entire time Commander Tye spanks you. Do you understand?”
Oh, no. She couldn’t! She wanted to hang her head while she received her punishment, not make eye contact with Commander Rex. But she met his glance and nodded, voice trembly as she said, “Yes, sir.”
Rex nodded as Tye patted her bare bottom a few times lightly.
“I’ll start slow, but it’s going to hurt, Lara. You know that, right?”
“I need you to hold still and take your spanking. And you must retain eye contact with Commander Rex the whole time.”
“OK.” She held back a sob. It was apparent they meant to embarrass her as part of her punishment. And it was working quite well.
“Good. Now ask me to begin, please.”
A deep blush spreading over her cheeks, she mustered her courage. “Commander Tye, please begin spanking me.”
“Very nice,” he murmured. And then he began. The sound filled the room the second his palm landed on her bottom. If this was starting slow, she was sure she wouldn’t be able to take it all.
She kicked her legs and wriggled as his hand landed again and again. With his other arm, he grasped her tighter to hold her in place. “Stay in position,” he warned.
“Eyes on me,” commanded Rex, and Lara managed to look up at him as Tye continued to land spanks on her bottom. A small smile graced Rex’s face, and there was, Lara could see, a bulge in the front of his pants. To know that someone was finding pleasure in her pain was further humiliation, and she wanted desperately to look away, to hang her head and let the tears flow, but she knew the consequences would be unpleasant if she did.
After a few minutes, Tye stopped. He ran his fingers over her stinging backside. “What do you think, brother?” he asked. “Is she red enough, or should I continue?”
Rex got up and walked over to stand next to Lara. His large, callused hand touched Lara’s bottom, then one of his fingers ran its way up along her crack, stopping at her bottom hole and pressing lightly.
Lara tried to hold still but couldn’t help wriggling under his touch. He chuckled at her movement, then spoke. “I’d say she needs to be a little redder,” he mused. “Lara, is it all right with you if Tye spanks you some more?”
Lara wanted to cry out, “No! No more!” But she knew she was expected to say yes. “Yes, please, spank me some more,” she muttered.
“I couldn’t quite hear that.” Rex was clearly having fun at her expense. “Speak up, please.”
“Yes, please, spank me some more,” she repeated, louder, cringing in embarrassment at being forced to say something like that in front of these two men while she lay, bared, in this manner.
Under her, Tye’s thighs tensed, and his arm tightened around her once more as he prepared to begin her spanking again. Rex settled himself back in the chair, and without needing to be told, Lara met his eyes.
“No,” she moaned, staring into Rex’s eyes, watching them narrow slightly as his jaw tensed.
But Tye continued, his hand landing over and over again on her burning bottom. When she thought she couldn’t take it anymore, she reached back with her hand to try to stop him. Tye seemed to have anticipated that, though, grasping her wrist immediately and holding it down at her side.
By the end of her spanking she was moaning and begging for it to stop, her body writhing on Tye’s lap. A smirk played on Rex’s lips, adding even more embarrassment to her painful punishment. Unable to move, she sobbed, still in position, and still staring into Rex’s eyes.
As her crying subsided, Rex spoke up, his words aimed at Tye though he kept his eyes trained on Lara. “You should check her to see if she found it completely unpleasant.”
Without a word, Tye’s hand slipped between her legs, immediately finding her pussy, which was wet. How could it be so wet? wondered Lara. How could a spanking that hurt also leave me soaked with desire?
She could hear the smile in Tye’s voice. “I think she found some pleasure in her spanking.”
“Interesting,” responded Rex. “Please stand, Lara.”
She did, her legs shaking. Without thinking she reached back to rub her sore bottom. Would the men chastise her for that? She expected them to, but they didn’t.
“We’ll move right on to the second part of your punishment for the morning,” said Rex. “It will be short but unexpected and painful. Please kneel in front of the trunk, then bend your body over it.”
“Yes, sir,” whispered Lara. The trunk was wooden, with ornate carvings in it. It looked interesting, and Lara would have liked to investigate the designs, but she knew now was definitely not the time. She knelt at the foot of the trunk, then bent so the top part of her body was lying on it.
Suddenly Rex was in front of her, holding a cane about a half inch in diameter and about two feet long. “This small cane isn’t as switchy as I generally use, but it’s where I’m going to use it that will make the difference. You’re going to be helping with this part of your punishment, Lara.”
He walked around so he was standing near her bottom.
“Good.” Rex moved up next to her. “I want you to reach behind you with both hands and spread your cheeks as wide as you can.”
But what did that mean? Did he intend to spank her right between her cheeks? Slowly, wishing she could be anywhere but here, Lara reached back, grasping the silky but still stinging flesh of each cheek and holding it apart. She imagined her bottom was blazing red, and she knew her face was too.
“What a wonderful position you’re in right now,” mused Rex. “Don’t you think so, Lara?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, though she didn’t really think so at all.
“Do you know where I’m going to spank you?”
Was he really going to make her say it? “Um, between my cheeks?”
“Indeed. Your poor bottom is so red already, so I plan to spank you ten times, right on your tight bottom hole. How does that sound?”
It sounded horrible, and she had to force herself not to get up and run out of the house as fast as she could. “It sounds good, sir.” She winced as she forced the words out.
“You are not to let go between spanks. You are to stay in position, holding your cheeks wide apart for me. Do you understand?”
“If I need to have Commander Tye hold you down or help me, the punishment will be far worse.”
“I understand, sir,” she managed. Tye had moved to the area in front of her head, and she glanced up at him, more beseechingly than she’d intended. But his face was stern. She knew there was no way out of this.
“Let’s begin,” said Rex.
Lara’s body tensed, but she held her cheeks open. Within seconds she felt the thin cane resting on her hole, and Rex tapped it there lightly several times.
“Ask me to punish you,” he commanded, continuing to lightly bring the cane down right in the middle of her cheeks.
Lara moaned in dismay, but gulped down the sob that threatened to let loose. “Sir, please spank me.”
“Where should I spank you, Lara?” he asked, and though she couldn’t see his face, she could hear the smirk in his voice.
“Between my cheeks, sir.”
“I’d like to hear the whole thing.”
Lara squeezed her eyes shut. “Please spank me between my cheeks, sir.”
The cane came down hard, right on her bottom hole, and Lara jumped in surprise. “Oh, no, ow!” she cried out but somehow managed to keep her hands in place. “Oh, it hurts so much, sir,” she whimpered.
“Ah, but it’s a punishment, and punishments are supposed to hurt, aren’t they?”
“Yes, sir,” she mumbled, as a tear spilled out onto her cheek.
“Good. Nine more, then.”
The cane landed between her spread cheeks once more, and again Lara cried out.
“The next three,” said Rex calmly, “I’m going to give you one right after another. No breaks between them.”
“No, please, I can’t.”
“Stay in position or we start over again.”
Tears were falling in earnest now, and Lara winced and mewled in pain as Rex landed three more blows right on her delicate hole, one after the other. She was breathing hard when he stopped.
“We’re halfway done. You’re doing well. For the last five, do you want them separated with breaks in between or all quickly at once?” Rex asked.
Both choices were awful, but Lara decided to choose getting them over with as soon as possible. “All at once, please, sir,” she whispered.
“Very well. Hold tight.”
The last five were quick but stung, and Lara jumped and wiggled but managed to keep herself open for Rex. When he was done she put her head on her arms, still draped over the chest, and sobbed.
“One last part to your punishment this morning,” said Rex.
Lara’s heart sank. How could he possibly want to punish her any more right now? Hadn’t the commanders given her enough already?
“This next part you may actually enjoy. The more you relax, at any rate, the less it will hurt,” said Rex.
What was he talking about?
“Go into your bedroom and sit on the edge of the bed. Wait for us there.”
Lara did as she was told, curiosity and fear swirling in her stomach. What was he going to do to her now?
A few minutes later Rex and Tye entered, Rex holding a small jar in one hand. He set it on the bed next to her and knelt in front of her. With his long index finger he touched her lips, forcing them apart.
“All the way in,” he ordered.
Lara opened her mouth, allowing his finger to enter, and sucked it, instinctively knowing that’s what he wanted. It was nowhere as large as his cock, which she’d had in her mouth the night before. But everything about him, including his hands and fingers, was oversized.
“In just a few minutes,” Rex said in a low voice, “the finger you have in your mouth right now is going to be buried all the way inside your bottom.”
Lara’s eyes opened wide in horror. She wasn’t ready. And with her tongue she could feel how wide and thick and long his finger was.
“Lie back.” Rex withdrew his finger from between her lips.
She did, heart thumping wildly at what was about to happen.
“Scoot forward so your bottom is right at the edge of the bed. Good. Now put your legs up so your feet are flat on the bed on either side of you.”
In this position she was spread wide, everything on view for the two men who stood in front of her. She squeezed her eyes shut, but Rex stopped her. “I want you to keep your eyes on me. I want to see the look in them when I sink my finger inside your bottom.”
“Yes, sir,” she mumbled, overcome with humiliation and fear.
Tye walked away from the foot of the bed, and she felt him behind her on the bed. “Give me your hands,” he said.
She raised them above her head and he clasped them, holding tight.
Rex picked up the jar he’d set next to her and opened it. “This is a lotion, to help my finger get inside you. But even with it, you need to stay relaxed. If you try to resist, it will hurt more. And no matter how long it takes, I’ll get it all the way inside you one way or another.”
Lara gulped and nodded, then remembered herself. “Yes, sir.”
“Are you ready?”
“Yes, sir,” she repeated.
“You know what to say,” reminded Rex.
She sighed, fighting the wave of embarrassment that threatened to overtake her. “Please insert your finger into my bottom,” she whispered.
“How far?” asked Rex, a smirk once more gracing his lips.
“All the way.”
“Say the whole thing, Lara.”
“Oh,” she whimpered. “Please, sir, insert your finger all the way into my bottom.”
“You’re doing so well,” said Rex, his eyes darkening as he looked into hers. “Don’t look away, Lara.” She watched as he dipped his index finger into the jar, coating it in the thick white lotion. Then his finger found her hole, pressing in just a little.
Immediately Lara tensed, her muscles constricting against the imminent invasion, and her hands trying to escape Tye’s grasp. Tye was ready, holding tighter to her hands, while Rex gave her a warning look.
“Don’t fight it, Lara,” he warned.
“Okay, sir,” she mumbled. “I won’t fight it this time.”
The tip of his finger once again found her tight hole, this time pressing in farther, until the entire tip of his finger was inside her. She couldn’t help wriggling against the strange sensation of having something inside her there.
“A little deeper now,” said Rex, and Lara’s body trembled as his finger forced itself in more, stretching her bottom and filling her. She couldn’t help clenching around him, and he growled, low and predatory as she did. “When my cock is there instead of my finger, and you clench down like that, I’ll come in an instant,” he murmured.
Despite the fact that Lara knew his cock being in her bottom was eventually going to happen, thinking about it now terrified her. Just his finger, buried about halfway inside her now, felt too big.
“Shall I go deeper?” he asked, though Lara knew it wasn’t really a question. He was going to, despite what she said or didn’t say. And without waiting for an answer, he pressed hard, sinking his finger even farther inside of Lara’s bottom.
“No,” she moaned, “it’s too big.”
“Shhh.” Tye was whispering in her ear. “Relax. It’ll be easier on you if you don’t fight it.”
“I can’t!” she whimpered. “It hurts!”
“Take a deep breath. There you go. It’s going to hurt less if you relax and let it all the way inside you.”
Tye’s words comforted her, and knowing he was there, even though he was holding her arms down, made her less afraid. When suddenly Rex pushed the rest of his finger inside her she gasped, but tried to keep her body loose, hoping it would make this strange intrusion less painful.
Inside her, Rex wiggled his finger around, stretching the walls of her bottom as he did. She groaned at the sensation, but strangely, she felt her pussy growing wet, her clit swelling up with desire.
Rex pulled his finger out about halfway, the sensation of it leaving her body almost as uncomfortable as it entering. She prepared for it to be removed all the way, but suddenly he sank it back in again. He pulled it out once more, then shoved it in. With his finger he fucked her ass, leaving her writhing and whimpering at the relentless intrusion. Several times she tried to pull her hands away from Tye’s grasp, but he held tight.
For about a minute Rex slowly moved his finger in and out, then stopped and stepped away. “You did well,” he said simply, then turned and walked out of the room. But before he turned, Lara was sure she saw his pants bulging in the front. It was strange that punishing her turned him on so much. And even stranger that it turned her on as well.
“Are you all right?” Tye was sitting next to her now, his blue eyes filled with concern.
“Yes,” she said.
“I know that wasn’t pleasant, but part of your punishment and training is getting you used to that sensation. You’re ours for now, Lara, all of you. And that won’t be the last time you’ll have something in your bottom. You know that, right?”
“Yes.” Her cheeks burned.
“Good. Myrna will be here soon to feed and bathe you, and tonight, Rex and I will visit you in your bedroom once more.”
Lara knew exactly what he was talking about.
Tye got off the bed, but before he left, he smiled at Lara, then pushed a strand of hair behind her ear. “Till tonight,” he whispered.
“Till tonight,” she repeated.
As soon as he was out of the room, she lay on the bed under the covers, her hands desperately finding her clit. Never had she been so worked up, never before had she touched herself like this. But her body was filled with pent-up desire, and she rubbed for only a few seconds before the passion swelled and burst as an orgasm shook her body. Her bottom was sore, inside and out, but she’d never been so turned on in her life.
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