“How much trouble am I in?”
“How much trouble should you be in?” Zevon countered as he pushed to his feet.
The question sounded rhetorical, so she just watched him silently.
He moved to her side and said, “Lower wrist restraints.”
A panel above her head slid open and a set of padded wrist cuffs slowly lowered from somewhere inside the ceiling. She knew he had bondage equipment stashed all over the apartment but she’d never seen this apparatus before. He closed one cuff around each of her wrists. The mechanism engaged with a menacing click.
“Tighten cables until I say stop,” Zevon instructed the apartment’s AI.
The slack in the cables decreased until Kendra was drawn onto the balls of her feet. She felt off-balance and vulnerable, somehow more exposed, which didn’t make sense because she’d been naked since entering the room.
Zevon walked to the inset compartment beside the bed and removed a flogger, or this star system’s equivalent. The strands varied in width and the handle had a decidedly phallic shape. Did he intend to fuck her with it after he used the wicked falls to warm her skin?
When he stood directly in front of her, he looked into her eyes. His expression was grim and severe. His golden gaze filled with challenge. “Did you intentionally harm another conduit?”
She taught a bully a much-needed lesson. Jessie would think twice before harassing anyone else.
Guilt sparked to life within Kendra’s mind. She’d done more than stop Jessie’s harassment. She’d lost control of her emotions and used her training to punish a weaker person.
“Yes,” she admitted, feeling regret for the first time since encountering Jessie in the hallway. “I was provoked by a bully, but I took things too far and became a bully myself.”
“Yes, you did.” He moved to her side, remaining in her peripheral vision. “Were there other ways to deal with the situation?” He swung the flogger, fanning out the falls across her entire bottom.
She cried out as dozens of stinging sparks ignited all over her cheeks. “I could have ignored her.”
He swung again and the individual sparks melded into a solid eruption of pain. “But she grabbed your arm.” He played devil’s advocate, tossing her own arguments back at her.
“I didn’t try hard enough to elude her,” Kendra admitted, instinctively twisting away. “I wanted her to keep at it so I’d seem justified in hurting her.”
The flogger slapped against her ass over and over. Each swat brought a bright burst of pain followed by a creeping heat that sank deeper and deeper.
“Why did you want to hurt her?” He brought the flogger up, catching the lower curve of her cheeks, one side and then the other.
Kendra cried out, rocking onto her toes to escape the fiery sting. “She’s a galaxy class bitch who torments everyone.”
He ran his hand down her back then across her stinging bottom. Heat flared and a familiar ache erupted between her thighs.
“Do you honestly think I’m unaware of her abuse toward others?”
He squeezed her cheeks cruelly, dragging an abrupt scream from her throat.
“You knew. Of course, you knew.”
His fingers released, but he didn’t move his hand. “Do you doubt the mentors’ ability to curtail her behavior?”
Kendra wiggled, not sure if she wanted him to squeeze her ass again or take his hand away. “No one has so far. She’s just as hateful as the day we arrived.”
“Is that so?” He moved in front of her and swatted her breasts with the flogger, focusing on one side and then the other. The slaps were much lighter than he’d used on her ass, but it still stung like fire. “Before today, when was the last time you interacted with Jessie?”
Kendra tensed. She honestly couldn’t remember. “I haven’t been interacting with any of the other conduits since my powers were unleashed.”
“Then how do you know if her attitude improved or not?” He carefully flogged her breasts until her skin was pink and her nipples were tightly beaded. He paused and cupped one punished mound, teasing her nipple with the pad of his thumb.
Prickly sensations made Kendra moan and wiggle. Waves of intense sensation had her teetering on the brink of an orgasm.
“Stand still.” Zevon pinched her nipple harshly, twisting the tender flesh until she cried out. “Good girls accept their punishment and submit to their masters.”
“Yes, Master.” She centered her weight over her feet and stopped moving.
His hand slid boldly over her body, cupping her breasts and caressing her belly. He returned to her nipples over and over, seemingly fascinated by the tight peaks. His fingers caught the sensitive flesh and pinched. Then he slapped the mounds, making them quiver and sway.
She stood there quietly allowing the hurtful touches. Her body belonged to Zevon and Arcon. She had misbehaved, so it was their right to treat her harshly.
Apparently feeling left out, Arcon moved up behind her. His large hands cupped her bottom cheeks and squeezed, reigniting the sting and deepening the throbbing heat. She cried out, shaking in her bonds as her mates continued to torment her. They combined gentle caresses with punishing squeezes or harsh slaps until her body didn’t know what to expect. Her skin felt tight and hot, her core aching and empty.
Zevon eased his fingers between her thighs, pressing on her clit. “Open your legs, pet.”
Thinking he meant to caress her pussy and bring her to release, she eagerly made room for his hand. He squeezed her once, then moved his hand and slipped the handle of the flogger between her thighs. She tensed, expecting him to shove the phallus into her core.
“You do not have permission to come,” he warned then activated vibration.
Kendra whined as sensations pulsed through her entire abdomen. He teased her folds, traced her slit, and circled her clit. The emptiness inside her intensified until she cried out in misery. He took her right to the edge of orgasm over and over, but never let her come. She was sobbing and shaking by the time he removed the flogger. She released a thankful breath, but her relief was premature.
Flipping the whip around, Zevon brought the strands up between her thighs and Kendra screamed. The sting was hot and electric, but the responding ache was even worse. Her core clenched so hard it dragged another cry from her throat.
“I know how badly you want to come, so surrender to my flogger.” He swung again. The sting was intense but not nearly as painful as the first swat had been. “Submit to your master.” The next swat was slightly harder. “Find pleasure in the pain.”
She sank into the sensations, letting the fire wash over her in waves. Another swat made her clit twitch and a strange, floaty sensation overtook her mind.
Someone parted her bottom cheeks and rubbed lube over and around her puckered hole.
“Submit to your mates,” Arcon urged as he pushed a dildo into her bottom. “Come for us. Do it now.”
Zevon spanked her again and a staggering orgasm ripped through Kendra. She screamed as the pleasure spiked over into pain and then swung back into dizzying pleasure.
The flogger handle was pushed into her core as Zevon wrapped his hand around her throat. His mouth claimed hers and then he was fucking her wet pussy with the flogger. Arcon thrust the dildo deep, then began to vigorously fuck her ass. Kendra cried out and then moaned into Zevon’s mouth as both her holes were brutally filled.
Hard and fast her mates fucked her trembling body. They took, claimed, and used her because it was their right to do so. Zevon kissed her, nearly frantic with desire. He drove the flogger handle deep into her pussy while Arcon possessed her bottom with the dildo.
Soon, mate, this will be our cocks, Zevon warned in her mind as his tongue slid in and out of her mouth.
Overwhelmed by the thought of being utterly possessed, Kendra came in fast, hard spasms. Her hands clenched and her legs trembled as they continued to fuck her through the pleasure.
Arcon withdrew the dildo and then Zevon removed the flogger. Kendra sagged in her bonds, her entire body feeling weak and weightless. The wrist cuffs released and Zevon pulled her against him as her knees buckled. Her stinging breasts connected with his chest and she yelped. Then he swept her up in his arms and sat down on the bed. Zevon held her cradled against his chest as she recovered from the discipline.
After ducking into the bathroom to dispose of the dildo, Arcon sat down beside them.
“Do you understand why we had to be so harsh with you?” Zevon asked as he brushed the hair back from her face.
“I lost control and harmed another conduit.” It felt so nice to be held that she didn’t want to talk about it.
“That’s true,” Zevon agreed, “but it’s not the most important part.”
It was obvious that he was getting at something, but her mind was still too muddled to figure it out. “I’m not sure what you want me to say.”
“You’re a trained soldier now.” Arcon ran his hand down the length of her hair as he explained. “The skills you’ve developed can be dangerous. You’re now capable of seriously harming other people.”
“Isn’t that true of every person on this outpost?”
Arcon shook his head. “You have been unusually proficient. All of the trainers agree. It often takes years to develop the skills you’ve mastered in a few short weeks.”
“With that sort of power comes responsibility,” Zevon reminded her.
“The responsibility not to beat the shit out of my fellow conduits?” she grumbled with a sigh. “I’ll apologize to Jessie first thing in the morning.”
“Good girl.” Zevon leaned down and kissed her mouth. His tongue teased her lips without venturing inside then he raised his head and concluded. “Your punishment for hurting Jessie is over, but you also disrespected me and the trainers by not trusting us to deal with Jessie’s misbehavior.”
She swallowed past a sudden tightness in her throat. “And what’s the consequence for that?”
“Submission,” he said simply. “I require a show of submission to reestablish your proper place.”
“Yes, Master.” She managed to form a shaky smile. “I will gladly submit to you and Arcon.”
Arcon stood up and undressed. His gaze locked with hers and he took his time as he revealed his muscular body. Zevon often fucked her fully dressed, but Arcon generally got naked first. He liked the sensation of skin on skin as he moved inside her willing body.
He stroked his cock as he stared into her eyes. “I want your mouth, red. I want those soft lips sliding up and down my hardened length.”
Zevon set her on her feet and stood up so Arcon could sit down.
Arcon lowered himself onto the foot of the bed as he continued to stroke his cock.
Zevon gathered her hands to the small of her back and then turned her to face Arcon. “Bend from the waist and use that sassy mouth to pleasure your source,” Zevon directed, still holding her arms behind her.
Kendra quickly licked her lips then bent down and wet Arcon’s tip with her tongue. He tasted of pre-cum and his skin was slick and warm. She wished her arms were free so she could touch his amazing body, but Zevon’s need to control her was particularly strong today. When Arcon’s entire length was wet, she slowly sucked him into her mouth.
He moaned low in his throat and let his head drop back. After a few rotations, Arcon tangled his fingers in her hair and slowed her rhythmic bobbing. “Take your time, red,” he coaxed. “I love the feel of your mouth on me.”
“You do not have permission to come,” Zevon warned. “This is about our pleasure. If you’re a very, very good girl, we might let you come later.”
Yes, Master. Unable to speak with Arcon in her mouth, she pushed the response into Zevon’s mind.
She slid her lips up and down on Arcon as Zevon positioned himself against her pussy. She braced for a forceful thrust, as that was Zevon’s typical entry. Instead, he drove in slowly, filling her by degrees. Her core fluttered around him and her clit twitched.
“If you’d reported Jessie’s attack instead of retaliating,” Zevon continued his slow, teasing pace as he pulled nearly out. “I would fuck you slow and easy so I could caress and arouse you, make you come over and over again. But that’s not what you did. Was it?”
No, Master. And I’m truly sorry.
He drew all the way out, leaving her empty and wanting.
“Then show me.” He released her wrists. “Reach back and pull your cheeks apart. Offer me your tight little ass. Arcon has enjoyed you there, but you’ve yet to take my cock.”
She squeezed her eyes shut. Zevon’s cock was unusually thick. It had been painful enough when Arcon took her there. With Zevon it would doubtlessly be worse. And he wanted her to do it willingly, to offer her ass to him.
“Your punishment is over,” Zevon stressed. “This is your choice.”
She wanted to please him, to prove that she’d learned her lesson. She should have trusted him to deal with Jessie. Instead, she gave in to her temper and hurt another conduit. Besides, she had learned to find pleasure in pain, and Zevon obviously needed her complete surrender. Hands trembling, she reached back and drew her cheeks apart. The motion reignited the sting in her cheeks and made her pussy flutter.
“Good girl,” Arcon praised as he slid in and out of her mouth.
Zevon paused long enough to lubricate her tightest opening and then his cock was firmly pressed against her. His large, warm hands grasped her waist as he steadily drove into her bottom.
Kendra moaned around Arcon’s cock. Her ass stretched, burning for a moment, then adjusting to the invading thickness. The sting gradually subsided, but she still felt overwhelmingly full. How in God’s name would she ever take them both at the same time?
Dark, possessive emotions flowed into her mind. She gasped, then shuddered. Zevon had just lowered his mental shields. She tilted her hips, thanking him with a better angle for his penetration. He drew nearly out, then filled her again. Emotion mixed with the physical sensations, making both more satisfying.
“Eyes on me, red,” Arcon ordered as he tilted her head back.
She forced her lids up and met his smoldering gaze. His emotions rolled across the link a millisecond later, soothing and warming her. He pushed deeper into her mouth, his expression fierce and hungry. She knew what he wanted, what he would demand, so she willingly offered it to him. Drawing air in through her nose, she relaxed her throat and let his cock slide deeper. Her vision blurred as he momentarily cut off her airflow, but he pulled back just as quickly, allowing her breath again.
“I love you, mate,” he whispered, their gazes locked. “I think I’ve always loved you.”
Tears escaped the corners of her eyes, but it wasn’t the steady slide of his cock down her throat. She was overwhelmed by their emotions, so raw and distinct within her mind.
“You mean more to me than I ever thought possible,” Zevon told her as he carefully possessed her bottom. “You are the perfect mate, exactly what we both need to be happy—forever. We are so grateful that we found you.”
Tears streamed down her cheeks as they moved in and out of her willing body. Zevon eased her hands away from her bottom cheeks and guided them to Arcon’s thighs. Then he ran his hands up and down her sides, pausing to lightly squeeze her breasts as they rocked beneath her.
I think I lov—
“Don’t say it until you’re sure,” Zevon interrupted. “A soul bond is forever. We can wait until you’re certain. Just open your mind. Offer us your emotions as you’ve offered your amazing body.”
And so she did. She shared her emotions without hesitation, opening herself completely. They moved faster, plunging deeper. Urgency built, swirling around them like a gathering thunderstorm. Zevon grasped her hips as he rocked forcefully into her bottom. Arcon took her just as demandingly, his balls slapping against her chin at the apex of each long stroke.
She locked her elbows and let them possess her body as their emotions sustained and aroused her. They needed her, desired her with a consuming hunger. It was humbling and confusing that their feelings could be this deep after such a short courtship. Over and over both males bottomed out inside her body. Their pleasure was intoxicating and her own need began to escalate.
Zevon slipped one of his hands between her thighs. He found her clit with his fingertips and rubbed in a tight circle. She rotated her hips, trying to increase the friction.
He slapped her pussy. “Stand still and take my cock. You’ll only come if I want to give you pleasure.”
Yes, Master. I’m sorry.
Pulling his cock all the way out, Zevon paused and waited for her body to contract before he thrust his entire length back inside her.
Kendra whimpered. The intensity hovered on the razor’s edge of pain, so of course he did it again. And again.
“Submission,” Zevon growled out. “This is what it feels like when your tight little ass submits to your master’s cock.”
He stayed inside her with the next thrust and went back to fucking her fast and hard. Her breasts jiggled and swayed as his long fingers rubbed her clit.
“I’m not going to last much longer,” Arcon warned.
Zevon slapped her pussy, rubbed her clit, then slapped her again. “Come, pet. Come right now.”
His fingers returned to her clit so the order was easy to obey. Pleasure detonated with the sudden force of a bomb and she screamed around Arcon. Zevon drove his entire length into her and she felt his hot seed jet out. Arcon shuddered violently as he drew back into her mouth. His seed coated her tongue, his taste intoxicating. She swallowed and sucked, greedy for every drop of his essence.
As the physical intensity faded, Kendra became more aware of their emotions. Love. They’d both claimed to love her in their own way, but now she could sense how much they meant it. Affection, possessive need, and fierce protectiveness melded into an emotion so sweet and humbling that it made Kendra cry all over again.
Arcon pulled out of her mouth and kissed her lightly on the lips. Zevon seemed reluctant to part, but he carefully separated their bodies. Arcon eased her onto his lap and Zevon draped her legs over his thighs as he joined them on the bed. They just held and caressed her for a few moments. Kendra’s bottom was still tender from the flogger and all the penetration. Arcon’s taste lingered in her mouth, but she wasn’t in a hurry to change any of it.
Her mates loved her, and she was well on her way to falling in love with them. Their need for her might be harsh and painful at times, but she had never felt more content. She started to tell them that she loved them too, but Zevon’s words echoed back to her. She hesitated.
Don’t say it until you’re sure. A soul bond is forever. We can wait until you’re certain.
They had more than proved that she could trust them with her body. Now she needed to decide if she could trust them with her heart.