Bunny and the Beast(Divine Creek Ranch 22)(69)

Jillian didn’t look thrilled about that prospect, but to her credit, she didn’t hesitate, probably realizing she was getting off lightly, or hoping she was. Hector’s arms were still full of Juno, and he looked in no mood to deal with Jillian.

Bunny was muttering to herself behind her lollipop, and Joseph leaned forward to listen. “I don’t want her damned old forced apology.”

“We never, ever force subs,” Joseph whispered to her, startling her. “Samson will make sure that, when she comes back, her apology is completely heartfelt.”

Bunny watched them leave and actually looked as if she felt sorry for Jillian. She leaned forward and looked up at him. He was pleased she remembered at least some of what he’d told her, and when he turned his ear to listen, she said, “Samson was smiling when he paddled me. If that was bad, how much worse will it be if he whips her? He looked mad.”

Joseph stroked her cheek. “Samson will not push her past the point she can handle. He would never abuse a woman trusted to his care. But he’ll make sure she is in the proper state of mind to cause no more trouble, and they’ll both be satisfied in the process.”

She gaped. “Will he—”

“No, Bunny. Samson doesn’t usually indulge in sex as part of his club activities, certainly not with a sub he’s only just met. Besides the fact she hasn’t earned a right to an orgasm, that would be a gross abuse of his privileges. He will use his whip on her, which is, from my understanding, exactly what she came here for. Worry less about her and more about yourself because your impudent little mouth has gotten you in trouble as well. And that tongue.”

She made a pfft sound with her lips and cheeks, and she showed him that red-tinged tongue up close and personal. Her eyes went wide as he chuckled evilly.

“Oh, fiammetta, I’ve been waiting for this moment all night. Get over my knee.”

“Sir, you told me to be myself tonight!”

“Yes, I did. And I’m being myself tonight, too. Now behave and get over my knee.”

“Ooh, you get me so hot when you use that big bad Dom voice!” she said, one hand on her jauntily cocked hip, the other hand lifting the lollipop for another sultry lick.

There she is!

He schooled his face when he saw Hector gape and pointed at his lap, inviting her onto it for her spanking.

She grinned and then turned to see that Hector had adopted a comically stern face and had already fastened a red ball gag between Juno’s lips. In her condition, Joseph was certain that was about the only domination Hector would do with Juno. She looked ready to deliver any day. Even gagged, she looked lovely, merriment making her eyes glow.

Bunny looked at her lollipop and then held it out to Hector and said, “Sir, would you hold this while my big meanie Dom spanks my heinie? I’ve been a bad girl, you see.”

Hector shook with laughter. “Of course, little rascal.”

She handed it to him. “You can have a lick. It’s cherry, but it’s got my cooties all over it.”

Hector took her big lollipop and caught Joseph’s eye. “She gets two extras for talking to me without permission. You have a sassy brat on your hands. Are you sure you wouldn’t prefer a more malleable submissive?”

“Not a chance, my friend. Now, little flame, you’re just tacking on extra licks. Are you sure you’re not a masochist? That’s at least twenty pops you’ve earned, maybe more if you keep me waiting any longer. And afterward, I’m having my dessert.”

Her eyes were alight with excitement and arousal. “Twenty? You’re so mean!”

“Twenty-one.”

She stomped her foot, and her lush breasts bobbed with the movement, and she yelped and cupped her clamp-clad nipples. “Owie!”

He shook his head. “You don’t know the first thing about ‘owie.’ little flame, but you will. Get. Over. My. Knee.”

She leaned forward and blew a raspberry. “Make. Me.”

Hector raised a hand to interrupt. “Have you ever considered tying her to the medical exam table and giving her an enema? I’ve found it works wonders for subs who are full of shit.”

She gaped at Hector, placing her hand protectively over the butt plug in her rear. Enema play wasn’t his thing, and he’d never do that to her in the club, but she didn’t need to know that, and it sure got a great reaction.

“Now I know where you get it from. He sounds just like you, Beastly!”

Juno’s eyes popped, and she began to laugh behind her gag. Hector shook a finger at her, and she stifled her laughter, and then he grinned at Joseph.

“Twenty-three, Bunny. Hector has a good point. It’s nearly time for that plug to come out.”