Lauren, for her part, was still moaning his name, still pressing against him with all her might as the waves of pleasure carried her out to sea. At last, however, she started to relax and he knew the peak had passed. Slowly he withdrew his fingers and looked up at her.
“Wow.” She smiled, the expression lighting up her whole face. “That was…amazing.”
Xairn agreed but he couldn’t let her know that. “You moved,” he growled, deciding to test the limits of her submission. “Now I’ll have to punish you.”
Her eyes went wide and then, slowly, she nodded. “Yes…punish me, Master. I…I’ve been bad. Punish me.”
Xairn’s secondary shaft throbbed with her soft pleas. Gods, if she only knew what her submission did to him, how hard it made him, how much it made him want her! Careful, he warned himself. Don’t go too far.
But he feared he was already past the point of no return.
* * * * *
Lauren gasped as he sat on the bed beside her and pulled her to him. For a split second she hoped he wanted to cuddle for a minute, but the thought had barely crossed her mind when she found herself flipped over across his knee. The submissive posture she had been placed in seemed to set her on fire and she couldn’t help writhing against his lap. She could feel the hard lump of his shaft pressing against her pelvis and she had the satisfaction of knowing that she was stimulating his cock with every move she made.
“Hold still!” Xairn gave her a stinging slap on her bare bottom which sent a bolt of pleasure/pain straight to her pussy. God, who knew getting spanked could make her so hot?
It never would have before, she told herself, trying to hold still. Not before I exchanged DNA with him. It’s too bad mine wasn’t strong enough to hold him. But in a way she was glad. She liked this new Xairn. Liked the way he demanded her submission in that deep, harsh voice. When he’d ordered her to lie still while he licked her pussy, she’d been lightheaded with desire. And now he was fulfilling the other fantasy she kept having—he was going to spank her!
But not yet apparently. Xairn was quiet and she felt his large, warm hands moving over her skin, tracing a spot on her upper right buttock. Suddenly Lauren knew what he was seeing.
“So,” he murmured at last. “This is the other mark you took.”
“It’s a tattoo,” she confessed, her breath coming short as he continued to trace the elaborate capital X she’d had inked into her skin. “I couldn’t find anyone who would brand me. They, uh, sort of thought I was crazy for even asking.”
“I’m glad you weren’t branded.” He stroked the spot gently. “I wouldn’t like to think of the pain you would endure from having my name burned into your flesh.”
“You endured it for me,” she pointed out.
“And I would do it again. But I don’t want you to do the same. This…this is enough.”
Lauren twisted her head to try and get a look at his face. “Then…you like it?”
“More than you know.” Xairn’s voice was a hoarse whisper. Then he straightened up. “But I still have to punish you. For moving when I told you not to, I’m going to give you ten slaps. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Master,” Lauren murmured. God, it gave her such a thrill to call him that! Playing the submissive was really getting her off. Despite her recent orgasm, she could already feel her pussy getting hot and swollen again, ready for his touch.
But the next time he touched her, it wasn’t to stroke her pussy. Instead, she received another hard, stinging slap to the buttocks. “One,” Xairn said in a low voice as she moaned and writhed in his lap. “Hold still, Lauren,” he continued. “Don’t make me add to your punishment.”
Lauren stilled in his lap at once, though her natural impulse was to try and get free. “Yes, Master,” she whispered again.
“Very good.” He delivered another stinging slap. “Two,” he continued as she bit her lip and tried not to cry out.
He went on and on and as each blow fell, Lauren felt herself getting wetter and wetter. She could scarcely believe it, but it seemed that the sexual punishment she was receiving was making her as hot or hotter than the sexual pleasure he had given her earlier. From the feel of his rock-hard cock throbbing against her, it was turning Xairn on as well.
At last he reached ten, and Lauren started to slide off his lap. “Wait.” He held her in place with one arm wrapped around her waist. “Spread your legs,” he commanded.
Lauren did as she was told at once and gasped when she felt his warm fingers exploring the wet folds of her pussy.