“Hey! I don’t like this!” Hannah cried out, struggling against the bonds. Her breasts and head were pressed against the soft cushion of the chaise with her ass up in the air. She could wiggle her hips, but could not move otherwise.
She was in the perfect position to be fucked, but also to have her ass trained. One would happen now, the other later. Definitely later.
Besides her reddened ass, her pussy was open and on display. Bare, as required for all female mates, her slick folds glistened in the soft lights recessed in the ceiling. As she squirmed, the swollen petals parted.
Dare hissed at the sight of the tight entrance to her sheath, her arousal dripping from it and down her creamy thighs. Her clit was exposed, thrusting proudly outward from the little hood, eager for our touch. Her body was so responsive, so in tune to the connection we shared.
“She’s ready for us,” Dare growled. “But even with the spanking, she obviously has not yet learned to obey her mates.” He lifted his hand to gently caress Hannah’s still pink bottom.
Hannah pressed her head against the chaise. “I’m not a robot. I don’t obey orders like one. I just met you both. I… I can’t have two husbands. Please…”
We both heard the plaintive tone to her voice. Our pretty little mate was confused and scared. But disobedience on a battleship was never tolerated, from warriors under my command or from my mate. Evidently, Dare agreed.
I watched as Dare explored her wet folds with his fingers. He ran his hand along her back and hips, petting her until she calmed enough to listen to reason. Then he made our expectations clear. “You will obey us, Hannah. Without question. Or you will be punished.” He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss at the small of her back. “I am going to spank you now, Hannah. And the next time we tell you to ready your body for us, you will do so without argument.”
“What? No!”
Her protests were cut off by the sharp crack of Dare’s hand striking her ass. “Count to ten, Hannah.”
Dare intentionally struck her bottom where she was still pink from her earlier discipline. She cried out the count, her breasts swaying beneath her as Dare’s swats rocked her body back and forth on her knees.
I stood, taking it all in, growing harder with the resounding clap of each smack on her round ass. Her cries of protest turned to sobs, and finally moans as her body’s natural responses kicked in, flooding her system with liquid fire. Her pussy was wetter than it had been before Dare began spanking her, the bright red marks on her naked bottom a woman’s most primitive call to her mate.
When Dare finished, he leaned over her, whispering in her ear. “We will fuck you now, Hannah, in your mouth and in that wet little pussy.”
From my vantage point behind her I saw her pussy clench with lust at his words. She wanted us. She wanted this.
Evidently, our bride’s mind was at war with her body. “This was a mistake. You’re just going to use me.”
“We will never use you, Hannah.” Moving to kneel beside her, I stroked her sleek hair back from her face. “We’ll fuck you, but always give you your pleasure. Always.”
“But for now, we need to stretch that tight ass of yours, to get you ready for our cocks.”
She tried to shake her head. “I’ve never… I don’t want that.”
“That’s right, you’ve never had anything in that virgin ass of yours until earlier today. You won’t know if you don’t want it or not until you’ve tried it,” I added.
“We’re going to take such good care of you, Hannah,” Dare said, opening the box and taking out a bottle of the lubrication fluid. “The claiming ceremony will have me in your ass and Zane in your pussy. Only then will your collar change to match ours as we become one.”
I settled behind her and cupped her pussy in the palm of my hand. It was hot and wet and so very soft. Gently, I stroked her there, learning the feel of her, the way she liked to have her clit stroked. I explored her pussy, learned how to stroke and tease inside her wet core, learning what made her jump and cry out and whimper with need.
It didn’t take long for Hannah’s eyes to fall shut and for her to succumb to my touch. I wasn’t sure how I would survive the feel of her. My cock ached with a desperate need to fuck her, but this wasn’t about my needs, but hers.
Dare opened the bottle and put a small drop of the slick fluid onto his two fingers, then brushed them over the tight rosette of her ass.
“Oh, God!” she cried as Dare circled the lubrication against her tender skin.
“Shh, Hannah, let us make you feel good. That’s it. Relax all your muscles. You aren’t in charge. Your body belongs to us. Give over and we’ll make you come again and again.”