Their Virgin Mistress (Masters of Ménage #7)(119)

Such a brat. "I wanted to talk because we went through something terrible."

"And I wanted to pick up where we left off. Before Crazy Pants barged into your bedroom, I was supposed to kneel and wait for you. That's what I'm doing." She frowned. "If you really want to talk, I can get dressed."

Like that was going to happen. He might never allow her to wear clothes again. "So you decided to get your way, did you?"

"When you think about it, isn't this a good form of communication for all of us, Master?"

What was going to be so good for him was slapping her ass. "You know I owe you some discipline."

There was no way to miss the way her eyes dilated. "I know."

"Then stand up." He held out his hand.

She placed hers in his and stood with a sweet awkwardness. He was sure in a few months she'd be pure grace in motion, but he actually like the way she clung to his hand. He looked her over, brushed the hair back so her breasts were on full display.



       
         
       
        

"Damn but you're beautiful, Tori." Oliver was already stepping out of his slacks.

Rory moved beside Callum. "You are, love. I told you she wouldn't run."

"I'm not running." A hint of a smile drew her lips up. "I was scared and I'll always be scared when you're in danger, but I love you and that's worth the risk."

"I hope it's worth what's about to happen." His cock jumped. He had an awesome plan.

"I'm sure it will be, Master."

"Good, then lean forward. I want you to grab your ankles."

She bent over, leaving her backside in the air. He walked around her to inspect. So fucking beautiful. Her ass formed a gorgeous heart shape. He dragged his hand over the twin globes. Her skin was perfect porcelain and so soft he could barely stand it. She gripped her ankles and the position put more than her backside on display. Her pussy was right there for his pleasure, too. He let his fingers trace down the seam of her ass and to the edge of her already aroused flesh.

"Have you been thinking about us?"

"Yes, Master," came the breathless reply.

"What did you think about?" Oliver was completely naked as he moved to Callum's side. "Tell me in detail. What's got this pussy all ripe and juicy?"

"Thinking about being with all three of my husbands," Tori replied. "I've wanted it forever and you promised me it would happen. I want my men."

He wanted her, too, but he couldn't let her get away with such brattiness. He smacked her ass right down the center.

She made the sweetest little squeal.

"If we're going to take her together, don't we need to open that sweet arsehole up a bit?" Rory asked. "Should I get the plug?"

Callum held his hand to her flesh, keeping the heat against her. "Yes. I think we should fuck her with the plug before we take her. Do you want that? Do you want a big cock fucking that tiny hole?"

"Yes, Master. I want all my Masters."

"And you'll get them. Rory, we're going to need a plug and lube. Oliver, I think you should help me smack this pretty arse."

"She did put herself in danger," Oliver said.

"I didn't have much of a choice," Tori shot back. "She was waiting for me when I got to the room. After that, I did whatever I could not to get shot."

Oliver moved in. "Then why did you struggle against her? I had to order you to be still and you still fought her."

Oliver's hand reared back. He hit her with a loud smack. The sound hung in the air.

Her flesh flushed a gorgeous pink. Oliver drew his hand back, and Callum spotted a faint handprint on her backside. It was enough to make him growl and smack her himself. 

"You don't put yourself in danger," he commanded.

She gasped and shuddered. "I was trying to help."

He slapped that sweet flesh again and then again. "There is no helping when you're in danger. None. You will obey us and keep yourself safe. You're the most important thing in our world. You don't get to play around with your life."

"I think that's my line." She yelped when he spanked her this time.

Oliver gave her a good smack just above her right cheek. "There's only one you. Only one wife for us. You must take care of yourself. We were lost without you before. We would absolutely be lost without you now."

Callum spanked her on the left side. "And no topping from the bottom. Don't you think I know when you're manipulating me?"

"You didn't realize it today. Apparently you thought I was running away again." She groaned at the smack that quip earned.