Hello, Spankos! Hope your holiday is as merry and bright as your favorite heroine’s bum. Here’s some naughty menage punishment from my latest release <3
Maddox pounced. I found myself face down over his lap with my gunna around my waist. I kicked wildly. “What are you doing?”
“Showing you how you will be punished.” He smoothed a hand over my bottom and squeezed each cheek.
My struggles only resulted in him pinning my legs under one of his and securing my hands in the small of my back. My feet fluttered as he caressed my bottom and then brought his hand down, hard.
My outrage echoed through the cavern. I tried twisting and Maddox held me further.
“That’s one,” he said, and smacked me again, harder. This time it stung.
“No, that’s two.”
Ragnvald laughed. I cursed at him, and gasped when Maddox let fly a flurry of smacks that had me dancing on my belly. The sting wasn’t unbearable, but the humiliation of being pinned and punished like a naughty child was.
“I will kill you, wolf.”
Maddox responded by slapping the tops of my thighs. The pain on my sensitive flesh brought tears to my eyes, and I found it wise to say silent.
“Think she’s learned her lesson?”
“I will ask her,” Maddox said. “Will you obey us, Sabine? You may not speak, only nod.”
A fresh volley on my bare bottom had me gritting my teeth,.
“Let’s try that again. Will you obey? You do not have permission to speak.”
I jerked my head, once.
My mother warned me not to go alone to the grove. But when the moon is full, heat stirs my blood…and it calls to them.
The Berserkers came in the night and took me. I woke chained outside the monsters’ cave.
They were warriors, cursed by a witch to become ravening beasts. They tell me I’m their mate. The prophecy says I am the only one who can heal them. But can I tame the beast that haunts their mind…before it’s too late?