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  Llianna

  Luca seizes me and throws me over his shoulder. My face is pressed against his back and I giggle as I grab hold of the fabric of his tunic then shriek when he strides toward the door.

  “Where are we going? Put me down.”

  He swats my upturned bottom. “Back to bed. You can thank us after.”

  “I am able to walk.” And if he were to set me back on my feet I daresay I would manage a brisk trot in the direction of my cabin.

  “Me too. Now be quiet and enjoy the ride.”

  “But—”

  Luca pauses to shove the hem of my shirt up to my waist, now baring my backside. He turns around to face Sylvan, presenting him with what I assume to be a perfect eye-level view of my buttocks, without doubt still bearing the marks of the spanking they gave me earlier.

  “Sylvan, our guest seems to think I’m not serious when I tell her to be quiet. Would you be so kind as to impress upon her the importance of obedience?”

  I crane my neck and see Sylvan grin. The smile never leaves his face as he reaches for a large, flat cooking implement, one of several hanging on the wall in the galley. As I watch, my mouth dry suddenly, he swipes it through the air. The whistling sound sends curls of desire mingled with panic surging through my stomach, and I start to plead…

  “No, you cannot. Please…”

  “Hang on tight, honey, and try not to screech in my ear.” Luca tightens his grip around my knees and uses his free hand to caress my vulnerable backside. “Three strokes, I think. Make them fast and hard, then bring that thing with us in case we have need of it again.”

  I am speechless, not that words would help me. Do I require assistance in any case? I clamp my lips together as my stomach churns with a heady mix of apprehension and excitement. My fingers curl to form fists and I watch warily as Sylvan approaches. My pussy spasms and I close my eyes, my acceptance clear. They will not harm me, and I do want this. I want them.

  Even so, I jerk helplessly when Sylvan delivers the first stroke. It lands in the centre of my right cheek and I know the imprint of the cooking implement will be there, proudly displayed for their pleasure. I squeal and clench, my bottom quivering as I wait for the next one.

  “She seems very tense. Perhaps you should stroke her clit to help calm her,” Sylvan suggests.

  Luca takes no persuading. He sets me down on my feet again beside the table and tilts his head, an indication that I should bend over it. “That’s an excellent idea. Part your thighs, Llianna.”

  I groan, my desire and arousal mounting. Perhaps it is the pain that creates this helpless, irresistible need, or perhaps the anticipation of what is to come, but whatever, I do as I am told. I turn my head and see that Sylvan’s green eyes are warm as he peruses my exposed pussy, which is already wet.

  “Ah, so sweet. Her clit’s swollen up, all plump and ready for you.” Sylvan flicks his fingertip across the top of my exposed bud, then splays his fingers on either side to pull back the hood fully. Luca slides his hand between my legs to caress my damp slit, then he inserts two fingers into my entrance.

  I cannot help the low moan that signals my contentment. I reach out in front of me and tighten my grip on the far edge of the table.

  My tormentor takes his time. He finger-fucks me slowly, then withdraws his digits to circle my throbbing clit as Sylvan continues to spread my labia to present it to him.

  “I do believe this is working. Her bottom is soft again. Such a sexy, curvy little arse, so fucking spankable.”

  “We mustn’t disappoint her then, or keep her waiting. Time for another spank, probably.”

  I crack open my eyes and watch, holding my breath as Sylvan lines up his next stroke. He looks across, appears to catch Luca’s eye, then he swings the kitchen implement again. This time he hits my other cheek and pain explodes across my skin. The loud crack reverberates around the galley and I let out a high-pitched scream. This was a harder stroke and really hurt, and I know the next will be even harder. I should be begging for mercy, pleading with them to stop, to just fuck me, but I don’t. I want more, I need that final stroke. I am hovering, almost at the point of orgasm, ready to dissolve in ecstasy the moment either of these strange, wonderful males drives his cock into me.

  I am squirming against the table top, but my wriggling is ineffectual. Sylvan raises his hand to deliver the last of the three strokes.

  “Please, not so hard…”

  My begging is far from convincing. It does hurt, and Sylvan knows that, as does Luca. It is exactly as they intend. But they also know I am loving it.

  I look back over my shoulder and meet Sylvan’s eyes. He smiles at me, and lays a finger across his lips, signalling me to silence. I manage to summon the calm needed to settle, my short, breathy panting the only sound now as I wait for the final stroke. My thighs are still parted, my pussy exposed. He could hit me there if he chose to, but I believe he will not. I hope… but I do nothing to prevent it. I accept whatever he chooses to give me.

  Sylvan’s final swing is hard, as I expected, and I jerk violently as the spank lands on my tender backside. I manage not to scream, but cannot hold in my small sobs. My entire body is tingling, my pussy convulsing wildly. The stroke landed close, so close, the ripples of agony leave me quivering, aching for more. Luca peels me from the table top to cradle me in his arms. He buries his face in my hair and hugs me as I link my arms behind his neck.

  “Come on, baby, I think you’ve earned your next fuck,” he croons, as I whimper my desperate pleas against his shirt.

  I nod, my gratitude almost pathetic. I want him so much. Both of them. I hang on to Luca and reach for Sylvan to grasp his hand. He squeezes my fingers, then lifts my hand to kiss the tip of each digit.

  “Come on. It’s time.” Sylvan opens the door to the companionway and Luca carries me through.

  Moments later Sylvan leads the way into my cabin and Luca at last sets me on my feet. My legs feel like jelly but he holds me until I steady. I manage a shaky smile for him, and start toward the bed.

  “Wait.”

  I halt and turn my head toward the stern voice. What does he mean to do to me now?

  Sylvan is lounging in a chair, his legs outstretched before him. He lifts his right hand, the one that so recently wielded that spatula with such devastating effect, and crooks his index finger at me. It is a gesture I find unfamiliar, but I understand him well enough. I approach to stand before him.

  “On your knees, Llianna.” His tone has softened, but only slightly. I look across at Luca, now seated on the edge of the bed but there is no help there. He just shrugs and leans back on his elbows to watch whatever Sylvan has in mind. I lower myself to my knees.

  “Good girl. Now you can unfasten my pants. I want to feel your pretty mouth around my cock.”

  What? I gape at him, bewildered. No Fyorlian male would ever permit such a thing, let alone request it. I am frozen in place, can only stare at the bulge beneath Sylvan’s pants. Surely he does not mean me to…

  “Llianna, I really don’t want to have to ask you twice.” That subtle hardening of the voice, that upraised eyebrow… this is no request.

  “But, I have never…”

  “This is a day full of firsts for you, then. Don’t worry, if you need instructing I’ll tell you what to do. Your task here is to obey, so I suggest you get on with it.” He leans forward a fraction. “Unless you prefer to present your delightful bottom to me again? We both know how much you like being spanked, Llianna, but it won’t always be so much fun, especially if you need to learn a lesson from it.”

  My pussy convulses again, the powerful clenching almost painful now as my empty core yearns to be filled. Despite my growing lust and eagerness to be satisfied I find Sylvan’s demands intriguing too. His cock shocked me when first I saw it, but I am curious now, eager to explore. Perhaps…

  “Do as he says, but first, you can lose the shirt.” This from Luca, still positioned behind me.

  I regard him ov
er my shoulder, then obey.

  “So pretty,” he observes as he rakes my nude body with his eyes. “Don’t you agree, Sylvan?”

  “Without a doubt.” Sylvan reaches to trace the line of my phase marking as it snakes across my shoulder. “If anything, I think this colour is deeper still. Could that be, Llianna? Does the colour become darker the more you’re aroused?”

  I nod, mortified out of ingrained habit yet oddly exhilarated too. What might have been cause for shame and embarrassment among Fyorlians is very different when facing human males. Sylvan’s lip quirks in a small smile as he cups my chin.

  “Truly lovely, but you’re wasting time, Llianna. Is anything not clear in my instructions?”

  “No, sir. I am to take your cock in my mouth…”

  He narrows his eyes and inclines his head. “So…?”

  I reach for the fastening on the front of his trousers and manage to part the fabric. At once his massive cock springs free, already fully erect and pointing straight up. I meet Sylvan’s eyes, then wrap my hand around the thick shaft. Can I angle it toward my mouth? Will I hurt him? I draw my hand up the length and back down to the base as I consider how best to proceed.

  “That’s nice, Llianna, but not what I asked you to do.”

  “I am sorry, sir. I just—”

  Luca’s hands are at my waist. He lifts me up so I am upright on my knees and Sylvan’s cock is at my eye level. Luca leans in to murmur in my ear. “He won’t break, honey, and he won’t bite you, though I daresay you’ll live to regret it if you inadvertently sink your teeth into him. Lean forward, lick it first.”

  Sylvan leans back in his seat, seemingly content to let Luca take over my education. I tighten my grip on the shaft and pull on it to angle the wide, flaring head toward my mouth. The slit at the end widens slightly and drops of clear fluid appear there.

  “Go on, have a taste. You know you want to.” Luca’s tone is soft and seductive, and he’s absolutely correct. I do want to sample this heady liquid, enjoy the tang of it on my tongue.

  I shuffle forward, close enough to inhale the musky aroma, then I poke out my tongue and run the tip around the head of Sylvan’s cock.

  He lets out a low oath, and I raise my eyes, worried I may be hurting him though I am doing my best to be gentle.

  Luca chuckles in my ear. “You like?”

  “Yes,” I whisper. “I like.”

  “Again,” urges my mentor. “Lick the juice away. All of it.”

  I move in closer still, my arms resting on Sylvan’s thighs as I lean over his cock and lap at the trickling fluid. I trail my tongue under the ridge that separates the shaft and the head and he jerks in my hands. I startle, but Luca’s hand on my shoulder steadies me.

  “That’s good. He likes it. Do that again.”

  Encouraged, I do as instructed. Sylvan’s mouth opens a little, his breath now rasping. He reaches for me and tangles his large fingers in my hair though he does not force my face down onto his cock. I know what he wants, though.

  “Go on, it’s okay. Take as much as you can in your mouth.”

  Luca’s quiet encouragement is all I need. I part my lips to suck on the very tip of Sylvan’s slick cockhead, then I widen my jaw and take the entire head into my mouth.

  I expect to gag, but I don’t. My mouth is filled, but I can manage. I press forward, take a little more, then I turn my head so the crown of his cock slides into the inner pocket of my cheek. I recall Luca’s warning and take care to keep my teeth away from the smooth, slick flesh as I hollow my cheeks to create suction.

  “Ah, holy fuck…”

  Sylvan’s words come out as more of a growl than anything else, but I gather he approves of my efforts. Luca pats my shoulder, urging me on.

  I bob forward and back, maintaining the suction, then swirl my tongue around the head. I pump my hand up and down on the lower part of the shaft, tightening my grip as Sylvan starts to thrust. His movements are slow at first, gentle, but he becomes more demanding as I continue to tease and play. His fingers twist in my hair to hold my head still, and he takes over.

  “It’s okay, relax and breathe through your nose. He won’t force you to take more than you feel comfortable with. Just let this happen.”

  My apprehension evaporates at Luca’s words. He knows, they both know, and they will take care of me even if they do seem intent on pushing me right to my limits. I close my eyes and allow Sylvan to ease more of his shaft into my mouth. Only when I really can’t take any more do I pat his thigh hard.

  Sylvan stops moving, his fingers stroking my scalp as I inhale slowly through my nose. We remain like that for a few moments, then it is Luca’s voice I hear.

  “Spread your knees wide, Llianna. Show me your pussy.”

  Oh. Surely he cannot mean to… Not now, not while I’m…

  “Llianna, now.”

  It seems he does. I shift my knees apart, first one side, then the other, gloriously abandoned now as I surrender totally to their wishes. Would it be possible to have one cock in my mouth and the other in my pussy? How would that feel? Might I be about to find out?

  I wait, expectant, and forget to work on the engorged cock between my aching jaws.

  “Are you distracted, Llianna?” Sylvan sounds vaguely amused. “Do I need to find some way of keeping your attention, perhaps?”

  I would apologise but can only manage a muffled hum. Instead I settle for redoubling my efforts, my head bobbing up and down now as I work his cock as hard as can.

  The cool squirt of liquid landing in the crevice between my buttocks makes me squeal despite the intrusion in my mouth.

  “Ignore that. Don’t fucking stop,” growls Sylvan.

  My head is whirling. What is happening? Every instinct screams at me to turn my head, to see what Luca is doing, what he plans to do next, but I do not dare to defy Sylvan.

  Luca’s hands are on my smarting buttocks now and he parts them gently. He is looking at me, he must be. His eyes are on my most private place and I really ought to care more than I do. What is happening to me?

  I flinch as a fingertip presses on my rear hole.

  “It’s okay, I won’t hurt you. Relax, Llianna, let me in.”

  In where? There? Surely not there…

  Yes, there.

  He presses harder, and the tight rosette of muscle just surrenders. My rear hole opens to allow his finger to slip inside, aided by the slick lubricant he is working into me. I groan around Sylvan’s cock but I do not resist.

  Sylvan is again stroking my scalp, his fingers combing through my tangled hair. Now he is the one to soothe and encourage me as Luca works more of his finger into my anus.

  “That’s good, Llianna. So good, so responsive. Suck on my cock and let Luca have your arse.”

  My pussy spasms and his dirty words seem to ignite fresh tingling in my clit. I long for Luca to touch me there, to squeeze, to tug, to make me come. He need do no more than breathe on me and it would be enough…

  Instead he pulls his finger from my unresisting arse, only to re-enter with two digits this time. It’s tight, the sensation peculiar, strange yet familiar but it feels so good. The very wickedness of the act excites me, the forbidden nature of this play is so captivating, so enticing. I lift my hips, silently pleading for more.

  “I think she likes this. Am I right, Llianna?”

  I manage a nod of sorts, beyond embarrassment now. I am a mass of surging, swirling sensation, ready to beg for whatever they might have to offer me. Strange things, unbelievable things, wondrously dirty, sinful things. I want it, all of it, and above all else I need someone to touch my clit. To press it, stroke it, rub it, slap it.

  Please, please…

  I cannot articulate the words. Desperation starts to cloud my head. Soon, it must be soon, I cannot wait.

  Luca pulls his fingers out and I am empty, aching, hopelessly bereft. The feeling of loss is short-lived as he splays my rear entrance open again. I bear down, expecting his fingers again, t
he warmth of his touch, but instead I feel the cool chill of metal.

  I whimper, but Sylvan is ready. “Easy, girl. This won’t hurt. Relax…”

  It amazes me how easy it is to accept, to believe. I remain in place, my body tense but unresisting as Luca presses something cold and hard into the heat of my body. My entrance stretches as the intruding implement widens, and it hurts as Luca continues to ease it inside me. I gasp, but the moment is quickly over and my entrance closes to grip firmly around the neck of this strange item now embedded in my arse.

  Luca pats my bottom, the gesture affectionate. “The plug’s in, and she accepted it beautifully.”

  “How big?” Sylvan enquires.

  “Small, but she’ll learn to adjust.”

  Sylvan chuckles. “I know. So, would you like to come, now, Llianna?”

  I am beyond forming any coherent response and can only groan my need, which elicits another low chuckle.

  “I know the feeling. You got distracted again.”

  I resume sucking on Sylvan’s cock, intensely conscious of the fullness in my arse. A plug? Learn to adjust? So much I want to ask, so much to learn, but for now all I want is…

  I jerk hard as the plug inside me bursts into life. The vibrations pulse through me, deep within my body. The orgasm banked low down in my core surges forward, the sensation heightened as Luca thrums his fingers across my clit. Helpless, I hurtle past the point of no return. My body is shuddering, every nerve ending throbbing. I curl my tongue around Sylvan’s cock and cling to him as my mouth goes slack. Luca said something about not biting, I mustn’t…

  The fingers in my hair tighten, but in support rather than to urge me on. I am grounded, safe, and hopelessly vulnerable.

  The orgasm seems to last for ever, the vibrations sending wave after wave of mindless pleasure to every extremity. Fingers on my clit, in my hair, in my pussy to find the sweet spot there too. My knees give way and I would collapse onto Sylvan’s lap but someone holds me up, taking my weight when I can no longer do so myself. Luca?

  Long, wonderful moments pass and the sensations recede, my tumbled thoughts start to level out, I become aware of myself, my surroundings. The vibrations are still there, teasing my inner space but less intense now. I collect my thoughts, remember that there is something I need to do, a task I was set…