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“Please,” I begged, my voice shaking with unshed emotion. I was so close to tears that I was blinking them away at this point. I wailed out loud.
“Have you learned your lesson, Zazie?” Caspian pressed.
“I’ll never steal from you ever again,” I whimpered.
“Make me a promise, little mouse.”
“I promise I’ll never steal from you again,” I corrected, knowing full well I would have bargained away my first-born child just to end the spanking before I burst into tears right there over his knee.
“Good, because next time, it won’t be a spanking with my hand. It will be with the paddle I brought especially for you,” Caspian declared, and my pussy clenched hard with fearful arousal.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. I stiffened when his hand pressed against my scalded cheeks, wary of more spanking, but he breathed in deep instead.
“I’d recognize the scent of her arousal anywhere,” Murtagh murmured, and the blush that had been painting my cheeks before turned from a rosy pink to a bright cherry red, or at least that’s what I imagined it looked like, because I was blushing so hard now that it hurt my face.
“Oh, I know. I bet even if we didn’t have the lights on, I’d be able to see it glint at me. She’s exceptionally wet,” Caspian confirmed, and I moaned out loud in embarrassment.
Then he slipped a single digit in between my legs and let it settle right on top of my clit. My body froze, and my needy bundle of nerves pulsed beneath his touch. He stayed still and I tried to too, but before I knew what was happening, my hips bucked against his fingertip, and an electrifying bolt of pleasure spiked through me that was so intense it took my breath away.
“Such a needy little pussy,” Caspian said, and Murtagh chuckled.
Still, he didn’t move his hand. He just kept it there.
“I have an idea,” Caspian mused, and my stomach clenched tight with nervousness. This didn’t sound like a good idea to me, whatever it was.
“Do you now?” Murtagh grunted.
“You’re going to make yourself come on my fingers, little mouse, and you’re going to do it before we make it to my mansion outside New Orleans. If not, I’ll let Murtagh borrow my paddle, and you’ll find out what that feels like before you take both our cocks,” he warned, and my stomach very clearly fell straight down to my toes and right out of me.
“I don’t…” I began, but Caspian cut me off.
“I can feel your clit throbbing underneath my fingers, little mouse. Don’t lie to me,” he said, and just to spite me, my clit throbbed that much harder. Without meaning to, my hips rocked again.
“She makes such pretty sounds when she comes,” Murtagh added, and waves of shame barreled through me without rhyme or reason. I closed my eyes, taken back to that time in his office, and my hips bucked again, pressing my clit against the pad of Caspian’s finger and causing another surge of pleasure to take me by storm.
The drive went on and I watched the minutes tick by on the clock. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as desire radiated through me, and as much as I tried to fight it, it simply grew more and more intense until every nerve in my body was crawling with it.
My hips bucked again, and my pleasure rocketed through me.
“Pass me the paddle. It seems like she may need some motivation to do as she’s told, Murtagh,” Caspian directed, and I cried out loud. I struggled, but then the paddle was in his hand and it struck my bare backside two times in quick succession. The biting sting was far, far more intense than Caspian’s hand.
I had no doubt a spanking with that would bring me to tears.
“Caspian’s being gentle, little thief. You know that I’ll spank you much harder and much longer than that. I’d like to see those pretty little tears dripping down your cheeks,” Murtagh threatened.
“Come for us, Zazie. Come hard, and maybe we’ll just reward you with our cocks when we get home for being such a good little girl,” Caspian growled, teasing me with slow little circles over my clit.
I stilled for a moment, but not for long. Eventually, my body took over, and then my hips were writhing, and before I knew what was happening, my orgasm crashed into me with the power of a tidal wave. In seconds, my screams were echoing inside the car, and my bottom cheeks were tensing, really every muscle in my body was tightening, and then I was soaring through the exquisite bliss of orgasm far before I was ready for it.
“That’s it, little mouse. I like hearing you scream as you come for me,” Caspian demanded, and my climax soared that much higher. I ground my clit against his fingers, breathlessly losing myself in my pleasure.
“Good girl,” Murtagh growled, and my orgasm compounded on itself. The air rushed all around me, and the whole world centered on the pleasure pulsing through me.
I came really hard for a girl who had just gotten her bottom spanked bright red in the back of a car from the men who had just found and kidnapped her and were taking her God-Knows-Where for God-Knows-What.
Caspian pulled his hand away, and I hid my face in my hands after he finally released the other, too caught up in my shame to think of anything else.
“You’re ours, little mouse. You’ll realize that soon enough,” Caspian declared.
