Page 60 of The Dom with a Safeword

“Her last boyfriend was awful. But you’re good, so far.” The smugness in Sabrina’s voice made him wonder where she was going.

“I’m okay, so far? Be careful, Brat Two.” He pinched her ass and smiled as she jerked.

“Ow! You be careful. Both of you were so slow coming to rescue me I think I should take away your Dom cards.” Then she lifted the camera and turned it on.

“What are you doing?”

“Checking my photos.”

“No. Put that on the side table. I’m going to turn off the light.”

Sabrina whined and looked up at him while doing little squirms in place and tapping the screen with her thumb. “I can’t wait! I can’t! I have to know. Oh my god! Look! Isn’t that a ghost?” She shoved the bright screen up at him.

“It’s too blurry.” The woman was like a squirrel on crack. He frowned. Another sub he’d had needed punishment or she regularly chewed her fingernails to the quick and worried herself into a frazzled mess.

“Then your laptop! We can zoom in. I can clean it up with a sharpening filter.” She tried to sit up. “I’ll never sleep like this. I need to know. You’re being mean.”

Q snorted. “Asking for trouble.”

He held Sabrina tighter, stared as she kept trying to wriggle away.

“I said, no.” He looked at Q as she lifted her head. “Q? Wanna help me?”

“Sure.”

He sat up, rolled over to Sabrina’s other side then grabbed her and flipped her onto her stomach. Though she wriggled, he and Q pinned her there with her hands at the small of her back. Her shriek of delight was cut short when he whipped her panties down below her butt.

“Oh, that looks good.” Q grinned and slapped Sabrina’s ass once.

Sabrina yelped. “Noooo. I’ll wait! I’ll wait till morning. I’ll be good!”

“Promise?” He placed the camera on the side table then raised his hand, palm ready to connect. The pink from Q’s slap already showed and he admired the mark.

Sabrina turned her head and looked up at him with big eyes.

“I promise! Just no hitting!” Her voice dropped and she muttered, “Mean fuckers.”

At that Q chuckled so hard she almost choked. “Mean fuckers?”

“That is not the right form of address. You need to calm down. We take turns, Q. Seven each?”

She nodded.

Despite her squeals and squirming they managed to deliver the fourteen spanks. He noted to his satisfaction, that Q toned down the force when Sabrina quieted. The last few were delivered to a very submissive Sabrina. Curious, he put his hand to her slit and gently slid a finger along. She was very wet. Her ass arched upward and she wiggled.

“Well. I can see spanking like that isn’t much punishment for you. Next time I may try a crop.”

Sabrina whined.

“Shh.” He pulled her panties back up. “Now, everyone back to sleep. It’s damn late.”

“But…” Sabrina whispered.

Q glanced down, smiled. “But what?”

Again Sabrina wriggled her ass and peeked at him. “You can’t leave me like this. Now I’m horny.” She pouted.

“And you’ll stay that way until morning, at least. Maybe then, if you beg, I might relent.”