Chapter Eight

 

 

Zack ran his fingers along the line of his beard. They had stayed with Isabella in bed for a short while until they were sure she had fallen asleep. She had displayed the perfect behavior for a service pet, which confused him a little considering how well she had done during her pony training. Was it possible they’d found a pet that was adept at all three types of pet play? Such women were so rare that it was almost considered a myth.

He met Noah’s gaze and knew he was thinking the same thing. Tomorrow’s training would include kitten play for her and he was cautiously excited to see the results.

While Isabella was napping, the two of them busied themselves for a few hours with chores around the compound, including tending to the ponies and kittens in their enclosures. Zack made a point to stay a little longer and observe how Becky was fitting in and was pleased with the results so far.

A large pile of kittens was cuddled together, tending to each other with licks and pets. Becky caught sight of him and crawled over toward him, slinking seductively with every movement. He reached down to stroke the top of her head and she nuzzled his hand with a soft purr.

“How are you getting along with the other kittens, Becky? Everything alright?”

“Mhhhmmm, especially now that you’re here, sir,” she replied, her voice hopeful.

The way she said it unnerved him just a little, but it wasn’t enough to raise his hackles.

“I’m glad. I’m bringing in a new kitten tomorrow for training. Will you tell the others to be prepared to take another into the group, to welcome her as though she were one of their own?”

“Yes, sir. Anything you wish,” she replied with a sly grin.

“Good kitten. Make sure that they do, or else you’ll spend some serious time over my knee,” he said, his threat undeniably clear.

He studied her then, but she kept her expression remarkably smooth. She’d done well under Noah’s punishment, but Zack still felt a sense of suspicion around the woman. There was something there that he wasn’t seeing yet, and that made him both nervous and equally cautious. He’d make sure to watch Becky closely tomorrow when he brought Isabella into the kitten enclosure.

He filled their bowls with extra milk and water. He took time with each one, making sure to scratch and pet the women in their favorite spots. Noah would say he was spoiling them, but he didn’t really care. Reaching into his pocket, he broke up a dark chocolate bar and gave each one a small piece.

When he was finished, he filled the food bowls and turned down the lights, realizing it was getting rather late in the day. He said goodbye and made his way back to the house. Noah was sitting on the couch, reading a book.

“Ponies all set?” Zack asked and his brother nodded in response.

“Yeah, I saw to them. I made sure they were all fed, watered, and happy.”

“Good. Remember we have to go to the market in the next couple of days. Some buyers are interested in some of the ponies and a few of the kittens,” Zack reminded his brother.

“What if we took Isabella into town?” Noah asked, his tone both thoughtful yet cautious.

“She’s so new to pet training, brother; do you think that would be wise?” Zack responded with genuine concern.

“I think she’s naturally submissive, yes, but there’s something more hiding behind those expressive eyes of hers. I think we need to push her,” Noah replied.

“I’m wary of this plan, Noah and I’m surprised you aren’t too,” Zack chided, feeling uneasy with his brother’s change of mind.

“It’s not that I’m not afraid for her, don’t get me wrong. But I think it would be good for her to teach her high protocol and to allow her to see how some of the other pets are treated. To witness what’s expected. To push her,” Noah said.

“She’s intelligent. You can see it in her eyes. What if we tried to push her more here first? Give her a high protocol kitten day tomorrow and punish her when she doesn’t follow our command immediately? See how she responds to real serious discipline first, here in the safety of our compound?” Zack suggested instead.

Noah regarded him with a pensive expression, his eyes darkening by the second.

“If she does well, we’ll consider a trip into town sometime soon,” his brother said thoughtfully, to which Zack nodded his agreement.

“I’m going to head to bed then,” Zack said with a yawn. Wandering back to the bedroom, he took in the sight of the chocolate-haired beauty curled up in the center of his bed. He leaned against the doorframe and watched as her chest rose up and down with the slightest motion, her eyelids flickering as she dreamt, her face calm and serene like an angel.

He doubted she would be prepared for them in the morning. It was likely she’d have to be punished for multiple infractions. They’d have to stop being so lenient with her if they ever wanted to take her out in public. She had more freedom than many of their pets; that he was sure of. She would hesitate to follow orders and still showed signs of rebelliousness, although in a quiet and demure kind of way. He sighed. They would have to break her for her own good.

Zack and Noah had always been gentle trainers, only using harsh methods when necessary. They preferred to take more time with each pet and were well known for producing exceptionally trained women for sale at the market.

Curiosity about her true nature was pushing them to move faster than they usually did. If she was truly a gifted pet, she could make them rich. They’d never have to work again. The very wealthy would pay out the nose for her; that he was sure of.

But was it worth it? Did they really want to sell this beautiful woman? Could they?

He moved forward and into bed with her, pulling her warm body against his. Even in her sleep, she curled her body into him, unconsciously fitting her form perfectly against his. Struggling to quiet a low moan as she pressed her naked buttocks against his cock, he clamped his lips shut and instead focused on the aroma of her freshly washed hair as he drifted off to sleep. Later that night, he felt the shift of the mattress as Noah came to bed. The two of them curled around the beautiful woman, sharing her between them just as they liked.

The next morning, Isabella awoke to find herself encompassed by male heat. Zack was sleeping behind her and Noah laid there in front of her. She smiled softly, remembering the events of the past few days. She wasn’t quite settled in her role, but the two of them had made transitioning from Earth to this new planet Dayhari easier than she thought it would be.

It still felt a bit strange to be owned by an alien male, to know that women on their planet simply existed as pets and to submit to their every whim, but she was trying her best. She was still willfully independent and they hadn’t forced her to do anything yet that she deemed as truly immoral, only slightly shameful. She grinned internally at the wicked memories of the past few days.

Yawning, she tried to stretch a little without disturbing the men, but failed. She felt Zack’s hands on her naked body as Noah reached forward with his hands and tweaked her nipples hard, all with his eyes still shut.

Squeaking from the sudden ache, she flinched back toward Zack, who had weeded his hand into her hair. He tugged harshly and brought his lips to hers, devouring her in a sultry kiss that left her reeling.

“Go freshen up, kitten. We’re going to have fun with you today,” Noah whispered, his tone sending shivers down her spine. Zack released her hair then and she crawled out from under the covers. She walked hurriedly into the bathroom, taking care of her needs quickly, an odd feeling settling in the pit of her stomach.

She was genuinely nervous. She brushed her teeth and her hair and looked at herself in the mirror. Wild eyes stared back at her, curious, nervous, rebellious, and obedient all at the same time.

“Hurry up in there, kitten, we don’t have all day,” Zack said, his voice light yet carrying a dangerous undertone that left her thighs quivering in both desire and fear.

What was going to happen today?

When she finally convinced herself to return to the bedroom, both men were dressed and looked as though they had gotten ready much faster than she did. Biting her lip, she stared back at them for a long moment before Noah moved toward her.

Still completely naked, she shivered, his tall and shadowy presence overtaking all her senses. With a heavy, anxious swallow, she waited while he removed something from a nearby armoire. When he moved back toward her, he motioned for her to lift her leg, and threaded a black strappy pair of panties up her thighs. Pulling it into place, he was gentle, yet rough at the same time as he dressed her. Next, he laced up a leather bra up around her chest, lifting her breasts up high. For once, her nipples were covered. The panties were open in the back though, and she had little doubt that she was going to be outfitted with a tail very soon.

He took off her collar and replaced it with a much thicker one that looked as if it was lace, but upon closer inspection, she realized it was also leather. There was a large O-ring at the center of her neck. He clicked a matching leash around it and tugged her forward.

Having her sit down on the bed, he pulled soft leather boots up and over her knees. The boots had a slight heel and were all black and came up to about mid-thigh.

“On your hands and knees, kitten. Reach back and spread those naughty bottom cheeks for your owners,” Noah directed.

Opening her eyes wide in embarrassment, she shook her head. She couldn’t do such a shameful act for them, it was too much. Way too much. She didn’t know how she had done it the day before. In fact, she was appalled at herself for doing such a naughty thing.

Noah and Zack exchanged a look between them, instantly causing her stomach to feel as though it plunged down to her toes. Noah dropped his hands to his waist and grasped the buckle of his belt and her mouth went dry. She backed up a few steps until she encountered a wall as he slid the leather through the metal clasp. Slowly, he removed the belt from his waist and folded it over in two. When he snapped the belt in his hands, she jumped.

“Such a bad little kitten. Refusing to take her tail in her bottom… Bad kittens get whipped by their masters when they don’t obey,” Noah said quietly, but his voice sounded thunderous to her ears. Her bottom clenched, keenly aware that she was wearing only a pair of panties and little else.

Zack moved to the side of the bed and placed a pillow in the center. He moved quickly to her and grasped her around the waist. She had nowhere to run and tried to kick away from him, but to no avail. His massive hands surrounded her hips, pressing her small body against his shoulder. She was keenly aware of how vulnerable her bottom felt, up high in the air and she couldn’t do anything about it.

He practically tossed her face down, her hips over the pillow lifting her bottom up. Zack quickly divested her bottom of her panties, dragging them down her thighs and baring her to his view. She shivered, the chilly air caressing her naked cheeks.

Zack’s fingers glided over her backside, soft as a feather and her muscles tightened in a nervous response.

“Naughty kitten. Now you’re going to have to be punished,” Zack chastised softly and she pressed her thighs together, her body betraying her. She knew moisture was gathering between her legs, despite the fact that she was scared of what was about to happen. She turned back to see Noah move to the side of the bed and jumped as he laid the leather strap across her bottom cheeks.

“Please don’t spank me. I didn’t mean it. I’ll do what you want,” she begged and Noah shook his head.

“Bad little kittens get whipped when they misbehave. I will not tolerate anything but obedience from you, Isabella and now you will learn,” he said as he lifted the belt high into the air. Flinching, she watched the strap sail through the air and when it met the vulnerable flesh of her ass, the sound cracked throughout the room. By the time the second one hit, her shock had worn off and the line of fiery pain blazed across her cheeks with a sudden fierceness that took her breath away. She yelped at the incredible sting and was quickly overwhelmed as lash after lash struck her vulnerable nether cheeks.

Her legs kicked to try to avoid the pain and Zack grabbed her feet, holding her ankles together down on the bed.

“Keep still, kitten,” Noah whispered and her heart fluttered a little.

He paused for a long moment, admiring his handiwork and she bit her lip hard. He smiled and she shivered at the dark excitement in his eyes. Reaching forward, he lightly scraped his nails against her skin and she cried out as the sharp ends reignited the fire across her punished flesh. Arching her back, she couldn’t help but tremble a little bit as her muscles tensed with a confusing mixture of pleasure and pain.

“Please, Master Noah,” she pleaded, but she knew it was falling on deaf ears.

She keened as he moved away and brought the belt down on her bottom once again. He whipped her more harshly than before and in no time at all, she was fighting back tears from his discipline. Her own body continued to betray her, as the wetness between her thighs continued to gather. The first tears fell out of frustration and confusion, trying to understand why she could be so turned on but in so much pain at the same time.

Completely dominated by her two men, she began to sob, vowing not to refuse to obey them ever again. Still the belt fell, cutting across her entire bottom and edging down onto the sensitive flesh of her upper thighs.

It was then that something clicked within her and allowed her to relax. Her legs no longer tried to kick and Zack released her as all the tension left her body. She laid there and accepted their lash, knowing that they had control and she didn’t. Her fists relaxed and released the quilt she had been holding with white knuckles and her back arched, lifting her bottom high for his punishment.

She cried and moaned as one stroke blended into the next. Her body floated as the pain faded into a gentle soreness, the passion inside her overtaking her senses like a tidal wave. Caught up in a vortex of desire, she was lost completely and utterly by lust.

Her hips rocked forward and her clit scraped the pillow beneath her. Over and over she did this, until she was on the edge of release, the belt still whipping her bottom, or so she thought.

Gasping, she reeled in shock when a strong pair of arms lifted her up high so that she was on her knees.

“You do not have permission to come, kitten,” Zack whispered and she whined at his admonishment. Her entire body hummed with need. She’d been so close, she only needed another second and her world would have burned hot with her orgasm.

“Please. Please, let me come,” she begged.

“Spread those cheeks for us, kitten,” Noah commanded and she whimpered. The belt whipped across the lower curve of her bottom, just kissing the engorged lips of her pussy and she cried out in both total pain and desire. She rushed to reach back and grip her cheeks, spreading herself for her masters. Her entrance clenched in desperation to be filled, to be taken and conquered by her men and she moaned, awash in an intoxicating mixture of shame, lust, and agony.

“Such a naughty kitten. Now you’re going to get a punishment tail instead of one meant for daily training. We’re going to discipline this bottom inside and out for your disobedient behavior,” Zack said and her backside tensed with anxiety.

He reached forward and tapped her bottom hole with his finger a few times, almost as though he was spanking it. She groaned with embarrassment and whined when he began to spread a slippery solution on her tight, reluctant rim of muscle. He picked up a large black plug with a long flowy fur tail and showed it to her.

“Now, be a good kitten and take it with grace. Understand?” Zack demanded and she nodded, whispering a simple “yes, sir” under her breath, her sore backside reminding her to be obedient.

The plug pressed against her forbidden channel, sliding in slowly. The tip was narrow and flared out at the base. The further it pushed into her, the more it stretched her until it started to become painful. The base of the tail was wider than anything she’d ever taken into her secret entrance and the foreign stretching sensation left her reeling. She cried out, trying not to clench her muscles against its inescapable journey inside her.

Her hands still held her cheeks wide for them and her thighs quivered, her arousal building between her thighs. She had little doubt that both Noah and Zack could see just how turned on she was and she squeezed her eyes shut in shame.

The plug pressed further, stretching her wider than ever and she fought tears back at the disgraceful burning feeling.

“Please,” she begged, yet the plug still pushed on.

At last, after what seemed like ages, it popped inside her. Her bottom hole clenched around the flared base, which held it in place so that she couldn’t push it out or dislodge it in any way. Her masters had truly sent her a message that they owned her in every way and she groaned at the realization.

The plug was heavy, reminding her at every moment that they had decided that she needed punishment for not listening. The soft fur brushed against her leg and she quivered at its comforting touch. Noah scraped his nails against her sore cheeks and she moaned at the sudden intensity of both pain and pleasure as they overwhelmed all her senses.

Zack pulled her leather panties up and over her punished ass and she squealed as the material reignited her soreness even further. He pulled her tail through the opening in the back and she trembled, imagining the picture in her head of her bottom cheeks parted with a long kitty tail. Her pussy felt the caress of the chilly air, still open though the crotch-less design of the lingerie.

Noah rethreaded his belt around his waist while Zack lifted her and deposited her on the floor on her hands and knees. He knelt down and pulled a glove onto each of her hands. The pair was fingerless, protecting her palms from the floor yet leaving her fingers free. Lastly, he pulled a leather mask over her eyes. When she touched the top of the mask, she felt the pointy tips of ears. With a soft cry, she recognized he had just given her kitten ears.

“You’ll spend the day on your knees, kitten. I expect you to crawl for us,” Noah instructed expectantly. He knelt down and gripped the leash attached to her throat and urged her forward. Not wanting to experience any further punishment, she followed him willingly, grateful for the leather protecting her palms and knees from the floor. He guided her out of the bedroom at a slow pace, allowing her to get used to the idea of crawling for him. They entered the kitchen and he looped the end of the leash on a hook on the wall that she hadn’t noticed before.

Noah opened a cupboard and removed a bowl. Looking firmly back at her, he opened the fridge to retrieve a bag of food that looked a lot like a bag of cat kibble. He poured it into the bowl and put it on the floor in front of her. He also poured a bowl of milk and placed it beside the kitten food.

“What is this?” she asked hesitantly and her stomach growled loudly in protest. She couldn’t eat that, right? She shuddered, her mouth opening in shock as she stared back at him, but she didn’t dare utter a word.

“Eat. Now, kitten,” Noah demanded.

Looking back between him and the food, she bit her lip. Her bottom still ached from her belting and the plug sat heavily in her forbidden channel, reminding her of just how harsh they could be. If she disobeyed, they would punish her again, that she was sure of. She didn’t know if her poor backside could handle more of their discipline. Swallowing her pride as much as she could, she sighed and moved toward the bowl. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad? She reached forward hesitantly with her fingers and Zack knelt beside her and slapped her hands away.

“Kittens don’t use their hands to eat. You’re only allowed to use your mouth. Keep all four paws on the floor, Bella,” Zack chided her and she pressed her hands to her chest.

“With my mouth?” she whispered, unbelieving.

Noah nodded. “Drink your milk and eat your breakfast. This is the favorite food of all of our kittens, so I promise you will like it,” he added curtly.

She stared at the dish for long moment, trying to wrap her mind around the indignity and strangeness of being expected to eat like an animal. The two of them watched her, their presence overwhelmingly commanding and expectant. Noah flexed his hands and her muscles twitched with nervousness. Ultimately, she convinced herself to lean forward, edging her lips closer to the bowl.

The kitten food looked like round little chocolate malt balls, so she tried to imagine that she was just eating sweets. Curling her lips around one, she used her teeth to maneuver it onto her tongue. When she crunched down and began to chew, a powerful explosion of chocolate peanut butter flavor took over her mouth. She moaned at the decadent flavor, instantly craving more. Placing her hands down on either side of the bowl, she ate some more, distracted from her feelings about what she was being made to do by the indulgent taste.

When she finished, she was surprisingly full. Using her tongue, she licked her fingers and used them to clean her lips. Both Zack and Noah smiled down at her before scratching behind her ears.

“Good little kitten. Now drink some of your milk before we go for a nice walk to the kitten compound. You’ll get to meet some of our other pets in training today,” Zack said with a grin.

Suddenly feeling very thirsty, she leaned forward tentatively. Staring down at the white creamy liquid before her, she ventured her tongue forward and lapped at the milk. She started slowly, curling her tongue to capture as much milk as possible. She groaned at the rich taste and drank her fill, before settling back on her heels. Most of the milk was gone, with only a little bit left at the bottom of the bowl. The two of them looked at her expectantly.

“Thank you, Masters,” she said softly with a gentle smile, hoping that was what they wanted. Noah nodded curtly and Zack rose from his seat. He reached down and petted the top of her head. She sighed at his soft touch.

Zack picked up the dishes off the floor and quickly washed them in the sink. Noah took her leash off the loop on the wall and guided her out of the house and into the warm embrace of the outdoors. The sun shone down on her and she grinned at the warmness, feeling the softness of the grass under her hands.

Gazing back up at the men, her pussy clenched with unmet desire. Since she hadn’t been allowed to come, her entire body thrummed with need. Slinking forward on her hands and knees made her feel sensual and beautiful and the wetness between her thighs showed just how much she was growing to like being a kitten for them.

The leather gloves and the boots protected her delicate skin from any rocks. Although embarrassing to admit, she was rather enjoying her time as their pet. Although harsh, they had always been fair, never punishing her on their whims or abusing their power. They had even been kind and understanding, which she hadn’t expected when she first found out about being sent to Dayhari.

She had to remember to obey them though, because she was quite sure they wouldn’t hesitate a second to bare her bottom again and spank her. Her bottom clenched at the thought. Chewing her lip, she imagined being taken in hand once again. They’d lay her over their knees and bare her backside, scolding her for misbehaving like a naughty kitten. Her thighs trembled a little at the thought.

A harsh jerk of the leash jolted her forward, distracting her from her wayward thoughts. Noah’s eyes narrowed in warning and she hurried forward.

“Sorry, sir,” she muttered. Lost in her thoughts, she’d probably paused or slowed down and her stomach dropped at his dark look.

He nodded, before scolding her. “Do it again and I’ll have to spank you in front of all the other kittens.”

She shivered at the threat, even as she felt her arousal grow between her thighs. How was it possible that she was so turned on by his threats of punishment, especially considering she’d be publicly reprimanded in front of other people?

With a shaky gasp, she had to remind herself not to hold her breath. Moving one limb forward and then another, she followed Noah and Zack, trailing a short distance behind them. She felt totally exposed, the plug heavy in her bottom hole, the tail swishing between her legs and her pussy wet and bare to the open air. Her clit pulsed, reminding her once again that she hadn’t been given permission to orgasm yet. As she moved, she felt her wet folds rubbing against one another, drenched with her honey.

They reached a large building not long after, complete with tall glass windows. She saw other kittens sitting in the windows, wearing outfits similar to hers. One was sitting in a sunbeam, dragging a soft brush through her long blonde hair. Her eyes widened with a strange look when she saw the three of them and the woman paused, before resuming her grooming process. Isabella turned away when Noah opened the door, leading her into a big room complete with plush cream-colored carpet. It almost felt as though she was crawling on top of a mattress, it was so soft.

Other women emerged from doors around the room, lurking forward on their hands and knees to greet the three of them. A few of them came over to her and nuzzled their heads against her shoulder. The blonde one that Isabella had seen in the window climbed down and crawled over to the men, rubbing against their legs just like she imagined a cat would have done.

The room was covered with soft pillows and round beds large enough for a few of them to sleep in. There was a small tiled area where sets of bowls lined the walls. In one corner of the rooms was a series of ramps and landings that allowed the women to climb up and relax up above them. Isabella looked up and saw a few of them napping in the different areas of the kitten play scape. Others cuddled together lazily in the room before them.

A few soft mews met her ears.

“How are my kittens today? Everyone behaving?” Zack prodded with a grin.

One woman crawled forward, the black mask covering her eyes and nose, ears perked up high. Long red hair cascaded down her back, her pale skin glowing in the sunlight. Isabella noticed her bright green eyes, stark in color against the black of her mask.

“Hello, mama kitty. Do we need to punish any kittens today?” Noah asked the women as he knelt down to her. He petted the top of her head and she purred for him.

She nodded and glanced over at a padded bench at the center of the room. Isabella noticed that no one was lounging on it, which seemed a bit strange. She then noticed a small table next to it with a single leather paddle on it. It was then she understood.

The woman nodded and put her chin on Noah’s shoulder. She whispered something into his ear and he nodded gently.

“Thank you, mama kitty. You’ll be rewarded today, but first, I want all the kittens to welcome Isabella here,” he said, jerking his chin in her direction. Then, he turned toward her. “Kitten, lie on your back here, spread your legs good and wide,” he said, pointing to a nearby plush pink bed.

This time, she did as she was told, even though she trembled in shame as she opened her legs to reveal herself to all the women in the room. She shivered. They’d see how wet she was, how turned on she’d been by the whole ordeal.

Noah then reached down and unclipped a clasp at the top of her bra. He pulled the leather away, revealing her pert nipples to the warm air.

“Come here, kittens! Isabella here is in need of a bath. Please clean her as thoroughly as if she was one of your own,” Zack commanded. All the women lifted their heads, smiling back at her with a sultry hunger that gave her the shivers.

Four women crawled forward and grasped her ankles and wrists, holding her in place as a multitude of others joined in. She squeaked when the mama kitty, the one woman who was clearly in charge of the rest, moved in between her legs. Her red hair cascaded down her back, tickling Bella’s thighs when she leaned forward. Isabella focused on her, aware of the fact that she was very close to her entrance. Other women still continued to surround her, but mama kitty’s green eyes held her captive.

Confused, she jumped when mama kitty touched her thigh with her fingertips. Another set of hands held down her knees. The redhead between her legs was the first to move. Her head dipped low and Isabella watched with embarrassed arousal as her tongue darted forward, lapping her honey from her inner thighs.

All at once, it felt like a dozen mouths were against her skin, soft kisses and tongues trailing across her sensitive flesh. She moaned, immediately overwhelmed by sensation. Mama kitty lapped between her thighs, suckling her swollen lips and at once settling on her clit. Her tongue twirled around her hard bud and she shivered with pleasure.

Fingers and mouths gripped at her nipples and white-hot passion flowed through her veins. She knew that both Zack and Noah were watching the kittens pleasure her and a little piece of her delighted in that fact, although she was ashamed to admit it. Moaning loudly, she struggled weakly against the hands holding her down, reveling in the feeling of vulnerability and the lack of control running over her. Her nerves electrified, she keened as mama kitty suckled her clit hard.

“Oh God, please, Masters, let me come,” she begged, struggling to hold the pleasure at bay. Every nerve in her body blazed with heat and her core tightened. She felt like she was drifting to a faraway place, yet bound to their ownership. Rough male hands threaded through her hair and around her throat.

“Please,” she pleaded, her voice no louder than a whisper.

One of them gripped and pulled her hair hard, forcing her to look up. It was Zack.

“You’ll come when I say, kitten,” he demanded. Noah was kneeling beside him. His hands were surrounding her throat and he squeezed a little harder as the lust within her intensified. Panting, she quivered under their rule.

She was so close. Just one more second and she would find her release.

“Oh, God. I can’t hold back. Please,” she implored him.

“If you come without permission, pet, you will be punished,” Zack warned and she screamed out in frustration. Every fiber of her being was yearning for release. She needed it, craved it, demanded it.

Her muscles quivered with need and she began to grow desperate. The mouths, tongues, fingers, and hands all over her were relentless and she was having difficulty focusing.

“I can’t,” she pleaded.

Mama kitty’s fingers prodded at her entrance. At once, they surged forward and Isabella lost all sense of reason. Her orgasm slammed over her with enough force that her back arched cleanly off the bed. She burned hot with her lust, her muscles tensing with her passion. Mama kitty’s fingers stroked her hard and fast, twirling and turning inside her. The woman drew her orgasm out, goading her release to continue on into the next.

Her senses on overload, she keened loudly. Teeth scraped her nipples and she groaned with pleasure. When her orgasm finally began to fade, one voice rang out above all the others.

“Stop.”

It was Noah. She shivered hard, knowing that she had disobeyed him. She had come without permission. The tone of his voice chilled her to the bone.

Mama kitty drew back and withdrew her fingers from Isabella’s pussy. All the kittens retreated, leaving Isabella there alone on the bed on her back. Zack knelt next to her and she trembled as he lifted the leash off the floor. Standing to his full height, he pulled her to her hands and knees, leading her to the padded bench at the center of the room.

She fought him, her eyes distinctly aware of the leather paddle sitting on the table beside it. In no time at all, he reached the dreaded bench and sat down. Grasping for her, he quickly deposited her over his knee and bared her bottom. He tucked her tail to the side and started spanking her right away.

His smacks were harsh and took her breath away from the start. She struggled and kicked, but his palm found the mark every time. He focused heavily on the place where her bottom met her thighs and he had her muttering cries and apologies in no time at all. Panting, she yelled out her displeasure yet still he spanked her.

“You will listen, kitten. Now you’ve earned a spanking in front of all the other pets. They get to see you punished like a naughty little cat,” he chastised and she whined. She looked out and realized that an audience had gathered in front of her. Shamed, she felt the blood rise to her face as she flushed.

“Not only are you going to be paddled in front of all the kittens, but you’re going to show them what happens to naughty pussies that come without permission,” he scolded and she squirmed over his lap.

All of a sudden, the sting of his spanks intensified and she realized that he had picked up the leather paddle. Her bottom was still awfully sore from her punishment with his belt earlier that day and it didn’t take long for her to feel like a truly naughty pet over her master’s knees.

Fighting off tears was useless and before long, she was sobbing and apologizing. She begged for forgiveness, but still the paddle fell. She was given a brief respite when Zack grasped her around the waist and stood, carefully placing her on her elbows and knees on top of the bench. He positioned her thighs so that they were spread apart, her panties sliding down to her ankles.

Ashamed, but oddly aroused, she noticed he had paused. She saw Noah watching, only a few steps away from both her and Zack. She wanted to plead for his mercy, but she knew that he would fully support his brother in what was happening to her.

“Look at that naughty pussy, on display for everyone to see,” Zack said loudly and she shivered with her embarrassment. “Go ahead, kittens. Go get a closer look. That bad little clit is about to get spanked.”

Her head jolted up as the flat of his palm connected with her swollen and aroused lips, the pain overwhelming her in an instant. After a long moment, the soreness turned into a pulsing ache and Isabella wasn’t sure if it hurt anymore or if it had turned into something more pleasurable. Confused, she waited.

He spanked her pussy again and the sound that echoed was one of a wet slap and she groaned as her face flushed even hotter.

It hurt a lot, yet the burn was quickly turning into something that was a mind-altering mixture of both pleasure and pain. The feeling was a heady one and she arched her spine so that he had easier access to her.

She panted as he slapped her again and again till he paused with her swollen pussy in his palm. He circled her clit slowly and she groaned.

“Are you going to disobey me again, kitten?” he asked, leaning down so that his breath drifted against her ear. Shivering, she shook her head.

He spanked her pussy more harshly then and she quickly opened her mouth to correct her mistake.

“No, sir. I’ll listen, I promise. Please, Master Zack, I’ll be good,” she whispered, her voice laced with desire and pain. She wanted him to stop, but then again, she really didn’t. Confused, she quivered as he grasped her pussy again, pressing upon her clit and making her entire body hum and call for him.

He was slow and deliberate, putting enough pressure just to tease her but not to push her over the edge. He circled her clit as his lips pressed against her shoulder. He nipped her harshly but she was already too far gone for it to hurt.

She rode his hand, urged on by the fact that an entire room of women was watching Zack ravish her, punish her, and bring her pleasure. Noah moved closer and his rough hands ran up and down her back as her hips undulated, rocking back and forth as her moans and cries grew louder and louder. Growing more and more desperate, her thighs quivered with effort.

“Please, please, please,” she panted, nearly delirious from her lust.

Zack moved in front of her and took her chin in his hands.

“Come now, kitten,” Noah whispered and Zack pinched her clit, hard.

It was what she needed, what she craved at that very moment. Her bottom hot, her pussy warm and still stinging from Zack’s slaps, she caved in as her orgasm hit her like a rockslide.

Every muscle in her body tensed and quivered as Noah pulled her into a sultry kiss, devouring her moans and screams of pleasure. Rocking back and forth, she rode Zack’s fingers as he dragged every ounce of pleasure that he could out of her.

Zack’s hand pulled away and she whined, before a hot velvety hardness pressed at her entrance. She keened with excitement and pushed backward a little, anxious for him to take her. The bench was at the perfect height, her pussy ready to be taken by her masters.

She wasn’t kept waiting as his cock slammed into her, taking her in one quick, long stroke. Screaming out in both pain and pleasure, she could do nothing but take him. He took her hard and fast, fucking her from behind with a furious demand. Noah stood in front of her and unclasped his belt, freeing his own erection from his dark-colored pants.

They didn’t ask. They took. Pressing the head of his cock into her mouth, Noah gripped the hair at the nape of her neck and fucked her mouth as he pleased. Used from both the front and the back, she moaned around his massive girth, hurtling quickly toward another orgasm as they claimed her as theirs utterly and completely. The plug in her bottom made him feel even larger than before.

Gagging as Noah’s cock caressed the back of her throat, she did her best to catch her breath when she could. She moaned, feeling her own release battling to overtake her once again. From behind, Zack slammed into her over and over, and Noah’s cock speared deeper and deeper into her throat. She shook with effort, before it all became too much. Her orgasm slammed through her once again and she quaked as her pussy clamped down over the massive girth fucking her from behind. She sucked the cock in her mouth, doing her best to pleasure Noah as well.

At the same time, Zack’s fingers tightened on her hips and she felt his hot seed coat against her insides. Noah jerked forward hard once, then twice before his own cum spurted down onto her tongue. She did her best to swallow every drop.

Used in the best possible way, she shuddered from the last tendrils of orgasm as her two men pulled their cocks from her orifices excruciatingly slowly. She shook with effort to hold herself up, before a mountain of kittens surrounded her. They lifted her and placed her in a blanket, giving her their warmth and comfort.

After a long moment, Zack lifted her from the floor and curled her into his chest. She had lost her panties at some point in the process, but she didn’t care in the slightest. Noah unlaced the masked kitten ears from her head and pulled them away. Her two men pressed soft kisses to her forehead and she sighed in contentment.

“Now, that was a very good kitten,” Noah whispered and she couldn’t help but smile in return. Zack sat down on the bench and Noah sat beside them. Zack massaged the hair on top of her head while Noah gently rubbed her feet.

She mewed with pleasure as her eyes shut in exhaustion. Their strong hands gently kneaded and rubbed her sensitive skin, lulling her into a state of sleepy euphoria. Before she knew it, she was drifting off and they were carrying her out of the kitten compound. She was asleep before the three of them made it back into the bedroom to settle in for the evening.

Chapter Nine

 

 

The next morning, she awoke in bed with her men. They rewarded her with soft demanding kisses, one after the other. She smiled demurely, filled with happiness and joy at waking up, safe and sound in their arms. She felt like she was glowing from the events of her last few training days. Unbelievingly so, she was settling into her new life much faster than she ever thought she would. Both Zack and Noah treated her with kindness, tenderness, and a strong hand when she disobeyed, but that wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. In fact, she kind of liked it. No. That wasn’t the right word. When she really thought about it, she realized that she loved it.

She recognized that at some point they had undressed her and she was completely bare underneath the sheets. Stretching a little, she brushed against soft chest hair on either side of her and glanced between them. They both had a soft smirk on their lips.

“Isabella, even first thing in the morning, you’re a beauty to behold,” Zack murmured and she felt herself blush.

“Mhhhmmm, and she tastes just as good as she looks,” Noah said playfully as he nibbled on her shoulder.

“I bet I could find her tastiest spot,” Zack replied darkly, his hand dipping between her legs, making her moan softly.

She couldn’t help but giggle a little bit at their banter. The two of them molded around her, leaving her breathless in a matter of seconds with their gentle touches and delicious kisses. It was as though they couldn’t get enough of her and she reveled in their attentions.

They kissed her with such tenderness that she couldn’t help but become aroused. One of them squeezed her ass and she keened as it ignited the lingering soreness from the day before. She felt her wetness drip onto her thighs and she turned toward Zack. His nakedness was pressed up against her thigh and it took him little effort to slide right into her entrance, slick as it was with her honey.

Behind her, Noah pressed against her tight bottom hole, and it was then that she realized that they had also removed the tail from between her cheeks sometime the day before. Her juices had gathered between her legs and he reached down and spread it over her tight rosette. Then, he pressed slowly into her and she keened, full of Zack’s cock and feeling the entry of Noah’s member into her backside.

So terribly full, she moaned, feeling the painful stretch of Noah’s girth into her bottom hole. He went slowly, allowing her to get used to his size and enjoy the journey. When he was fully seated inside her forbidden channel, she closed her eyes in ecstasy, feeling both the burning and stretching sensation as it intermingled with her rising pleasure.

Zack then pulled out while Noah pressed into her. The two of them fucked her in sync, and she moaned, her body slowly simmering to a heated boil. She quivered and shook in their embrace, as they tenderly to her to the edge of the cliff of release and back.

“Oh God, please. I want to come on your cocks. Please give me permission, Masters,” she begged. In their gentleness and their harshness, they had claimed her heart utterly and completely.

“Come for us, pet. Come hard,” Zack whispered sensuously in her ear and she shuddered hard against them. As though her body was in tune with his command, her release shattered her, washing away every single one of her defenses. Leaning backward, she moaned and kissed Noah as Zack slid his lips across her neck. Her hips rocked back and forth as they fucked her faster and her orgasm took her higher than ever.

White-hot blazing tendrils of desire burned through her and she quivered from the intensity of it. She felt both her men shudder beside her, before they coated her insides with their seed and she came again in their arms.

Moaning softly, her eyes fluttered open and both of them captured her in a soft kiss.

“Such a good little pet we’ve found,” Noah murmured.

“Mhhhmmm, I agree. Think we can keep this one, brother?” Zack responded with a sly grin. His words caused her heart to skip a beat. Full of hope, she looked between them.

“Yes? Please? I’d like to stay with you,” she pleaded and proceeded to hold her breath out of nervousness.

“I think it’s something that can be arranged. Our little pet is a special find. Priceless, I think. We could never fetch a high enough price for such a special beauty,” Noah whispered while looking directly into her eyes.

She squealed with glee and grinned so hard her cheeks hurt.

“Thank you, Masters. I won’t disappoint you!” she exclaimed.

“Now, where’s the fun in that,” Zack teased next to her and she giggled.

“What kind of pet would you like to be today, Isabella?” Noah asked, while kissing her softly on the forehead. Her insides fluttered with delight and she felt as though she was glowing.

“I’d like to be whatever type of pet serves you best, sirs,” she replied and was rewarded with a proud smile from Noah.

“Good girl, you’ve learned so much already. I’m so proud of you. You’ll be a kitten for us, pet. We have some duties to attend to today, so I want you to prepare yourself with Zack this morning while I attend to my notes. You’ll get to see some wayward kittens spanked today and if you behave, your own bottom will be given leave to recover from yesterday’s attention. How does that sound?” Noah said with a slight smile. His tone conveyed his expectation that she obey without question and something inside her awoke with excitement.

“That sounds interesting, sir,” she replied quietly, secretly excited over the fact that she could watch her men dish out discipline. She felt herself moisten at the thought.

The three of them cuddled closely for some time longer before climbing out of bed, if a bit reluctantly. Noah went off first to get ready, leaving her with Zack. She curled into his easy embrace. A short time later, he sighed and declared it was time to get out of bed. She groaned and he smirked back at her.

“Is there a possibility,” she began, “there might be a cup of coffee with breakfast this morning?” she asked as she drew her finger down the light hairs on his chest. She flicked her eyes upward to meet his and she smiled demurely back at him.

“That could be arranged,” he replied with a grin. He stole one last all-consuming kiss, before pulling her out of bed. He helped her into the restroom, brushing her hair as she brushed her teeth. He brought her into the shower with him, taking extra care to shampoo and condition her long locks and cleanse her skin of the morning activities.

“Look at you, already a spoiled pet,” he jokingly chided with a chuckle and she flushed as he reached down in between her legs. Pressing her against the tile of the shower, he coaxed her to come on his fingers as she shuddered against him.

Her knees weak, she was grateful as he supported her and rinsed her of any residual soapy bubbles. When they finally emerged from the shower, he brushed her hair out gently, untangling any knots with such tenderness that she felt herself melting for him.

Then, he helped her into her kitten garb, and this time, she climbed on top of the bed without provocation. She grabbed her cheeks and was relieved to have the daily tail inserted into her bottom, rather than the one she’d had the day before. It was heavy, and reminded her of her owners’ control over her, but it didn’t hurt quite as much on the way in.

After that, he guided her feet into her boots and clasped the collar around her throat. When she was fully outfitted, he clipped the leash to her and she fell to her knees. It felt more natural this time, easier as she followed him and she couldn’t deny the fact that it completed something within her that she had never been aware of before.

Noah was in the kitchen and she ate her food out of the dish like she had done the day before, but the two men allowed her to drink a cup of sweetened coffee with her hands instead of milk, although with her kneeling beside them on the floor.

She didn’t mind though in the slightest. She’d always enjoyed a cup a coffee and especially so when someone made it light and sweet just the way she liked. The three of them had a quiet easiness as Noah completed reviewing his paperwork and Zack discussed things with him from time to time. She leaned against Noah’s knee and he let her, as she slowly sipped the creamy goodness of her morning coffee.

When she finished, she reached up and placed her mug on the table.

“Want anymore, pet?” Zack asked as he scratched behind her ear. She purred easily into his touch, but shook her head.

“Thank you, sir. It was delightful,” she replied. Zack reached for her leash then, leading her outdoors. With a sigh, she looked up into the blue cloudless sky and felt the sunlight kiss her bare flesh.

“You like being outdoors, pet?” Zack questioned and she nodded.

“Yes, sir. I can’t help but feel so free today,” she said softly, keeping her eyes on the ground.

“I’m happy to hear that. You’ve found your happy place with us. You’ve discovered your freedom in your submission,” he replied and she couldn’t help but agree. The two of them slowly wandered toward the kitten enclosure in a slow, but easy stride, neither of them rushing to arrive. She crawled behind him as she was expected to, but it no longer felt as though she was beneath him, but with him.

When they reached the kitten compound, he sat down and pulled her up into his lap. They sat there for a little while as they waited for Noah, just enjoying each other’s company.

“I didn’t expect to be punished by you yesterday,” she ventured. “I thought you were the nice one,” she then added jokingly.

He pinched her bottom and she squealed.

“You were naughty. I had to handle that,” he whispered in her ear and she quivered. “I’ll do it again too, just to remind you who’s in charge here.”

“Do you have to punish some of the other kittens?” she finally asked, her curiosity getting the best of her. He nodded into her shoulder.

“One of the kittens, Becky, got into an altercation with another pet. We’ve had trouble with her before, but she’s been well behaved for the most part recently. Noah will probably bring the wooden paddle with him this time, to really teach her a lesson though,” he replied casually.

Isabella shivered, imagining the terrible wooden implement meeting her own backside in punishment. Chewing her lip, she vowed never to disobey her men to earn such a punishment. Instead, she tried to change the subject, veering away from thoughts of painful discipline to a safer point of discussion, their planet.

“Can you tell me a little about your world? What’s it like?” she questioned further, hoping the easiness between them would make him open up to her even more than before.

“It’s a long story and one you’ll eventually experience when we take you into the city, but as you’ve learned, all women here on Dayhari are owned as pets and are expected to follow certain rules. There are police that help enforce these guidelines, and as your masters, we are expected to keep up with them. Should a pet be found that breaks these policies, they can be taken from us and be sentenced to the Outside. It’s not a good place for pets, from the stories we’ve heard anyway,” he explained and she looked back at him.

“What’s it like?” she pressed.

“It’s not a nice place. It’s meant to break pets who don’t obey their masters.”

“That doesn’t sound good,” she murmured.

“Sometimes those police officers will come inspect our property here. We try our best to train our women and for the most part, we’ve had tremendous success. Most of the pets here will be sold at a high price at auction, and at some point, you’ll get to see one,” he said while pushing her drying hair off her shoulder.

“Are they all happy? The pets you’ve trained?” she questioned.

He nodded into her shoulder.

“With every woman we sell, we make sure to follow up with mandatory sessions after her purchase. We bring her into a room with just the two of us and if she is unhappy in any way, we take her back. It’s part of our contract. Even before sale though, we make sure to screen potential buyers heavily, before they purchase one of our girls. We pride ourselves in placing each pet into the perfect home,” he responded with a sense of pride and she couldn’t help but smile.

“I’m happy to hear that,” she replied, lifting her head and noticing that Noah was walking down the path in their direction.

When he eventually joined them, he grinned and unlocked the door as the three of them went inside. Isabella crawled behind them with her head held high and her tail swishing between her legs. When the three of them walked into the main room, all the kittens greeted them with smiles, mews, and soft purrs. Isabella nuzzled them as they brushed against her, feeling a sort of camaraderie with all the women there. She’d experienced a lot in their company and they were there to support her as well. She liked that very much.

“Becky?” Zack called out and the blonde who was grooming herself in the window yesterday crawled forward toward them. Mama kitty curled around Isabella and held her close while the men worked with the rest of the girls. It was then that she noticed the light wooden paddle clipped to Noah’s belt and she swallowed heavily, knowing that Becky was in for it.

Mama kitty took Isabella’s leash and led her over to a nearby bed. She lay down and held Isabella close, not allowing her to venture away even the slightest inch.

“Be calm, little kitten. The masters must remind some kittens who is in charge,” Mama kitty explained quietly and Isabella allowed herself to relax in the woman’s arms.

She watched as Noah took a seat and Zack guided the blonde-haired kitten over his brother’s knee. Zack pulled down Becky’s panties, baring her bottom for the entire room to see as he moved her kitten tail out of the way.

For a long moment, Isabella admired the pale curves of the woman’s bottom cheeks before Noah lit into it with the wooden paddle. The entire room was silent, almost as though everyone could feel the seriousness of the transgression. He didn’t spend any time warming her bottom, preparing her for his discipline, instead electing to use the paddle from the start.

It was the first time that Isabella had seen either of the brothers use a wooden implement and it wasn’t long before Becky was crying and sobbing over Noah’s knees. Her pale backside went from a gorgeous alabaster white to a brilliant red in a matter of minutes. Both Zack and Noah scolded her throughout the punishment, and when it finally ended, Becky was sorrowful and apologetic and promised to never start a fight with another kitten again.

Neither of the men moved to reward her after her punishment, leaving her to the whims of the other kittens in the room. A few moved forward to comfort her, but upon further coaxing from the brothers and mama kitty, the rest of the kittens joined in. Mama kitty took Isabella’s leash and brought her into the kitten pile, where the rest of them soothed the punished kitten, helping to dry her tears with pets and massages.

After some time, Noah and Zack took their leave and her with them. Isabella spent the rest of the day assisting them in their chores, spending a little time with the ponies as well in the later hours. She couldn’t get the image of the two of them taking charge as they had with Becky and she shivered with desire. Passion pooled between her legs and she bit her lip, desiring her own session over their knees. Later that night, she hesitated on purpose, Zack spanked her once again, and the three of them had the most explosive sex afterward. Noah joked about spanking her before bed every night and she couldn’t help but tremble with lust at the suggestion.

Over the next few days, they fell into an easy routine, with her bouncing between pet types. Some days she was a pony or a kitten, and others she was strictly a service pet who helped them with their daily duties. She was constantly rewarded for her efforts, yet they still spanked her from time to time to remind her that they were in charge.

She earned the wooden paddle once in the privacy of their bedroom for hesitating to obey their instructions. She sobbed and cried and pleaded for forgiveness and was eventually granted it after she sucked both their cocks, one after another.

They also spanked her from time to time just because they could, and she was expected to accept that they were her owners and she was their pet. She tried to accept their role as graciously as she could, most of the time, but sometimes she kicked and fought along the way. Always, they found a way to discipline and humble her, reminding her of her rightful place on her knees as their pet beside them.

One day a few weeks later, they began to discuss a trip into the city.

“We’ve avoided it for long enough. We have to go or our potential buyers are going to start to protest our absence at auction,” Noah said and Zack reluctantly agreed.

“I know. We have to decide who to bring for auction. Becky needs to be sold soon. She needs to find her forever home before she gets too attached to us. I think she’s proven that she can be a good kitten recently and we can offer her at a discounted price to perpetuate a bidding war,” he replied. Sitting on the floor beside them, Isabella couldn’t help but agree. The wayward kitten Becky had not gotten into any more trouble in some time. In fact, she had seemed extraordinarily well behaved, at least in Isabella’s eyes.

“I think that’s a good idea. We’ll take a lot of kittens and ponies with us and spend the weekend,” Noah replied. “It’s time we took Isabella into town as well, so she can see more of our world with her own two eyes.”

The two of them turned on her then and she chewed her lip nervously, looking between them. Their expressions were so serious, she couldn’t help but fidget a little bit, her bottom crawling as though she was about to be punished even though she hadn’t done anything to deserve one.

“It’s imperative you listen to each and every word that comes out of our mouths. In the city, protocol is much more important. There will be zero leniency. If you misbehave, you will be taken in hand immediately and harshly, no matter where we are or what company we are with, do you understand, pet?” Zack said, sounding way more serious than he ever had with her before. Feeling nervous at their warning, she nodded.

“Please. I’ll be a good pet. I promise,” she pleaded.

“Maybe we should spank her with the wooden paddle once more, just to demonstrate how serious we are,” Noah added and she shook her head furiously.

“On your feet. Bend over the table right now,” Zack commanded and despite her protests, she did as he said. He pulled down her black lacey panties, baring her bottom to their view. Still, even though they’d seen every inch of her, she flushed with shame.

Noah unclipped the wooden paddle from his belt and held it in front of her face for a long moment.

“I will thrash you if you even think of hesitating or disobeying me in the slightest. Do you understand, pet?” he said and she shivered as she nodded.

This time, Noah handed Zack the paddle and she whined at the exchange of hands. Zack tapped the wooden paddle against her sensitive nether cheeks and she couldn’t help but yelp at the slight sting on her skin.

She lay with her hips up and over the table, her bottom high and ready for a spanking. She knew she hadn’t done anything to warrant one, but accepted the fact that if her men decided she needed a reminder in obedience, she had to submit to their rule.

It was then that the paddle lit into her skin. In just moments, she was crying and pleading for him to stop, but she knew she had no choice but to take it. Before long, tears were edging at the corners of her eyes as the wood bit into her vulnerable flesh.

Just when the first few tears had begun their journey down her cheeks, the paddling stopped.

“If need be, you’ll be put to bed each night with a freshly paddled bottom. Do you understand, pet?” Zack whispered into her ear and she nodded.

“Whatever you deem necessary, sirs,” she said quickly, hoping to stop the punishment with her submission.

Unfortunately for her, the implement was merciless, biting all over from the tops of her cheeks to mid-thigh. She cried and she sobbed as they asserted their dominance over her, but despite all of it, she accepted it.

When her mind relented, her body followed. Her limbs relaxed, accepting the sting of the horrid paddle once and for all. With a wail, she reached back, not to block the assault of the wood against her bottom cheeks, but to hold each one of her men’s hands in her own. Their large hands swallowed hers, but she didn’t care. The simple act comforted her and gave her strength as her ass burned and ached from the spanking.

The two men pulled her toward them, effectively ending the spanking and capturing her in a heated kiss, one after another and she moaned into their embrace. They held her tight then, neither venturing further than the chaste kiss they had shared.

“She’s ready,” Zack whispered and Noah nodded his agreement.

The two of them then took her over to the couch, rubbing her back and her bottom as she gathered herself. She felt as though she had passed some sort of test, as though she had finally risen in their eyes as the perfect submissive pet and despite her burning backside, she was proud of herself because of it.

Over the next few days, the men prepared for the journey into the city and she did her absolute best to follow their every command without hesitation and complaint. As the date of their journey hurtled closer, Isabella found herself more excited with each passing hour. When the day of the trip arrived, the brothers unveiled a large truck with a massive trailer and meaty tires meant to traverse the desert sands from a garage on the outskirts of the compound.

She helped them load a multitude of ponies and kittens into the cages in the back of the trailer. The kennels were small but roomy enough for each of the pets to lie down and sit up. They all had access to water and food, and she checked to make sure they had enough before she was led into a cage of her own within the cab of the truck.

The journey took several hours and involved multiple stops along the way to allow each woman to stretch her legs, drink some water, and eat a snack, but the trip was generally uneventful overall. There were no women who misbehaved. In fact, every single one of them seemed excited for what was to come.

Zack allowed her out of her cage from time to time to sit beside them and she loved him for it. She was able to see the changing landscapes, from desert to forest to rolling plains of grass; she saw it all and adored every second. As they approached the city, more and more buildings dotted the countryside until they became regular sights along the road.

“May I ask the name of the city?” she questioned quietly.

“Zatadar. It’s the capital city of Dayhari,” Noah answered.

As they approached, the buildings began to reach higher and higher, until they stretched up high into the clouds. The brothers allowed her to look around a little while longer until they came upon a checkpoint, in which she was quickly guided back into her cage. She went without a fuss, feeling the seriousness of the entire situation.

The guards questioned Noah and Zack a bit, before inspecting all of the women in their cages. Isabella was careful to keep her eyes on the ground. She kept silent, knowing that she wasn’t supposed to speak unless spoken to.

After a long moment, the guards allowed the brothers to pass through without trouble and Isabella breathed a sigh of relief. She stayed in her cage for the rest of her trip, neither brother inclined to allow her to come out to see anything more. At long last, they pulled up to a low building at the center of the city. It was built of strong-looking mud bricks, from what she could see through her lashes when she could chance a look at her surroundings.

They had outfitted her in her service pet gear and she was glad for the fact that she was allowed to walk on her feet, although on a leash at all times. She assisted in guiding the rest of the women to either the nearby stables or the kitten house with them. When they were finished, she breathed a sigh of relief when they headed inside the local hotel across the street. It was made from red bricks and rose a few stories into the air. It looked homey and welcoming and she couldn’t wait to cuddle in bed with her men. All the while, she remembered her training and did her best to obey at all times.

It was dark when they finally reached their room, so she wasn’t able to study any more of the city as they walked into the hotel. They got their room and the three of them collapsed into bed that night, exhausted from the day’s travel and the work that had to be done after they had arrived.

The next morning, the brothers awoke early and let her sleep in a bit. She awoke alone and unsure of herself, but tentatively got out of bed and brushed her teeth and her hair. By the time she finished, the brothers returned and fetched her to accompany them.

Before they left the hotel room, they quickly reminded her to remain silent unless they specifically asked her to speak, for her to obey them without question no matter what they said, and for her to keep her eyes on the ground at all times.

They also told her that she would be attending the pony auction today. Noah made sure her service pet leather was all in place, including the snugness of her thick collar, before he clipped the leash to her throat.

The brothers guided her back into the mud brick building. Once inside, she saw what looked like a rodeo ring, a dirt floor surrounded by a white picket fence with pony girls running around inside the perimeter. Despite their orders to keep her eyes on the ground, she hazarded lifting her eyes a little to watch the pets prance around the ring proudly. At seeing their obvious joy, she couldn’t help but yearn to feel their wild freedom once again. Whips cracked in the center of the ring, guiding the ponies around a set of barrels in what seemed like a beautiful dance.

Licking her lips, she sighed softly as a tiny pang of jealousy wound through her. She remembered her time as a pony and ached to run with them. After the performance, each pony girl was guided into an individual stall. After a period of observation, each girl was brought up onto the stage and bidding opened for the alien males of Dayhari. Every single one of Noah and Zack’s women sold at top dollar, far exceeding any of their competitors’ pricing by a long shot. The auction continued until late in the evening and she watched it all with curiosity.

Men had women with them, all on leashes and every single one knelt submissively beside their man. No one looked around and not a single one said a word to disobey their owners. It was fascinating to watch. Every once in a while, she would catch a man touch his pet softly on the head or drift a hand across her cheek with such gentleness that she couldn’t help but smile.

The next day was an off-auction day, so her two men brought her into the local market, showing her the typical places where they would buy women to train. Hordes of women were kept in iron-barred cages, as though they were livestock for purchase. She had to remember to hold her tongue in public as she was shown the cages for feral pets, a term that she learned meant an untrained woman with an undetermined aptitude for a particular type of pet. The whole experience was harsh and equally unnerving, but the brothers assured her that they were well taken care of and each one would eventually find their happily ever after. Despite their words, she was hesitant to believe them.

They stopped by a local store and bought a few provisions, including a new fancy collar for her as well as a few sweets. They expected complete obedience from her at all times in public and she did her absolute best to obey. A few times, she earned a few harsh swats to her backside, but was quickly forgiven for whatever the transgression was. Neither brother seemed eager to truly punish her in public and she was grateful for it.

A few times, she heard mention of the punishment pole, but she avoided asking about it. Instead, she kept quiet, obedient, and demure for her men, no matter the circumstances.

The following day, she was brought back to the kitten enclosures with Zack and Noah so they could auction off a few more of their pets.

All the kittens that Noah and Zack had trained were brought out as a group. For the day, Isabella had been outfitted in her kitten gear and she smiled because of it. Mama kitty wasn’t there and Isabella had been directed to fulfill her role for the day, to keep the kittens calm and docile no matter what happened.

She did her best and for the most part, every kitten was auctioned off calmly and happily throughout the day. She recognized a few of them and whispered well wishes into their ears upon completion of sale and they all crawled off happily with new, fully vetted owners.

Noah had arranged to bring many more kittens than usual on this trip into the city, so auction sales would take more than a single day. At the end of the first one, the three of them spent time with the remaining kittens, reassuring them that they would find wonderful forever homes where they would want for nothing.

One kitten seemed wholly uncomfortable and Isabella recognized her as the blonde kitten who had been punished over Noah’s knees multiple times in her presence, the one who went by the name Becky. Through the cascade of her long blonde hair, Isabella caught the woman staring back at her with a sense of jealousy and malice, almost as though she despised Isabella for some reason. It was strange. She moved closer to Zack for protection and the woman glared at her even more harshly than before. Any time she touched one of the brothers, it seemed, the blonde kitten scowled back at her, almost as though she was warning her to steer clear of her men.

Neither Noah nor Zack seemed to notice or it didn’t seem to alert them, so she did her best to ignore it. The next morning started out just like the day before, despite the weird jealous vibe that Becky was putting off toward her. She played the role of mama kitty and helped to maintain and calm the girls as they were prepped and pampered for auction.

As they were lining up outside the staging area, a few wranglers gathered to both guard and keep the women in check. Isabella noticed that Becky positioned herself in front of her at the back of the line, a move that unnerved her a little considering the woman’s behavior before. All of the women were on their hands and knees, but their path was lined with a soft carpeting to ensure none of them hurt themselves on a pebble in the dirt.

Becky moved closer to her, so that she was kneeling on the ground next to her. She leaned in close, pressing her mouth against Isabella’s ear.

“You’ll never keep them happy, you know that, right? They’ll tire of you and put you up at auction the same as the rest of us,” Becky goaded her.

Isabella did her best to ignore her as the line of women was herded forward. It was time for all of them to be sold to the highest bidder. Despite the gravity of the situation, Becky continued to goad her, whispering terrible things when the guards weren’t looking.

“Bitch,” Becky prodded.

“Stupid spineless slut,” she pushed again.

Becky continued to poke and prod her, despite the constant surveillance of the guards. Isabella tried to ignore her, but the girl’s willful hounding was starting to get to her.

“You’re just an ugly whore with a tight pussy that’ll only amuse them for a half a second,” Becky said maliciously under her breath as the next girl was led on the stage by her leash. Isabella fumed on the inside, but kept it together. There were only a few girls left. It wouldn’t be long now.

She took a deep breath and bit her cheek, to keep the ready and willing retort at the tip of her tongue at bay. Another girl was led to the stage, leaving only two more and Becky. The auctions went quickly, and before long, only she and Becky were left.

“Fat disgusting cunt,” Becky said, more loudly this time. She growled then, shoving Isabella with what felt like all her might. Isabella landed on the stage hard and cursed out loud, her shoulder aching from the fall.

“You, you… horrible bitch,” she screamed as she launched herself in Becky’s direction. “Take it back!” she demanded, grabbing the woman’s blonde tresses with a harsh pull. Becky’s nails scratched at her chest, pulling and pushing in an attempt to escape Isabella’s grasp.

They fought on the floor for half a second before an overwhelming mass of huge male arms grabbed at them, separating the two of them like a hot knife sliding through butter.

It was then that Isabella noticed the overwhelming silence. Catching her breath, she hazarded a look around and realized just how many men were in the audience, watching her. Nervously, she chewed the inside of her cheek as her eyes darted to the side. Noah and Zack were standing there, with horrified expressions painted on their faces. Noah shook his head and averted his eyes to the side with a heavy sigh.

“Noah, it’s not usual for one of your pets to speak out of turn, especially when she curses in front of one man, let alone several hundred of them,” one of the guards spoke aloud and Isabella’s blood ran cold.

Shivering, she pleaded silently to them, but she knew it was no use.

Noah stepped forward, his eyes darkening with anger and shame, yet as Isabella studied him, she knew he was masking his fear.

“On your knees, pet. Crawl to me, now,” he ordered.

The multitude of arms holding her suddenly released her, dropping her softly to the ground. The silence in the room was deafening as her heart pounded in her throat. Her stomach hurt as she slowly made her way toward Noah. Zack moved next to him.

“Bring forth the punishment pole,” Zack ordered the guards and Isabella cried out involuntarily.

“Please, I’m so sorry,” she begged. “Please, Becky was berating me. She pushed me and called me terrible things. Please, Master Noah.”

Noah simply shook his head.

“Please, listen to me,” she pleaded.

“Quiet, pet,” Zack demanded and she listened, looking at the ground.

“I take responsibility for our pet’s willful disobedience and will discipline her accordingly. I ask for your patience and understanding, as this human was an Earth girl and this is her first trip into the city,” Noah said, his voice steady and commanding.

The men in the audience nodded in agreement. Two officers guarding the door also nodded curtly. One of them stepped forward.

“If the punishment is deemed adequate, you will receive simply a warning. If not, we’ll have to take her in for a public judgement. As her owner, please carry on,” he said.

“Thank you, Officer,” Zack replied politely and Isabella shuddered. What was going to happen to her?

Having reached the brothers’ feet, she sat back on her ankles and stared at the ground, hearing metal wheels roll against the wood of the stage. Something creaked beside her and a man grunted as a heavy weighted object was maneuvered onto the stage.

“Please,” she whimpered as quietly as she could.

Zack strode around her and grabbed her by the hair, his fist clenching in her long chocolate-brown locks. He lifted her to her feet and she was able to get a look at the thing that had been brought to the auction stage.

It was a tall pole. Above her head was a pair of leather handcuffs and at waist height, there was a leather belt meant to bind her tight. Zack directed her close to the pole before he took his hands into his, lifting them above her head.

His body surrounded hers and she felt his breath graze against her ear.

“Trust us, sweet pet. We won’t ever truly hurt you. This will be a harder punishment than you’ve ever taken, but we will be there for you after it’s all over. We love you,” he whispered and she sighed a little. After a long moment, he added, “Don’t be afraid to cry out or scream though. In fact, please do.”

The terror that was building inside her ebbed away at the sound of his words. She knew she should be afraid, but she wasn’t.

A terrible ripping sound filled the air around her and she quickly realized that he’d torn her dress straight down the back, revealing her bare backside. He quickly divested her of her clothing then, leaving her completely nude in front of the crowd. She felt her face flush in embarrassment, knowing she was naked for public scrutiny.

Zack was gentle as he cuffed her wrists and lashed the belt around her waist, securing her to the pole so that she couldn’t escape or twist away from whatever was about to happen. Trembling slightly, she whimpered as Zack’s hands left her body, her hair falling back into place.

He moved behind her and quickly braided her hair in one long plait, baring her entire back. She heard Noah move behind them as Zack moved to the side, keeping his eyes steady with hers.

A loud terrible crack sounded beside her and she jumped in her bonds. It was so loud that she involuntarily cried out, startled at its intensity. Another snapped beside her, only this time, a leather tip kissed her skin. It took a long second, but a line of fire bloomed across her left bottom cheek. She yelped when a second lash popped against the opposite side.

The whip seared across her skin again and again and she cried out in pain, delight, terror, and pleasure with each and every one. Her fingers clenched into tiny fists and she tried to squirm within her bonds, but she couldn’t move even an inch to escape its fiery lash.

Noah whipped her hard and she cried as it licked across her ass and thighs. She knew before her punishment was complete, she would be a mottled mess of pink welts. One particular harsh stroke kissed her inner thighs and she screamed out even as her body trembled with desire.

She couldn’t deny that it hurt and that her body quivered from the pain, but somewhere, deep inside of her, she realized she wanted more of it. She turned her head as tears streamed down her cheeks to watch the crowd. Feeling more alive than she ever had, she yelped and pleaded as the whip caressed her skin, but she desperately wanted more.

Darkness consumed her as she accepted each stroke. Pressing her thighs together, she couldn’t help but noticed the wetness that had gathered there and she groaned loudly. The whip paused for a moment and she raised her eyes to see Zack removing his belt from his waist. He moved beside her and kicked her legs apart just a little. He placed his hand on her hip and slapped her bottom hard.

Her pussy clenched as Zack started spanking her in earnest. She yipped and cried as he peppered her ass with harsh slaps, some overtop of the welts that already crisscrossed her skin. She didn’t beg for him to stop though, instead she embraced her public discipline and reveled in it.

Zack eventually stepped back and she knew his belt was next. He targeted her vulnerable thighs and sore bottom cheeks with a fervor like never before. Already crying from Noah’s whipping, it didn’t take long for her to start sobbing.

“I’m so sorry, Masters,” she cried out. “Please forgive me.”

The belt was relentless. It seared into her backside over and over, the pain and soreness all-consuming. All eyes were on her, watching her punishment and witnessing the tears cascading down her cheeks. The combination of being bound, whipped, spanked, belted, and naked while on public display was heady. Her eyes closed and she just felt.

At once, the pain just floated away and she embraced it all. Her thighs quivered, her arousal so rampant that she knew her men could smell it and she moaned. The belt kissed her again and her pussy clenched, hard.

Noah appeared in front of her, his hand snaking downward to cup her mound and she gasped out loud. He gripped her firmly and her clit throbbed, begging for him to touch her there. Looking through lidded eyes, she begged him silently.

“Scream for me, pet,” he commanded softly so that no one else could hear. His thumb flicked over her hard bud and her world collapsed in a fiery ball of pleasure. Her own screams echoed throughout the room as white-hot passion coursed through her veins, a never-ending cacophony of ecstasy that swept her up like a riptide and refused to let her free.

The belt continued its assault on her naked rear, pushing her orgasm to heights she’d never experienced before. One release bled into another, until finally, she hung by her wrists, so spent she couldn’t hold her own weight up anymore.

Both Zack and Noah descended on her, releasing her from her bonds and holding her in their arms. She curled into Noah’s chest, feeling numb, exhausted, and entirely sated.

Somewhere off the distance, the guard started talking again.

“Consider the punishment accepted. We’ll just give you a verbal warning this time, take care that she doesn’t act out in public again,” the officer said, but Isabella was already fading. She closed her eyes and looked away, falling asleep in a matter of seconds.

Chapter Ten

 

 

Noah nodded swiftly toward his brother, pleased that they had seemingly punished Isabella enough to satisfy the guard. Zack strode forward with a grin, facing the crowd, his bold presence causing the entire crowd to hush into silence.

“That’s all our pets for today, men. This one isn’t for sale,” Zack said loudly and a collective groan of disappointment rose among the crowd. “Even if she was, you wouldn’t be able to afford her. You see, she’s gifted, with an equal aptitude for being a kitten, pony, or a service pet. She isn’t just simply a kitten, even though she’s dressed like one.”

A loud gasp sounded on the side of the stage and he turned his head, seeing the reason for all this nonsense in his view. It was Becky.

He glared in her direction, seeing her off stage.

A guard led the blonde-haired woman out on stage with a yank of the leash.

“Oh, I see we do have one last kitten to sell, men. Sorry, I almost forgot about her,” Noah said with a sneer. “I should warn you though, this one likes to misbehave, a lot. She needs firm discipline and often, and should not be taken out in public unless she is bound and gagged. I’m offering a steep discount on this one, boys.”

Noah gave Becky a harsh, dismissive glance and walked off stage to watch from the side. Zack joined him not long after. The bids rose swiftly and the price quickly grew higher than he expected, considering his introduction for her. When the auctioning ended, Becky looked horrified as an older man walked up to the stage.

He was quite hairy, and was sweating profusely in the summer heat. Noah couldn’t help but chuckle at the look on Becky’s face as the man huffed as he ascended the stairs and took her leash. Noah knew of the man’s reputation and knew he liked to take the lesser trained pets because he enjoyed punishing them. Zack laughed beside him.

“She’s going to lose it the first time he shoves soap in her mouth or an enema up her ass. Last I heard, old man there likes to spank every one of his pets more than once a day, just to prevent naughty behavior. Becky better learn to mind her master, that’s all I’m saying,” Zack said to him with a chuckle.

“You’re damn right, brother. Now let’s take our woman back to our bed. She’s going to need us when she wakes,” Noah replied.

They watched as Becky was led off stage. She looked back at them desperately and Noah shook his head. He had seen hints of her jealousy over the course of the last twenty-four hours and upon witnessing her shove Isabella to the ground, he had no sympathy for the woman. Becky had made her bed and now she had to lie in it.

Noah left the auction hall in a hurry, with Zack following closely behind him. They’d come back in a short while to collect their earnings, but their first priority was Isabella. Upon reaching the hotel room, Zack opened the door and Noah walked quickly inside. Noah laid Isabella on the bed gently and pulled the covers over her.

He removed his shoes and then his belt and his brother followed suit until they were naked. They climbed into bed beside their pet and hugged her close. Her skin soft and her breathing even, she seemed like an angel between the two of them.

After what seemed like forever, but was probably only about an hour, Isabella began to stir a little bit. She blinked open her eyes and Noah felt his heart melt a little to see her smile up at them.

“How’re you feeling, pet? That was all pretty intense, huh?” Noah said softly, studying the look in her eyes. He sensed nothing but admiration and despite how hard he looked, he found no trace of fear whatsoever. Breathing a sigh of relief, he pressed his lips softly to her forehead and he heard her giggle. It was like music to his ears.

“Your beard tickled me,” she replied.

Noah couldn’t help but smile. He brushed his beard against her shoulder just to hear her laugh again, and he wasn’t disappointed. She moved to avoid him and she gasped as she rolled backward, likely igniting the welts on her backside.

“Come, lie on your stomach and let me attend to you, pet,” Noah directed and she swiftly complied. He pulled away the covers and inspected her. None of the welts left by the whip were deep or had cut the skin; that he had been very careful of. They were pink, but he knew they would fade away within a day.

He had trained extensively with a whip and knew just how to throw it in order to hit a target every time in exactly the intensity he wished and he was grateful for that today. He never wished to mark his pets and break their pristine skin.

Her bottom was still red and looked slightly marred from Zack’s belt. His brother handed him a jar of cold cream. Noah took off the lid and the two of them dipped their hands inside.

Noah took care of Isabella’s back, massaging any residual soreness away while Zack attended to her bottom and thighs. They spread the cream across her skin and she moaned happily with pleasure. In no time at all, the harsh pink faded to a delicate rose color and he knew the more time passed, the more that they would disappear entirely. She wouldn’t show a single mark in a day from now. She keened as he kneaded her shoulders and Zack worked her backside. Noah grinned as his cock jumped at the sound. His balls tightened and he yearned to sink deep within her depths as he fucked her hard again and again.

He swallowed heavily, his erection pressing against the fabric of his pants. Having his hands on her was too much and when her little fingers molded into tight fists, gripping the sheets beneath her, he grabbed her around the hips. Zack leaned back and allowed him to take the reins. Noah gazed down at her tight pussy, finding it swollen and wet with her arousal.

She was so turned on that he could smell it.

Adjusting his pants, he pulled his erection free and without warning, slammed into her. She gasped loudly in shock as he took her without mercy, just because he wanted to. He fucked her hard and fast as her muscles clenched around him like a vise. It was glorious. Groaning, he gripped each side of her hips, so that he could sink even deeper and he felt her body tremble beneath him. She moaned loudly, arching her back so that he could access even further into her depths and he loved her for it.

Then, he pulled out of her and maneuvered her on top of him. He slid back into her pussy with ease and delighted in the soft little moan that escaped from her lips. Her face was flushed and her eyes screamed happy pleasure.

“Don’t you come yet, naughty pet. Zack is going to fuck that ass of yours good and hard before we allow you release,” Noah growled and he watched with delight as she shivered. Zack reached behind her, spreading her cheeks so that he had access to her delectable bottom hole. Leaning forward, Zack’s tongue poked out, circling the tight rim of her forbidden channel.

Isabella blushed hard and Noah grinned.

“Oh, please, not there!” she exclaimed and Zack repeated the motion, eliciting a shudder from their gifted pet.

“Sweet pet, you must learn that every single inch of this body belongs to us, including your naughtiest little hole,” Zack muttered softly and her pussy clenched around Noah’s cock. He groaned. Zack kissed her tight rosette before pulling away to claim her as his.

The moment the head of Zack’s cock pressed against the entrance of her bottom hole, Noah was able to watch the range of emotions flutter across her face. First, he saw fear and then desire cross over her as his brother entered her. She squeezed her eyes shut with a groan as Zack pushed inside. Noah smirked, knowing that Zack had chosen not to prepare her bottom hole with his fingers.

When they were both fully seated within her, Noah stilled as Zack pulled out and then pushed back in. Slowly, Noah picked up on the tempo and Isabella began to dance with desire between them, overwhelmed by the sheer size of their massive cocks filling her completely.

“Such a naughty pet, so greedy for needing two men to fuck her at once,” Zack whispered and the moan that emerged from her lips heated Noah’s blood instantaneously.

Noah then flexed the muscle in his groin that allowed his erection to vibrate within her and watched with insane pleasure as her eyes burst open with ecstasy.

“Please, I need to come,” she begged and Noah just shook his head.

He could see the struggle to follow his directions playing across her features and he fucked her harder, pushing her to levels like never before. His brother had picked up speed and they used her as they saw fit, enjoying every single second of dominating their lovely submissive pet. She shuddered and he could tell that she was seconds away from orgasm. There was little chance of her holding back much longer.

Zack met his eyes and Noah nodded.

“Give her permission, brother,” Noah said to his brother silently.

“Come,” Zack commanded as he took her hard and her entire body spasmed between them. She screamed loud, again and again as she gripped Noah’s arms. Her knuckles whitened from the exertion of her release and she moaned with lust.

Her sounds undid him and he groaned, shuddering with his own release as he coated her insides with his seed. Zack held her tight as he fucked her bottom hole, experiencing his own release at the same time as the rest of them.

Eventually, Isabella collapsed into his arms and Zack withdrew from her. He went to fetch a washcloth and Noah pulled out from her pussy, if a bit reluctantly. Unbelievably so, he was still hard for her. If she weren’t so exhausted, he’d fuck her again.

When Zack returned, they both helped to cleanse her naked body of their lovemaking. Noah kissed her soft, heated skin at the cusp of her shoulder and she whined quietly as she smiled. Gently, the three of them crawled back under the covers and fell asleep as the suns set outside their room. Darkness crept across the floor as night fell on the city. Noah fell asleep with a grin plastered on his lips.

He couldn’t believe his fortune at finding Isabella and wouldn’t trade her for all the money in the world. She was gorgeous, beautiful beyond compare, both inside and out. There was no way he could ever tire of her soulful brown eyes, decadent chocolate tresses that begged for his fingers to run through them, and her curvy body that begged for him to kiss and love every inch of her.

But even more intoxicating was her mind. She was intelligent, fiercely independent yet submissive, and he loved her for it. If she ever realized the power that she held over both him and his brother, they’d be in some deep trouble.

He dreamt of her that night, imagining the delightful little screams she would make as he outfitted her with tight little nipple clamps and just how wet she would be when she discovered just how much she enjoyed them.

Chapter Eleven

 

 

Isabella woke up the next morning as the sun rose. She was naked and it didn’t take long for her to recognize that she wasn’t the only one. Both Noah and Zack surrounded her, their bodies heating the chill of the night away. She tried to stretch without disturbing them and groaned as her achy muscles reminded her of the day’s previous activities.

The cold cream that her men had rubbed into her skin had removed much of the tension in her muscles before they had collapsed into bed, but she still felt the effects of the belt’s lash across her bottom cheeks and she couldn’t help but grin a little at the thought. She wondered if her skin was still pink from it and her pussy clenched a little.

She watched Zack sleep beside her, his chest rising and falling with his slow breath. Unable to help herself, she reached forward and ran her fingers lightly across the hair of his beard, remembering the delightful scratchy feel of it on her skin as he kissed her. He didn’t move.

She turned to study Noah and nearly jumped out of her skin when she met his eyes. They were open and staring back at her, a lopsided grin appearing on his lips.

“Morning, pet,” he said quietly and she happily curled into his chest.

“Morning,” she replied, her voice cracking a little from the residual sleepiness. With a single hand, he reached behind her head and brought her close, his lips claiming hers in a demanding and intoxicating kiss that left her breathless when he pulled away.

“Mmhhmm, don’t be stealing all the morning kisses, brother,” Zack murmured drowsily behind her. He turned her toward him, claiming her in an equally passionate embrace.

She moaned softly into him and whined when his lips left hers. She had been enjoying that. A playful smirk graced the corners of his lips and she couldn’t help but giggle.

“There’s so much to do today, but I just want to stay here in bed and fuck you all day,” he said and she laughed even harder. Both men’s cocks were pressed against her thighs and she noticed that both of them were indeed ready to take her.

“You’re right, unfortunately. We have to pick up our earnings from the auction house and then go buy some new feral pets for training,” Noah yawned reluctantly. “I too would love to stay and fuck our woman all day, but the sooner we get our errands done, the quicker we can go home and do just that.”

Zack chuckled beside her.

“As always, you are right, brother,” he replied unenthusiastically while reaching out and pinching her nipple. She squealed in delight and pain.

Noah pushed out of bed beside her and the mattress rustled as his heavy weight lifted from its surface. Zack did the same as the two of them dressed. He chuckled when he saw that she was pouting. Her pussy throbbed at their absence, a constant reminder of how aroused she always seemed to become in their presence. Pressing her thighs together, she allowed herself to study their sculpted bodies and couldn’t help herself as one of her hands slinked under the covers to brush against her pulsating clit.

When the brothers paused and stared back at her, she stilled. Feeling like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar, she smirked guiltily before moving her hand away from the throbbing in between her legs. Feeling her arousal dampen her thighs, she chewed her lip.

“Remember, pet, your pleasure is not your own. You’d do well to consider that in the future. Do it again and I’ll spank your bottom raw,” Noah warned and she couldn’t help but shiver in fear and desire.

“Yes, Masters,” she replied, her own voice betraying just how turned on she was.

Zack smiled at her knowingly.

“Can’t get away with nothing when my brother is around, huh?” he chuckled.

She shook her head, unable to keep from smiling. Sadly, her men were fastening their pants around their waists, blocking what she wanted most from her sight. After Noah buckled his belt, she couldn’t help but lick her lips as he fastened his whip, remembering how its lash felt on her skin the day before.

“Come now, pet. Let me dress you today,” Noah said firmly and she rushed to obey him. She dropped her eyes to the floor as he reached for her naked body.

He caressed her chin, turning her head to the side. He picked up a brush off a nearby shelf and gently started working out the knots in her long locks. By the time he was done, her hair felt soft and voluminous. His thorough care made her feel beautiful and well cared for, and she enjoyed every second of it.

He helped her into a tight black body suit that hugged her curves like it was made for her. She was surprised by it because she hadn’t had that much of her body covered since she had left the detainment center. When she looked in the mirror though, she understood.

The black fabric stretched over her body so that it became almost sheer. She could see her pink nipples poking through and the folds of her mound, despite being completely covered. Looking at herself, she blushed, able to see a hint of rosy color on her bottom from Zack’s belt. The sight was arousing and she pressed her legs together to try to hide it.

Her hair fell to the lower curve of her back. Searching, she tried to find evidence of the whipping, but saw none. Noah must have known what he was doing in order to do such a thing. In that moment, she threw her arms around his waist, hugging him tight.

“Thank you. I’m so sorry I disappointed you yesterday,” she pleaded.

He held her to his chest, pressing his lips softly to the crown of her head.

“Don’t do it again. I wouldn’t know what to do if you were taken away from us,” he whispered and she felt him shiver at the thought.

“They’d really do that? Take me away?” she asked.

“Yes. They’d sentence you to the Outside. Take care to always obey us and you will need not worry. We will protect you,” he replied, his tone fierce and protective.

“I love you,” she said quietly.

Zack came up behind her and the two brothers held her tight.

“We love you,” they both said and her heart felt like it grew the moment their words drifted to her ears.

They released her then and Noah lifted her hair, revealing her neck so that Zack could clasp a thick black leather collar around her throat. It was several inches wide and kept her chin lifted high, yet it was still comfortable.

Lastly, Noah fastened a simple leash to her throat. They finished up taking care of a few last-minute things in the room before they left and checked out of the hotel, walking back onto the streets of the city. She followed them a few steps behind, her chin held high with her eyes on the ground. She was careful to only observe the city through her lashes, never fully lifting them to look around.

She was able to see the full modernity of the capital. Tall windowed buildings rose up off in the distance, showcasing what she guessed was the business district. The area they were in was frequented heavily with men dressed just like her owners, although most of the men gave the three of them a wide distance. They walked a short way back to the auction house, where the brothers picked up their earnings from the auctions over the past few days.

After that, they returned to the marketplace to observe some of the feral pets. Noah pointed out about a dozen or so to the attending salesperson and in no time at all, they were loaded up in the truck so that they could return to the training compound.

Despite the unnerving nature of the whole event of purchasing women, none of the feral pets fought the process as Isabella expected they would. It seemed as though they all understood the whole procedure and were rather used to the idea.

When the three of them were back in the truck alone, she ventured to ask about the women.

“Where do they come from? Why don’t they fight back?”

“Many of them grew up in the city and surrounding territories. Once they come of age, they are taken into custody and sold here to trainers around the world. It is customary here. They are well protected and taken care of by law. It is just our way here. You are unique. Not many trainers will venture off Planet Dayhari as we do periodically,” Zack answered.

“It’s been this way for a very long time, long before either of us were born. You see, long ago there was a great war and on either side, women were hurt, raped, and killed on both sides. A group of men gathered in the wake and came up with a new system, meant to protect and cherish our women. The process has been accepted and implemented ever since and has transformed into what you see today. The police officers work hard to ensure that every single woman is kept safe,” Noah added.

She had to admit that it made sense. None of the pets, other than Becky, had seemed unhappy. In fact, it seemed as though they were more than delighted to serve their men.

Isabella curled up in her cage as the men prepared the truck for the journey and before long, they were leaving the confines of the city. The journey home was long and the brothers let her out of the cage once they were far enough out of Zatadar. She curled up in Zack’s lap and then Noah’s after they put the truck on autopilot. She napped here and there before they reached the brothers’ training compound and her new home.

When they reached home, they unloaded the truck and placed the new women into a building that Isabella had never seen before. After the transport was complete, they treated her to a home-cooked dinner of seafood. Zack fed her the most delicious lobster she had ever tasted, along with freshly made crab cakes and steamed vegetables. They chose Earthen recipes for her enjoyment and she was delighted. Once fed, the three of them settled down and Noah surprised her with her bag of things from the detainment center.

He gave her back her wristband e-reader and she settled down contented on one of the couches and read into the late hours. Both men worked on paperwork and accounting, updating their records with the recent sales of the pets they trained. Noah studied the files of some of the feral pets he purchased and he discussed where to place each one.

She overheard them chatting about in which stall to place each pony and when to introduce the new kittens to the older bunch. It was some time later that they declared it was time for bed and she yawned.

Noah gently picked her up and the three of them retired to the bedroom. The next week passed by quickly as she helped both of them introduce the new feral women to the pony and kitten lifestyle. Everything seemed normal until a knock at the door sounded one morning. Noah and Zack looked at each other with confusion before they answered the door.

It was a police officer.

“Morning, Officer. What can I do for you?” Noah began, his voice steady and calm.

“Good to see you, Noah, Zack. My name is Tom and I’m from the Pet Inspection Authority. You’re on my agenda for assessment today, so I’d appreciate if you’d escort me around the compound. If you wouldn’t mind, may I come inside?” the guard said.

“Of course,” Zack replied. He turned to her then. “Pet, would you fetch the kind man a glass of water? I’m sure he’s thirsty.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied, picking herself up from her seat on the floor. She hurried to the kitchen and quickly fetched a glass of ice water.

When she returned, she approached the officer slowly, falling to her knees and lifting the glass up above her head. The officer nodded toward her in thanks and took it from her. He turned back to the men after he took a long swallow of water.

“I’d like to see your stables first and then the kitten enclosure. I’m told you also have a feral pet house for your new purchases and a place to store wildcats. I’m going to need to see all those,” the officer said.

“The wildcats haven’t ever been inspected before. Is this a new requirement?” Noah asked, his eyes guarded.

“I just need to inspect the building, not the wildcats themselves. Make sure there aren’t any weak spots in the structure so that they could escape, that sort of thing. Just that everything is up to code,” the man explained.

“Okay, just want to make sure that we’d be able to keep them here. We’ve signed all the necessary paperwork and took responsibility for all the wildcats here in our compound,” Zack added and Noah nodded with him.

“No need to be worried, gentlemen, I’m just here for a general code inspection today. If I find anything, I’ll put it in my report and you will have thirty days to rectify it. I do have the authority to claim any rebellious pet though, if I deem this isn’t the best home for her. Now, let’s get started then. I’ve carefully reviewed your past reports and based on that, this should be a short day for all of us,” Tom said.

Isabella stayed on her knees, quietly listening to the men talk around her.

“Pet, I want you to stay here. You’re free to read if you like,” Zack said as he pointed to the plush-looking pet pillow on the floor. She crawled over to it and lay down, glancing up through her eyelashes to see the look of admiration on Tom’s face.

“She’s a beautiful one there. Are the rumors true? Is she truly gifted?” the officer asked.

“She is. She’s not for sale though. We’ve decided to keep her,” Noah said, his tone quickly turning protective. She smiled a little and turned her head, allowing her curtain of hair to fall and mask her face.

“Too bad. Well, alright, let’s go get started then,” Tom replied and she heard the three of them walk out the side door toward the pony stables. Curling up, she turned on her e-reader and began reading a new romance novel.

At some point, she must have drifted asleep, relaxed and comfortable in what she was finally accepting as her forever home.

Chapter Twelve

 

 

A sweaty hand curled over her mouth and she opened her eyes slowly. Maybe Zack or Noah had returned from the inspection, she thought sleepily. Blinking away her fogginess, she groaned as he pulled her closer, his fingers digging into her cheek. Her back pressed against his chest and that’s when alarm bells started ringing inside her head.

He was hairier than both her men and definitely not as hard and sculpted. His stomach felt soft and he was a good six inches short than either Zack or Noah. With a heavy swallow, she realized his other hand held a knife that was pressing into her side.

Her heart beat loud in her throat, the sound deafening to her ears. Every muscle in her body tensed at this stranger’s touch.

“Don’t fucking make a sound, pet. You’re coming with me and you’ll submit to me cause that’s what you’re meant to do, isn’t that right, you gifted whore,” he growled in her ear. She shivered in fear but didn’t make a sound.

The man took his hand away from her mouth then and moved the knife up to her throat. She held back a whimper as the sharp edge pinched her skin. He held it there, steady enough to scare her but not hard enough to actually cut into her sensitive flesh.

“Let’s go. Out the front door now. You’re coming with me. You’re going make me filthy rich, pet,” he sneered, as spittle splashed against her cheek.

He moved the blade again, dragging it around her throat and across her shoulder, down till it rested against her lower back. Panting in fear, she slowly walked forward, the tip of the knife always there, a constant reminder that this stranger held her life in his hands.

With every step, she felt her happiness being drained from her, only to be replaced with panic and terror of the unknown. Just when she had started to feel comfortable, this strange man had arrived and taken it all away from her. Silent tears ran down her cheeks as he guided her outside and into the nearby wooded area. With every step, her heart wilted further, sadness enveloping her. She may never see Zack or Noah again, never feel their warm touch or their hands upon her skin. A sob involuntarily rose to the edge of her throat.

She’d never feel their soft embrace.

She’d never feel their lips on her skin or their palm against her bottom.

She’d never be able to love them in return.

Crying openly now, she walked further and further away from the home she’d come to love as her own, from the men she’d come to love as her masters.

She loved them.

“Shut the fuck up. I’ll beat you if you don’t be quiet,” the man growled.

A wail stung at her ears. After a long moment, she realized the pitiful sound was coming from her. The man whirled her around and she finally got a look at him.

A greasy unkempt beard and narrow beady eyes glared back at her. He was overweight and built like a linebacker, at least double, if not triple her size. There was nothing warm or gentle about his touch and she shivered in disgust. His breath stank and it looked like he hadn’t showered in days.

His hand swung around, backhanding her hard enough to slam her to the ground. He climbed on top of her, straddling her waist and holding her in place in the dirt. Reaching down, he gripped her sheer body suit by the collar and ripped it with ease, freeing her breasts to his view. She couldn’t stop the screams from ripping out of her throat as he grasped and twisted her nipples.

She tried to struggle, to kick and squirm, to try to escape, but he was too big. He shifted his weight, reaching down in between her legs.

Renewing her efforts, she tried to buck him off and succeeded in kneeing him in the groin as hard as she could. He squealed, cupping his balls in his hands as he rolled away from her. She jumped up as quickly as she could and started running back in the direction that she came, only to hear his heavy boots pounding in the dirt behind her. She ran fast but she could hear him gaining on her.

Far off in the distance, she could see Noah, Zack, and Tom walking from the kitten enclosure. She screamed as loud as she could for them, praying that they would hear her, desperate that they save her from this terrible man.

“Shut up, you useless whore!” the man yelled behind her but she didn’t listen, she just kept on running, yelling for her masters until one of them finally looked in her direction.

He caught her by the hair then and she screamed in pain as he jerked her backward. He threw her to the ground and the force of the fall knocked the breath out of her. Climbing on top of her, he sat on her stomach and slapped her hard.

Her cheek burning, she sobbed as he wrapped his grubby fingers around her throat. He tightened his grip and dark spots circled at the edges of her vision.

“Don’t, let me go,” she begged, struggling to draw in a single breath.

She felt the darkness closing in, her consciousness fading and she struggled to fight back, her body weakening with each passing second.

Just then, she heard a roar off in the distance and somehow, the weight was pulled from her chest. The hands released her throat and she coughed hard as she struggled to breathe again. Someone grabbed her and picked her up off the ground as she wheezed.

The dark spots gradually went away and she was able to draw in a steady breath.

“Who the fuck are you,” Noah yelled.

Isabella blinked, her eyes finally focusing and she realized she was in Zack’s arms. She saw Noah next to them and Tom on top of the bearded stranger. She heard the clink of a pair of handcuffs and Tom stood up, pulling her kidnapper up off the ground with him.

She could see Noah seething beside them, barely containing his anger. He looked ready to snap at any second. Reaching for him, she whimpered.

“Master. Please, I need you,” she pleaded.

His dark eyes whirled on her and she winced at their harshness. Still, she stretched her fingers toward him and she saw his angry façade melt a little as he took her fingers within his. Zack hugged her to his chest and Noah joined, both their hard bodies pressing against hers, reminding her that she was safe and protected. In that moment, she knew that she was theirs, utterly and completely. She knew that they’d never let her go.

“Let me buy her. I’ve got lots of money. I can afford her,” the greasy man said, his voice a little shaky.

“Get him out of here, Tom,” Zack growled, “before I fucking kill him.”

“That’s a good idea,” Noah added, the fury still very present in his voice.

“Consider him gone. Good news is you passed inspection. Nice training compound you got here. Keep up the good work,” Tom said as he dragged the man after him.

She watched at the officer and the bearded man walked off the property, toward a large police truck in the driveway. Tom shoved the man in what looked like a kennel and she couldn’t help but smile at the picture of an alien man trapped in a cage.

Noah turned to her and gripped her chin within his fingers. Pulling her into a kiss, he consumed her, devouring her as his, once and for all. When he finally pulled away, Zack took his place, his kiss owning all of her senses in a single moment.

Her men turned back toward the main house, taking her with them. They carried her straight into the bedroom, looking at her hotly and she knew they needed to take her and claim her as theirs as completely as possible. Lying on the bed staring up at them, her heartbeat began to quicken at their smoldering gazes.

Noah descended upon her first, grasping the remnants of her sheer black body suit and tearing it off completely. He clutched her by the waist and flipped her over, his massive palm claiming her right bottom cheek. Zack moved to the other side and gripped her left and she shivered.

“You’re ours, pet, do you get that?” Zack snarled.

Both of their palms left her skin and then spanked her hard. The sting was suddenly overwhelming, but she didn’t care.

“Yes, Masters. I understand. I’m yours,” she cried out as their slaps rained down on her bare nether cheeks. She didn’t squirm or fight, accepting that they owned her entirely. Her core throbbed at the prospect of wearing their mark and her arousal soared.

Arching her back, she lifted her bottom for them as the pain of the spanking transformed into something more pleasurable. Her clit throbbed and she moaned with need. They spanked her soundly, together as one and she adored it.

Her honey dripped onto her thighs and her pussy clenched around empty air. She imagined her red backside up in the air and groaned at the vision in her mind.

“Every inch of this body is ours,” they said together in unison.

She moaned as their fingers dipped into her pussy, spreading her juices over her lips and up to her tight rosette. She knew they wanted to fuck her and she keened for it as a stray finger brushed against her clit. She wanted more. She wanted her two men.

“Every strand of hair on your head, every drop of arousal that falls from this pussy. You’re ours to take, to use, to fuck as we wish,” their voices rang out and she panted as her body heated, feeling feverishly hot with her lust for them.

“Please. Take me as yours, Masters,” she begged, her hips rocking back toward them, pleading for them. She longed for their dominance, their rough hands all over her body as they claimed her as theirs, as they used her for their pleasure.

She loved it.

Noah gripped her hip harshly and she knew there’d be a bruise there later, but she didn’t care. His cock pressed against her bottom hole and she didn’t dare protest. Her bottom hot and sore, she ached for him to take her in such a forbidden manner and she wanted it to hurt. He stretched her wide and she squealed as it burned, trying her best not to clench and stop his relentless assault.

When he was fully inside her, she breathed a sigh of relief. He then reached down and grabbed her shoulders, lifting her up so that her back pressed against his chest. Zack climbed in front of her, taking his massive erection in his hand. Placing it at the entrance of her pussy, he took her as she moaned.

Full of both her men’s cocks at once, she couldn’t keep still. Lust ricocheted throughout her system, driving her wild with heat. Two sets of hands snaked around her waist, lifting her up and down, driving the cocks in and out of her in a constant motion.

Their cocks caressed her needy channels and she moaned, leaning forward to catch Zack’s lips with her own. He trailed kisses down her neck then and she leaned backward as Noah’s lips boldly claimed hers.

Each man took a nipple within their fingers and twisted hard. She groaned at the pleasure pain and trembled under their dominant touch.

It was all becoming too much. She needed to come, but she knew she needed to beg them for it. She needed permission. They owned her, everything about her, including her ability to orgasm.

“Please. Please, let me come, Masters,” she pleaded, her body hurtling toward release with every passing second. She shook with it, her muscles tensing, trying to hold back until they allowed her to let go.

Their cocks slammed into her, harder than ever before and she keened at their roughness, enjoying the sting of pain and desire that rocked her system.

Noah cupped the right side of her head while Zack held the left.

“Come with us, pet,” they said together.

White-hot passion burned at the edges of her vision as her orgasm crashed over her. Riding her men’s cocks, she moaned as they took her. Her hips rolled back and forth as they took her deeper than ever. One release rolled into the next and her men groaned beside her, causing a shiver to race down her spine.

Her world shattered again and again as she rode her men. It felt perfect, it felt right. She felt complete.

Shaking against them, she held on tight, every muscle in her body tensing as another orgasm claimed her. Screaming in delight, she felt her men come inside her, their hot seed coating her insides, marking her as theirs, once and for all.

“I love you. I love you so much,” she moaned, trembling with the aftershocks of her powerful release.

“We love you too, pet. Forever and for always,” Noah and Zack said then.

Noah and Zack were perfect for her and she was perfect for them. Overjoyed, her heart blossomed with happiness. This was it. She’d found her happily ever after. She couldn’t have hoped for anything more.

 

 

The End

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Additional Books in the Captive Brides Series

 

 

Wedded to the Warriors

As an unauthorized third child, nineteen-year-old Aimee Harrington has spent her life avoiding discovery by government authorities, but her world comes crashing down around her after she is caught stealing a vehicle in an act of petulant rebellion. Within hours of her arrest, she is escorted onto a ship bound for a detention center in the far reaches of the solar system.

This facility is no ordinary prison, however. It is a training center for future brides, and once Aimee has been properly prepared, she will be intimately, shamefully examined and then sold to an alien male in need of a mate. Worse still, Aimee’s defiant attitude quickly earns her the wrath of the strict warden, and to make an example of her, Aimee is offered as a wife not to a sophisticated gentleman but to three huge, fiercely dominant warriors of the planet Ollorin.

Though Ollorin males are considered savages on Earth, Aimee soon realizes that while her new mates will demand her obedience and will not hesitate to spank her soundly if her behavior warrants it, they will also cherish and protect her in a way she has never experienced before. But when the time comes for her men to master her completely, will she find herself begging for more as her beautiful body is claimed hard and thoroughly by all three of them at once?

 

Her Alien Doctors

After nineteen-year-old Jenny Monroe is caught stealing from the home of a powerful politician, she is sent to a special prison in deep space to be trained for her future role as an alien’s bride.

Despite the public bare-bottom spanking she receives upon her arrival at the detention center, Jenny remains defiant, and before long she earns herself a trip to the notorious medical wing of the facility. Once there, Jenny quickly discovers that a sore bottom will now be the least of her worries, and soon enough she is naked, restrained, and shamefully on display as three stern, handsome alien doctors examine and correct her in the most humiliating ways imaginable.

The doctors are experts in the treatment of naughty young women, and as Jenny is brought ever closer to the edge of a shattering climax only to be denied again and again, she finds herself begging to be taken in any way they please. But will her captors be content to give Jenny up once her punishment is over, or will they decide to make her their own and master her completely?

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Claimed by the General

When Ayala intervenes to protect a fellow slave-girl from a cruel man’s unwanted attentions, she catches the eye of the powerful general Lord Eiotan. Impressed with both her boldness and her beauty, the handsome warrior takes Ayala into his home and makes her his personal servant.

Though Eiotan promises that Ayala will be treated well, he makes it clear that he expects his orders to be followed and he warns her that any disobedience will be sternly punished. Lord Eiotan is a man of his word, and when Ayala misbehaves she quickly finds herself over his knee for a long, hard spanking on her bare bottom. Being punished in such a humiliating manner leaves her blushing, but it is her body’s response to his chastisement which truly shames her.

Ayala does her best to ignore the intense desire his firm-handed dominance kindles within her, but when her new master takes her in his arms she cannot help longing for him to claim her, and when he makes her his own at last, his masterful lovemaking introduces her to heights of pleasure she never thought possible.

But as news of the arrival of an invader from across the sea reaches the city and a ruthless conqueror sets his eyes on Ayala, her entire world is thrown into turmoil. Will she be torn from Lord Eiotan’s loving arms, or will the general do whatever it takes to keep her as his own?

 

A Gift for the King

For an ordinary twenty-two-year-old college student like Lana, the idea of being kidnapped from Earth by aliens would have sounded absurd… until the day it happened. As Lana quickly discovers, however, her abduction is not even the most alarming part of her situation. To her shock, she soon learns that she is to be stripped naked and sold as a slave to the highest bidder.

When she resists the intimate, deeply humiliating procedures necessary to prepare her for the auction, Lana merely earns herself a long, hard, bare-bottom spanking, but her passionate defiance catches the attention of her captor and results in a change in his plans. Instead of being sold, Lana will be given as a gift to Dante, the region’s powerful king.

Dante makes it abundantly clear that he will expect absolute obedience and that any misbehavior will be dealt with sternly, yet in spite of everything Lana cannot help feeling safe and cared for in the handsome ruler’s arms. Even when Dante’s punishments leave her with flaming cheeks and a bottom sore from more than just a spanking, it only sets her desire for him burning hotter.

But though Dante’s dominant lovemaking brings her pleasure beyond anything she ever imagined, Lana fears she may never be more than a plaything to him, and her fears soon lead to rebellion. When an escape attempt goes awry and she is captured by Dante’s most dangerous enemy, she is left to wonder if her master cares for her enough to come to her rescue. Will the king risk everything to reclaim what is his, and if he does bring his human girl home safe and sound, can he find a way to teach Lana once and for all that she belongs to him completely?

 

A Gift for the Doctor

After allowing herself to be taken captive in order to save her friends, Morgana awakens to find herself naked, bound, and at the mercy of a handsome doctor named Kade. She cannot hide her helpless arousal as her captor takes his time thoroughly examining her bare body, but when she disobeys him she quickly discovers that defiance will earn her a sound spanking.

His stern chastisement and bold dominance awaken desires within her that she never knew existed, but Morgana is shocked when she learns the truth about Kade. As a powerful shifter and the alpha of his pack, he has been ordered by the evil lord who took Morgana prisoner to claim her and sire children with her in order to combine the strength of their two bloodlines.

Kade’s true loyalties lie with the rebels seeking to overthrow the tyrant, however, and he has his own reasons for desiring Morgana as his mate. Though submitting to a dominant alpha does not come easily to a woman who was once her kingdom’s most powerful sorceress, Kade’s masterful lovemaking is unlike anything she has experienced before, and soon enough she is aching for his touch. But with civil war on the verge of engulfing the capital, will Morgana be torn from the arms of the man she loves or will she stand and fight at his side no matter the cost?

 

A Gift for the Commander

After she is rescued from a cruel tyrant and brought to the planet Terranovum, Olivia soon discovers that she is to be auctioned to the highest bidder. But before she can be sold, she must be trained, and the man who will train her is none other than the commander of the king's army.

Wes has tamed many human females, and when Olivia resists his efforts to bathe her in preparation for her initial inspection, he strips the beautiful, feisty girl bare and spanks her soundly. His stern chastisement leaves Olivia tearful and repentant yet undeniably aroused, and after the punishment she cannot resist begging for her new master's touch.

Once she has been examined Olivia's training begins in earnest, and Wes takes her to his bed to teach her what it means to belong to a dominant man. But try as he might, he cannot bring himself to see Olivia as just another slave. She touches his heart in a way he thought nothing could, and with each passing day he grows more certain that he must claim her as his own. But with war breaking out across Terranovum, can Wes protect both his world and his woman?

 

Kept for Christmas

After Raina LeBlanc shows up for a meeting unprepared because she was watching naughty videos late at night instead of working, she finds herself in trouble with Dr. Eliot Knight, her stern, handsome boss. He makes it clear that she is in need of strict discipline, and soon she is lying over his knee for a painful, embarrassing bare-bottom spanking.

Though her helpless display of arousal during the punishment fills Raina with shame, she is both excited and comforted when Eliot takes her in his arms after it is over, and when he invites her to spend the upcoming Christmas holiday with him she happily agrees. But is she prepared to offer him the complete submission he demands?

 

The Warrior’s Little Princess

Irena cannot remember who she is, where she came from, or how she ended up alone in a dark forest wearing only a nightgown, but none of that matters as much as the fact that the vile creatures holding her captive seem intent on having her for dinner. Fate intervenes, however, when a mysterious, handsome warrior arrives in the nick of time to save her.

Darrius has always known that one day he would be forced by the power within him to claim a woman, and after he rescues the beautiful, innocent Irena he decides to make her his own. But the feisty girl will require more than just the protection Darrius can offer. She will need both his gentle, loving care and his firm hand applied to her bare bottom whenever she is naughty.

Irena soon finds herself quivering with desire as Darrius masters her virgin body completely, and she delights in her new life as his little girl. But Darrius is much more than an ordinary sellsword, and being his wife will mean belonging to him utterly, to be taken hard and often in even the most shameful of ways. When the truth of her own identity is revealed at last, will she still choose to remain by his side?

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