Chapter 117
Mason
Alyssa gazes at me, her eyes wide and trusting. The sight hits me hard, a wave of protectiveness washing over me. If today had gone differently, she wouldn’t be here right now. She’d be dead. Beaten to death by her husband. I was so tipset I couldn’t even speak to her when King and Niko told me she was going to leave with Isaac. Then, after Gray got arrested, she ran off without telling any of us.
I know King’s chastising himself, thinking that if he had been more in control of his own emotions, if Niko and he had been out to stop her, they could’ve prevented this. But the truth is, there was no way in hell any of us would’ve kept our cool around that asshole without getting arrested ourselves.
Even Gray couldn’t keep it together. But it’s not like I can say I’m not glad he defended Alyssa–for fucking once since she’s been back. It was a long time coming.
In King’s office, we discussed how we should punish her. King was adamant that he wanted to make sure we don’t cause her any real physical or emotional harm–not to her or the baby. But we still need to remind her of the consequences. And, as much as I’m worried about pushing her too far, I know she needs this.
The first punishment was gentle, even though she enjoyed it more than we expected. King watched her like a hawk while we fed her, making sure she was okay. And even though it was lowkey a funishment, at least she’s no longer starving herself.
The way she ate our cum–Niko’s idea, of course–was hotter than I expected. Watching her devour every drop, I couldn’t take my eyes away. And earlier, when Niko was sucking King’s dick…my mind wandered. I caught myself imagining what it would feel like if Nika did that to me. It should’ve disgusted me, but instead, there was this pull, this curiosity. Then, I came so fucking hard, picturing both Alyssa and Niko giving me a blowjob together.
I mean, I’m not even sure I’m actually ready for something like that, but they’ve made it clear this is a safe space to explore things I didn’t know I was even questioning until I joined this dynamic. The idea of acting out that fantasy still scares the hell out of me, but watching? I’m good with that. For now.
It’s time for Alyssa’s second round of punishment. We wanted to use a spanking bench, but we worried it would press too much on her stomach. Even though she’s still early in her pregnancy, we don’t want to take any chances. So instead, I’ll be holding her over my lap while they take turns flogging her ass.
Niko ties her hands in front of her and guides her over my lap. I make sure her stomach’s not crushed beneath me, but as she settles, her pussy brushes against my aching cock. A groan slips from my lips before I can stop it. Her mouth twitches in
response.
She kno
She knows exactly the effect she has on me, and I can’t help but fall deeper in love with our reckless, stubborn little goddess.
Too bad King’s about to wipe that adorable smirk off her face.
I watch as King massages her ass, his hands squeezing each check. Alyssa bites her lip, her eyes darkening with lust. Niko grabs a black flogger, silently handing it over to King. Alyssa’s eyes widen, and she glances back at them, her voice shaky.
“I…I don’t think I can handle that,” she stammers.
“Yes, 1
s, you can, little warrior,” I say, my tone soft but firm. “You were going to handle Isaac on your own. This will be nothing
Niko crouches beside us, kissing the crown of her hair. “He’s right. You’ve got this, sweet girl”
King leans down, planting a kiss on each of her cheeks before he gets to work, propping her ass and spreading her legs apart. to expose all of her to us. “She’s already dripping,” he murmurs, dipping his head down to swipe his tongue through her slick folds. Alyssa moans loudly, but King pulls back immediately–a clear warning she shouldn’t be enjoying this.
“What’s your safe word, kitten?” King asks, his voice a low growl that thickens the tension in the air.
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When she hesitates, le sacks her ass with his hand, sending a shockwave through her borly.
“Red” she yelps.
“Good girl. King murmurs, soothing his handl over the mark he just made,
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He pulls her head back by her ponytail, bringing her lips to his in a deep kiss. “Do you trust me?” he whispers, his mouth. brushing over hers.
“Yes,” she says sincerely, her eyes locked with lils. “I trust all of you.”
King’s face remains stoic, but his eyes flash. Then, prove it. Because today didn’t reflect that. I’m going to strike you fifty times, Alyssa. Every time you’re about to come, you will tell me. And if you come without permission, we’ll start back from. one. Do you understand?”
She nods quickly, her voice a soft whisper. “Yes, Daddy.”
I watch King, his dominance on full display. Something about the way he carries himself with such confidence stirs something in me. It’s not just the way he handles Alyssa–it’s the way he takes charge, the way he commands respect without even breaking a sweat.
It’s almost like I’m starting to see it from a different perspective, I realize that when I’m with them, I’m not just following along anymore; I’m beginning to feel like I belong here. Like I fit in with them in a way I never did before. And it makes me feel stronger…more confident…more me.
Without warning, the first lash of the flogger lands on her backside, the loud crack echoing in the room. Her body jerks forward, but I hold her down with my hand between her shoulder blades, keeping her steady. Her breath hitches, and my cock hardens against her, the sensation making my pulse race.
Alyssa’s eyes well with tears, and I can’t ignore the pang of guilt that stabs me in the chest. How can I sit here, watching her cry, and still feel turned on? But then I remind myself that this for her own good. She needs this–needs us to punish her to correct her behavior, but I also can’t deny the way my body responds to her helplessness.
God, I’m as fucked up as King and Niko are
I did some reading on BDSM. I know spankings can trigger an emotional release, and I think that’s what King’s aiming for- he wants to break her down in order to rebuild her after everything that happened today. Honestly, I’m curious to see if he can actually do it.
But knowing King, he’ll succeed. If there’s one thing he’s good at, it’s reading her body, knowing exactly what she needs.
I wipe the tear from Alyssa’s cheek before she can even register “You’re doing great, little warrior,” I whisper, my voice hushed and soothing. “Get this over with, and you get to grind your little, greedy pussy against my piercing until you come. You want that, don’t you?”
She shudders in response. “Yes, please!‘ she cries out in desperation.
King flashes me a smirk before shifting his attention back to Alyssa. “Count for me. Now, kitten.”
“O–One,” she blurts out.
“Good girl” He brings the flogger down hard on her other cheek
She whimpers, squirming in my lap. “Two.”
My cock brushes against her skin, and I feel my arousal surge, the need to satisfy us both almost overwhelming. But we’re at two, for fuck’s sake. None of us will be coming anytime soon.
I wonder how long it’ll take before we can give her both the emotional and physical release she deserves tonight.
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