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to heat and sting her light flesh. Her narrow bottom jiggled in a pleasing way, and a quick glance towards Ari showed me evidence of the bulge in his trousers similar to mine. He winked at me, and I winked back. Katie was gorgeous, and I’m sure he thought as I did of her in our arms, with us buried in her cunt, her mouth and her ass.
    She must have presented an inspiring sight to my friend, and I was determined to give both him a show and Katie a surprise. As her punishment, I would take her to the edge of bearable pain, and once done, I would turn her pain into pleasure.
    I slapped her harder this time, and she tried to lift herself. I gave her some time to process the sting, but instead of settling she stayed tense.
    “Don’t fight me,” I told her, “it will only hurt more.”
    “Damn you,” she spat out in an astonishing act of defiance.
    I’d been lulled into thinking she was accepting her punishment, but she was no more doing that than accepting our proposal of protection and marriage.
    I smacked her again, just as hard. “Cursing, my dear, is vulgar and beneath you. I am no longer counting the blows, but will continue until I see fit. Ari, I think you should find your birch.”
    “Not man enough to punish a woman on your own,” she challenged.
    “I think you provoke me intentionally, sweetheart.”
    I aimed my next blow to connect with the tender spot at the top of her left thigh. “Don’t worry,” I told her, following with an equaliser to the other side, “I’m man enough for you, and more than happy to prove it. The thin bite of Ari’s birch will make an interesting counterpoint to the broad burn and deep thud of the paddle that hangs behind the door. It will give you a small taste of what we have to offer.”
    “We make quite a team. You’ll find a number of women in Auckland’s brothels will attest to that,” Ari added.
    “You are nothing but colonial brutes.”
    “This is for your own good, Katie. We have boundaries because we care about you, but you will submit to us if you are to stay in this house. If you still wish to leave in the morning, we will assist you with your passage back to England. But you will not run from this house to wander single around Kotuku, Auckland, or any other part of this country when you are under our protection. Do you understand?”
    I punctuated the last three words with six hard blows. When I stopped, my own breathing heavy, I heard her muffled sobs. I’d taken her to a place of emotional release, but she needed more.
    “Five more. Count them for me.”
    “Please,” she sobbed, “I can’t.”
    “You can, and you will.” I smacked her again, more gentle this time but over a well-reddened spot of her bottom that would reignite the heat that simmered there. As I waited, I felt the lift of her hips despite her tears. Her musky scent was stronger now, and I felt Ari’s eyes on me. I nodded to him.
    Ari sat himself on the floor near her head. Her hair was loose, and he took it from her face and rubbed a thumb through her tears. “Count for us, dear Katie, you’re nearly there.”
    Her chest was heaving, and again her hips lifted, asking for more, then settled to push deep against my hard cock. I was certain she had little idea what she was doing, but her natural instinct was close to perfection.
    “One.”
    It was barely a whisper, more an exhalation, but it was enough. I smacked her again, and she uttered a soft moan. It was a sound of desire rather than pain. With all her provocation, I was curious as to whether she was asking for more. Wanting something deeper that some women needed, even though she likely had little idea of what her need was.
    “Good girl,” I murmured, stroking her buttock before giving her another slap.
    She buried her head in Ari’s lap.
    “Two,” she said. The word was almost driven into his cock. Her pelvis forced against mine was torturous, and it must have been as difficult for Ari, feeling her hot breath over his hard