“Did you wish your daughter and her mate to see you this way? Naked and collared? In my chamber at my feet?”
Leora stilled, panting.
He slapped her ass and made his voice sharp. “Did you?”
“No, master.” The sullenness was adorable. He loved all her resistance only because it told him she felt safe enough to rebel. He’d seen her interact in the palatial pod. She had self-control. Intelligence. Reserve. So her anger with him felt personal. Precious.
Or maybe it was just his own ego wanting to believe they’d shared some spark.
“So when I keep you from appearing in a hologram and revealing yourself, it is for your protection. I am your master. I make the decisions about what’s best for you. Do I not?”
She sagged over his legs, more defeated than if he’d lit her bottom on fire again. “Yes, master.” Her voice came as little more than a whisper now. “I’m sorry,” she croaked. “I did not understand the technology—that I would be seen.”
Of course she didn’t. The agrifarm where Daneth had found her had been highly primitive. The slaves had dwelled in tents and worked with their bare fingers tending plants. When they’d seen holograms of them, she and Lamira had been covered in mud; possibly they did it themselves to hide their beauty from the guards.
He stroked her slender back. She’d just found Lily, who had been taken from Leora when she was three to be conditioned and trained for sex slavery, only to have her daughter take little interest in the family reunion—choosing instead to stay with Rok to train the humans. She still had to be hungry for any contact with the girl.
He lifted her to her feet. For the first time, she appeared subdued, her head bowed, the lovely copper waves falling in her face. With her wrists cuffed behind her, her breasts were pulled apart, showcasing their pert shape even more. His mouth watered because he longed to suck those pretty little nipples until they grew stiff and hard.
“Do not move.”
He stood from the hover chair and strode to the box of implements Daneth had brought for her punishments. He selected a butt plug with a bushy animal tail attached and coated it with lubricant from a pump bottle. Daneth had provided the implements and explanations of why they worked well for human females. He chose the animal tail because it would serve the purpose of humbling Leora without causing her pain.
Leora eyed it as he returned, but he doubted she understood what it was.
“You have displeased me, Leora. Lie back over my lap.”
To his delight, she went easily, accepting his discipline. He pried her butt cheeks open and worked the rounded tip of the plug against her anus.
She immediately seized up, squeezing her cheeks together, her back bowing, legs lifting in the air, her body stiffened over his knees.
He had to suppress a chuckle as he slapped the backs of her thighs three times each.
“Ow, you brute,” she spluttered.
“Leora.” He made his voice hard and firm, disapproval and disappointment lacing the words. “Open your bottom for your punishment. Now.”
“Wh-what is it?”
“A tail. If you are going to bite like an animal, you will be treated like a beast. The tail will remain in place until you’ve shown me you deserve to be treated as a human again.”
She whimpered but gradually, by degrees, relaxed her legs and bottom until she sagged over his lap.
He rubbed the tip over her anus once more. “Take a deep breath.”
She obeyed.
“Exhale.”
As she blew out her breath, he pushed the plug forward. She gasped and tried to clench again, but it was too late, and she must have realized clenching only hurt her rectal muscles because she immediately let go.
He eased the plug forward, going slowly as he stretched her wide to pass the largest part of the bulbous plug through.
She mewled, rubbing the toes of one foot against the other in agitation but otherwise remaining perfectly still for him. The plug sank into her, the largest part inside now, only the neck stretching her little ring of muscle. The bushy tail trailed down the back of her legs. It would not cause any damage, only discomfort, and probably quite a bit of arousal.
His cock jumped and lurched with excitement—it looked so beautiful, as if her ass had been begging for this adornment, which showed off her exquisite round curves.
“You will take your spanking with the tail in place, which should remind you who you belong to. Will you bite me again, little one?”