Lakyn blinked in surprise, unsure for a few seconds she’d heard him right. He wanted her to take off all of her clothes? Standing right here in front of him? Seriously? When she didn’t immediately respond, Juan frowned.
“What part of my command is confusing,Cariña?”
Taking a deep breath, she reached for the hem of the t-shirt she’d put on after her shower. Pulling it slowly over her head, she felt her nipples tighten into stiff peaks at his blatant stare. His pointed look at her yoga pants was a clear indication he was getting tired of waiting, and Lakyn saw stalling wasn’t going to work to her advantage, so she tucked her thumbs in the waistbandand skimmed the form-fitting pants down her legs, leaving them on the floor.
“When we tell you to strip, we’ll expect you to fold your clothing neatly and hand it to us.”
It took her a few seconds to register his instructions, and when she bent to retrieve her shirt and pants from the floor, she couldn’t help but notice his erection straining against the zipper of his faded jeans. The evidenceof his attraction was oddly empowering. It was good to know she affected him in a way that wasn’t steeped in frustration.
She started to hand the folded clothes to Juan but Trac stepped forward, taking them from her while Juan sat on the edge of the bed. When he wrapped his large hand around her wrist, he didn’t give her time to wonder what he planned. With a swift pull, Lakyn found herself drapedover his lap with her ass peaked high enough, she knew her bare and very wet pussy was displayed for the entire world to see. Her hands were moving over the smooth wooden surface of the bedroom floor, trying to find a comfortable position to brace herself when, without warning, the first swat seared her right ass cheek.
Holy fucking hellions!
*
Juan knew Lakynhadn’tbeen ready for the first swat—she gasped and gave a startled yelp but hadn’t said anything. He watched as the imprint of his hand bloomed a nice shade of pink over her creamy skin.
“I’m starting out easy, but I intend for this to be a lesson, so we’ll ramp things up quickly. What’s your safe word, Lakyn?”
“Easy? Oh, my fucking God.” Juan rolled his eyes at her response and looked at Trac whowas standing to the side, shaking his head. Giving her another swat, this one more intense than the first one, Juan repeated the question along with a warning about her language.
“I asked your safe word. Don’t add to your punishment by continuing to curse,Cariña.You are better than this.” Cleaning up her language was going to be one of his priorities with her, she was much too talented andbeautiful to sully it by talking like a drunken nineteen-year-old.
“Red.”
Her one-word answer made him smile. The little minx still hadn’t put herself in their care. She may have physically submitted, but her mind was still holding the reins of control in her tight grip. He didn’t challenge her for an explanation because it would only give her more time to build another wall they’d need to teardown.
“Use it if you need to,Cariña.” Giving her several solid swats without ever striking the same place twice, Juan watched as her ass turned a lovely shade of pink before the deeper shades of rose appeared. He was pleased she hadn’t noticed the mirror behind her, and he smiled when Trac stepped to the side, so Juan could see how wet her pretty pussy was becoming.
“I’m not sure we’re usingthe right punishment for our mouthy little sub. It seems like she is enjoying her punishment a little more than she should.” Trac stepped closer and slid his fingers through her wet folds. Juan smiled when her legs parted, and her back arched.
“I see what you mean. Our sub is soaking wet, I’m not sure this spanking is going to get the message across. Let’s up the stakes, shall we?” While Juanrepositioned Lakyn over the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide, Trac retrieved the plug and lube they’d planned to use when they took Lakyn to the club later tonight. Now, as part of her punishment, she’d get to wear the plug while she reunited with her brother. Perhaps the challenge of maintaining control while chatting with Cooper would help her remember to clean up her language in the future.
“Reach back and spread your cheeks, Princess.” Trac took the lead and Juan stepped back to enjoy the show. It was going to be fun to watch the tortured look on his friend’s face when he pushed into her heated flesh once he had the plug firmly in place. Her face flamed with embarrassment, and when she attempted to hide by burying her face in the soft quilt covering the bed, Trac gave her heatedass a sharp slap.
“Do not hide your face from us, Lakyn. It’s important we are able to read your body’s signals and being able to see into those stunning eyes is a large part of that.”
As Trac drizzled the cool lube at the top of her ass, Juan grinned at her gasp.
“When you’re a good girl, we’ll warm the lube for you,Cariña,but when you’re naughty, you won’t get those special considerations.”He and Trac both knew it would have been easy to use her body’s own honey as lube, God knew she was wet enough, but where would the fun be in that?
“This isn’t a large plug, but it has a couple of special features I think you’ll find make up for its diminutive size.” Juan wanted to laugh out loud at his friend’s comment—there was a reason the team referred to Trac as the King of Understatements.The plug he was slowly fucking deeper and deeper into her pretty rosette was going to light her up like the New York skyline on Independence Day.