Page 27 of Warped

CHAPTER 26: BINX

“W ait!” I shout.

To my surprise, Traven actually does.

The paddle does not come down across my exposed bottom, but when I wrench my head around to look at him over my shoulder, I see him standing with the paddle poised to spank me.

“What’s the matter?” Traven asks with a touch of mockery in his voice. “Are you afraid to accept the punishment you have coming?”

God , the man is infuriating.

My face floods with the heat of my anger, and my pussy floods with an equal amount of heat to match. I think part of that is because some of the Fire lube dripped onto my folds, but most of it is Traven’s doing.

Traven and that bad attitude of his.

I can’t even begin to explain it, but there’s something about the Warp pilot’s inveterate assholery that turns me on like all get out.

And based on the way his hard cock is starting to jump and dribble precum, I’d say my bad attitude has a similar effect on him.

“I’m not afraid of you,” I tell him. “I told you I can handle whatever you’re dishing out, and I meant it.”

“Then why did you ask me to wait?”

Now a different kind of heat comes rushing into my face. I had thought the past two days aboard the Nomad had stripped me of the last vestiges of my shame, but apparently I was wrong. The Warp really is full of surprises.

“S’matter, woman? Cat got your tongue?”

Traven’s sneer gives me an extra surge of defiance. It’s precisely what I need to overcome my embarrassment at my inappropriate desires.

“I want to see it,” I tell him. “I want to see what I look like with the biggest plug inside me.”

Traven smirks.

“Fair enough.”

“Fair enough, indeed,” says Rek. “ Nomad , give us a bed view, please. Other side. Now zoom in. A little more. Perfect.”

Until now, the wall imagers have been displaying the files from my datastick, the incriminating messages that got me into this mess in the first place. Now, as Rek speaks his commands to the ship’s computer, the image changes. A live video of the bed appears, with me on top of it on all fours, and Traven standing behind me, paddle at the ready. Then the view swings around and zooms in on my own barenaked ass…

And the bejeweled end of the buttplug that is buried deep inside it.

“See?” Rek says gently. “What did I tell you, sweetheart? Your ass is absolutely beautiful.”

He is the sugar to Traven’s spice, and his sweetness makes me every bit as horny as Traven’s jerkitude. As a matter of fact, I can literally see my own pussy growing wetter up there on the big screen. But the real focus of my attention is the faceted gemstone centered on my other hole, which is being stretched and filled by the massive plug within.

I don’t know if I would call it beautiful, as Rek just did, but it’s definitely hot. Hot because I know the real reason that plug is inside me. The warpers are training my ass to receive their hard cocks. Before this journey is over, I will feel both of them back there. Both of their long, thick shafts. Both of their hot, sticky loads.

But first, I have a spanking to survive.

“That’s a good view,” Traven chuckles. “It will allow you to bear witness to the devastation I’m about to wreak on your impertinent little ass. And it will give you a chance to see why this here paddle is so special…”

He places the flat side of the paddle against my bottom again and rubs it back and forth. Then he draws it back again in preparation.

I’ve already asked him to wait once, and I’m tempted to do so again, but I have a feeling it would be futile this time around. No amount of pleading can save me now. Traven is determined to punish me for my supposed bad behavior, and I’m determined to take it like a big girl. I want to show him that I’m tough, that I’m brave, that I’m a fighter. I think that’s what he wants from me. I know it’s what I want from myself.

The paddle whistles softly as he swings it.

Wap!

The impact rocks me forward on the bed, forcing a gasp from my open lips. Then the pain comes, a slow blossoming heat that spreads across my backside like a wildfire.

“Look at the screen, sweetheart,” Rek says, his voice a gentle counterpoint to the rough blow I just suffered.

I raise my eyes to the screen.

The wall imager is still displaying an oversized picture of my bottom with the glittering jewel of the anal plug in the center, but now my skin is starting to change. In the aftermath of the blow, a broad pink welt is spreading across my backside, and the words tooled upon the paddle’s leather surface are now imprinted onto my punished flesh. This time, the words are turned the right way around so I can read them, one on each cheek…

TRAVENREK

“Your ass is our property now,” Traven explains, his voice deep and rumbling with arousal. “That means we can do whatever we want with it. We can spank it, we can plug it, we can eat it, and we can fuck it… What do you think about that, woman?”

I want to lie and tell him I don’t like it. I am a free woman, and my body doesn’t belong to anyone but myself. But the truth of the matter is right there on the wall imager for everyone to see, myself included.

My pussy is so wet it’s dripping.

“Yeah,” Traven says. “That’s what I thought. Now then, let’s continue with your punishment, shall we?”

I turn a plaintive eye toward Rek, who is still kneeling on the bed beside me.

“Won’t you help me?” I ask.

Traven interrupts before his partner has a chance to answer: “We’ve already been through this, woman. Rek is not going to save you from being spanked.”

“That’s not what I meant.” I drop my eyes to the front of Rek’s sweatpants, which are jutting like the prow of a ship. “I just want some help to keep from crying out.”

“Sure thing, sweetheart.”

Rek moves around in front of me and shoves his sweatpants down his meaty legs. His hard cock springs free, right in my face. The head is plump and glistening with precum. My mouth waters at the sight of it. Rek weaves his fingers through my hair and clutches a fistful.

“Open up like a good girl,” he purrs.

I part my lips, and he slowly slides into me, filling my mouth with his hardness and heat. I can feel his heartbeat pulsing against my tongue, and I can taste the salty-sweet nectar of his precum.

“Damn,” Rek groans above me. “Your mouth feels so fucking perfect, sweetheart.”

I want to tell him that his cock feels perfect too, but I have to settle for a muffled moan instead.

From behind me, Traven’s voice rumbles.

“Now are you ready, woman?”

“ Mm-hm… ”

“Very well then, let us continue. Seeing as this is your first time being punished in such a manner, I’m going to go easy on you. Ten blows… think you can handle that?”

“ Mm-hm .”

“Good.”

He draws back and swings, and the flat of the paddle slaps my ass a second time, reigniting the flames scorching my skin. A third blow follows shortly after, slightly harder than the previous two. In addition to striking my exposed cheeks, the paddle also pushes against the bejeweled end of the anal plug, driving it momentarily deeper into my ass.

I moan around Rek’s long, thick shaft. I wish I could say it is a sound of pain, but that is not entirely the case.

Each fresh blow of the paddle jostles the plug inside me, and with that jostling comes a growing sensation of pleasure that is at once familiar and alien to me. Familiar, because I have experienced it many times over the past two days. Alien, because I’ve never experienced it in that part of my body before.

I don’t understand how this is possible. It shouldn’t be happening, but it is.

I’m about to come… back there.

Wap! Wap! Wap!

Just as my pleasure is on the verge of peaking, the spanking stops. I’m anticipating one more blow, the one that will push me over the edge into my climax, but it doesn’t come. With a needy whimper, I slide my mouth off Rek’s hard cock and cast a questioning look over my shoulder at Traven.

“Why did you stop?” I whine.

Traven smirks. “Weren’t you keeping count, woman?”

“Yes. You only spanked me nine times.”

“Nine plus the one I gave you to start with. That’s ten blows, exactly as promised.” His smirk widens into a grin. “But I’d be willing to give you a few more, if you ask nicely.”

I suppose he’s right, I could ask him nicely, but I have an even better idea.

“Fuck you,” I whisper sweetly. “Is that really the best you can do?”

The smile slides off Traven’s handsome face, and his eyes burn with a dark inner fire.

“Woman, you just earned yourself ten more.”

I face forward and wrap my lips around Rek’s hard cock just before the first blow falls. The impact of the paddle jolts my whole body forward, driving Rek’s dick deep into the back of my throat. Tears flood my eyes and spill down my cheeks.

“Mmpgh!”

Wap! Wap! Wap!

Each time the paddle lands, the plug inside me shifts a little, rekindling that delicious pressure I felt building within me before. The blows are like a countdown to a bomb going off, and with the tenth, I achieve detonation.

The ensuing climax is so intense that it leaves me seeing stars. When my vision finally clears and I come back to my senses, I’m lying on my back on the bed, and the two warpers are leaning over me with curious expressions on their faces.

“You alright, sweetheart,” Rek asks.

“I’m better than alright,” I answer, panting. “I think I just came , but…”

“But what?”

“I think I came in my… in my…”

My voice catches, unable to complete the shameful sentence, so Traven finishes it for me.

“In your ass?”

The big warper has set the paddle aside, and now he reaches down between my legs to touch the gemstone nestled below my pussy. He pushes it rhythmically with two of his fingers, pumping it slightly. Almost instantly, I feel that forbidden pleasure mounting within me again.

“Traven, wait!” I gasp. “Don’t do that! You’re going to make me…”

“Come.”

This time, he is not completing my sentence for me. He is issuing a command—a command which I am powerless to disobey. A second, even bigger climax rocks me, and a full minute passes before I am able to speak again.

“How?” I ask. “How can I come back there? ”

Now it’s Rek’s turn to touch me. He reaches down and strokes my wet pussy, making me shiver with pleasure, then he slowly draws his fingers up the front of my body, leaving a sensation of hot, sexy tingles in their wake.

“Do you really have to ask that question, sweetheart? We’re in the Warp. Damn near anything is possible here, at least when it comes to a woman’s pleasure. I’ve never actually witnessed it first hand til now, but I’ve heard plenty of stories. Stories about women who become so sensitive in the Warp they can come with almost any part of their body—in their pussy, in their mouth, in their ass.”

Oh God… am I one of those women?

I must be, because there’s no denying the explosion of pleasure I just experienced, and there’s no question about where it happened either.

Traven’s fingers are still touching me down there, gently circling the rim of my plugged anus.

“Does it feel good having an anal orgasm?” he asks.

“What do you think?”

My answer brings a cruel smirk to the warper’s bearded face.

“Sounds like I haven’t managed to spank the sass out of her,” he says. “Does our naughty little Binx need a few more licks from the paddle?”

“No,” I tell him, and this time the dirty desperation in my voice is not feigned. “I need you inside me. I need you to stuff your big, fat cock in my ass and fuck me until I’m full of cum back there. Please…”

His face grows stone serious even as his cock starts to jump with excitement.

“Roll over,” he commands.

I obey without question. Traven takes hold of the anal plug by its base and slowly pulls it out of me.