Held by Luna Voss
19
Barion
I’m reeling with excitement as I head to the bridge to check in with Korva. He has to be done with Jenyta by this point.
Sure enough, he’s sitting alone when I enter.
“How did that go?” I ask, gesturing to the captain’s chair where he was spanking her not long ago.
He sticks out his tongue. “She’s a fucking handful. But I think she knows better now than to take a risk like that again.”
“Where is she?”
“She’s in her cabin taking some space. I told her to come out whenever she’s ready to fly the ship.”
I nod, then turn around and head back to where Melyta is waiting for me. I’m eager to return to her. Disciplining her like this feels like old times, like the dynamic we used to have. It’s comfortable. Familiar. Intimate.
It also makes my cock fucking hard to see her submitting, and to know that it feels as natural for her as it does for me. She was made for me, that woman. Every inch of her. Every moment of her heat.
My cock is practically oozing with pre-cum by the time I return to my wife. Fuck, she has such an effect on me. I close the door behind me and am pleased to see that Melyta is exactly where I left her. In the corner, naked, plugged.
“Just where I left you,” I murmur. “Good girl, Melyta. I think we both know you would have been in a lot of trouble if I had come back and found you anywhere else.”
She shifts her weight slightly, but otherwise doesn’t react. I walk up slowly behind her, noticing the way her muscles tense as I approach.
“We needed this, didn’t we, vulta?” I whisper, tracing my fingers down her spine. “We needed this reminder of who we are to each other.”
“Yes, Vostra,” she replies softly.
I slip a hand between her legs and am pleased to discover that the entire area is coated in wetness. She lets out a little moan. I smirk.
“Don’t get too excited, vulta. You’ll be going to bed wet and desperate tonight.”
She releases a throaty, frustrated groan, and I respond by giving her a sharp spank.
“You asked for this. If you want me to make that little pussy feel good, you need to earn it.”
“Why can’t I earn it tonight?”
“Because I said so. If you ask me again, you’re going to get a spank, not an answer.”
She pouts adorably, but doesn’t otherwise continue to argue.
“Good decision,” I growl into her ear. “Are you ready for the rest of your punishment?”
No answer.
“Melyta,” I growl, pulling her hair slightly, “I’m waiting for a reply.”
Slowly, she nods.
I grab her wrist and lead her back over to the bed. “Okay, we’ll get started. Get back over my knee.”
Melyta allows me to position her over my knee just the way she was before, and I feel my cock returning to its full stiffness at the sight of her naked ass splayed across my lap.
When she submits to me completely, I’m going to replace that plug with my cock.
“You can expect to find yourself like this a lot more often if you keep breaking rules,” I warn her, warming up her ass with a couple of medium-intensity spanks. “I’ve been too lax with you lately, and that was my mistake. It ends now.”
She whimpers as I increase the strength of my swats, enjoying the way she squeezes her ass around the plug.
“Ow! Vostra, you’re spanking me hard!”
I don’t let up. “Hopefully it will get through to you, then. That mark on your neck means I own your orgasms. Not you. You want to touch yourself without me, that’s fine. You want to come, you get my permission or you get your naughty little ass spanked.”
“What if you don’t give me permission?” she squeaks, her voice trembling.
“Then you wait,” I growl. “Then you wait, however horny and frustrated you are, until your Vostra says that you’re allowed. That’s what I expect from you.”
“Not fair,” she grunts, tensing as I deliver another spank.
“It’s exactly fair,” I smirk, pausing her spanking for a moment to press on the butt plug with my thumb. “In fact, I seem to remember a certain naughty little vulta asking me just yesterday to be more strict with her. Or did I misunderstand that?”
She groans.
“What was that?”
“No,” she whimpers, “you didn’t misunderstand.”
“That’s what I thought,” I hiss, pressing on the plug again and enjoying the way it makes her squirm. “My vulta needs this as much as I do. That’s why you couldn’t use your power when they took the mining ship, isn’t it? You weren’t getting what you needed from your mate.”
Hesitantly, she nods.
“Don’t worry,” I say, starting to spank her again in earnest. “We’re going to get all of that back. Before we take back the Dultaz Family, we’re going to get back to where we were. I’m going to make you feel like my owned little treasure again. And I’ll be spanking your bottom whenever I need to.”
Very loudly, Melyta lets out something between a gasp, a whimper, and a moan. Her ass clenches tight, causing the jeweled base of the plug to almost disappear.
And then every object in the room goes flying. Suitcases, clothing, pillows, a chair, all of it launches away from us, creating an incredible crash.
“Oops,” says Melyta guiltily, glancing up at me.
I grin, looking down at her. It never fails to thrill me when she uses her power, even when it’s not on purpose. It’s such a clear demonstration of our bond. Of the fact that we were meant to be together.
“Do you think you’ve learned your lesson, vulta?” I whisper, giving her butt a pat.
She bats her eyes, her cheeks flushed. “Almost,” she tells me in a small voice. “Usually I… get some attention after. Even if I’m not allowed to come,” she finishes quickly, as though to make clear to me she understands and accepts that expectation.
I can’t resist smirking. “Such a naughty girl. You want me to fuck your punishment hole, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she whimpers, arching her back enticingly. “It doesn’t… it doesn’t feel… complete, without it.”
I give the plug a little flick with my finger. “Believe me, vulta, you’re going to get what you want. First, though, I’m going to have you get on your knees for me.”
