Fated Mate Conquered - Luna Voss Page 0,5
to repeat myself. This is part of your punishment.”
I stay frozen on his lap, my thoughts paralyzed. I don’t want to disobey him, but I really, really don’t want to show him my bare ass.
Slap! Turan spanks me. “I guess we’ll do this the hard way,” he growls.
I feel my whole body buzzing with a weird anticipation as the Vostra captain hooks his fingers under my waistband and starts to pull my underwear down to my thighs. I’ve never been naked in front of a man before, much less in a situation like this. I move to stop him, reacting automatically, but he pins my wrists together and continues.
As Turan bares my bottom, I feel the beacon on my forehead start to glow involuntarily, in spite of how hard I’ve been working to keep it off.
It’s not glowing the color I expected.
Instead of the bright red that would indicate no, bad, stop, I can tell from the light on the floor in front of me that my beacon is shining gold.
Gold means turned on.
I try to turn my beacon off, but it’s no use. All I can do is keep my head pointed at the floor and hope that Turan doesn’t notice the light as my panties fall past my knees. The cool air tickles my bare ass, and every bit of attention I have is focused on the fact that I’m naked from the waist down.
“How does it make you feel, being over my knee like this with your panties around your ankles?” Turan whispers, and I feel his fingers stroking through my hair. In spite of the situation I’m in, his touch is deliciously pleasurable on my scalp. He gathers a handful from the back of my head and squeezes, sending a tingly shiver down my neck.
“It feels— it’s embarrassing,” I admit in a small voice, my heart racing. I can’t believe he’s looking at my bare ass.
“And why is it embarrassing?” Turan asks.
I pause. I wasn’t expecting a question like that, and I’m not sure how to answer it.
“Because—” I begin, trying to gather my thoughts, “because I’m an adult just like you are. I used to be on the crew of a starship. I’m responsible and I can make my own choices. But you’re treating me like like I’m a little kid or something. Like I need to be disciplined and corrected. Where I come from, grown women don’t get spanked.”
Turan chuckles. “Perhaps they should. Perhaps it would lead to an improvement in their behavior.”
The arrogance of his words sends an angry quiver through me, even as I don’t want to say anything to make my situation worse. I stay still, not answering him. What a cocky prick.
“If you’re a responsible adult who can make your own choices, that also applies to when you decided to join the Butarza Family, yes?” asks Turan, stroking his fingers lightly down one of my cheeks.
“Yes,” I mutter, already having a pretty good idea of where he’s going with this.
“And when you joined the Butarza Family, you knew that our expectations for women were very… traditional, and that there would be consequences for disobeying orders, did you not?”
“Yes,” I admit, trying to keep the frustration out of my voice. I knew all of that when I signed up. But I wasn’t prepared for the reality of it.
“Kora,” Turan says, “do you wish to leave the Butarza Family and the life of the Vostra?”
I don’t. Despite my current predicament, this is the only place for me now. I shake my head. “No,” I tell him. “I don’t.”
“Then I want to hear you say, with words, that you accept my right to discipline you.”
I exhale, my face going red. He really wants me to say that out loud?
Turan squeezes his handful of my hair, pulling my head back slightly and making me feel very dominated. “Kora?”
“I accept your right to discipline me,” I mutter, my cheeks burning.
“What’s that? Say it louder.”
“I accept your right to discipline me!”
“Good girl,” Turan whispers, and he strokes his hand down the length of my ass, his pinky finger brushing my inner thigh. My core gives an involuntary twitch, and I try futilely to hide the reaction.
“I’m going to give you a spanking on your bare bottom now,” he tells me. “Do you want to shift positions on my lap before we begin?”
I nod, feeling weirdly grateful for this offer despite my fury at the way he’s treating me. His knee digging into my stomach was starting