shorts around my shins, once again creating the feeling of bondage without actually being bound.
“I’m going to beat you tonight. Welt this pert little ass.” She squeezes my ass. “But first…” Malone palms my pussy and spears two fingers into me. I can hear how wet I am, and my skin heats, though I can’t begin to say if it’s in embarrassment or desire.
She strokes me idly, as if she doesn’t have me pinned to the mat in the middle of a brightly lit gym. As if she has all the time in the world and intends to make use of it.
The door opens, and I tense, but Malone doesn’t stop the slow slide of her fingers in and out of my pussy. From my position, I can see Sara nearly miss a step before they continue into the room. They glance at me, and I can’t help picturing how I must look right now. My face and bare breasts pressed against the mat, my ass in the air, Malone’s fingers buried inside me. A little slut, that’s all I am, because I swear I get wetter knowing we have an audience.
Sara clears their throat and focuses on the woman currently finger fucking me. “There’s a small issue with one of our shipments. The one that was late.”
“How small?” She sounds perfectly normal, as if she’s sitting behind her desk instead of down on the floor with me. How often does she fuck in front of her people? This isn’t the first time; despite Sara’s initial surprise, they don’t seem the least bit uncomfortable with this situation.
“I can handle it. But I figured you’d like to know. We were missing about ten percent of the promised goods.”
I might as well not even be here for all they’re paying attention to me. Humiliation heats my skin, desire chasing on its heels. Malone only makes it worse when she wedges a third finger into me and uses her thumb to stroke my clit. I bite my lips hard to keep from moaning. Gods, if they don’t end this conversation soon, I’m going to come all over her hand in front of Sara while they give their report.
I want to.
Fuck, I want to.
“Ten percent,” Malone muses. “That’s bold of them to think we wouldn’t notice.”
“I expect they did realize we’d notice and hoped to provoke a reaction.”
“Agreed.” She doesn’t pick up her pace, just keeps idly fucking me. “Very well. Make an example. Nothing deadly; it’s not worth the headache. But ensure they know we won’t allow this ‘mistake’ again.”
I’m shaking. I can’t seem to stop. I bite my lip so hard, I taste blood, but I can’t stop the whimper that slips free. Sara glances down at me again, expression still unreadable. “Will you be available if things get messy?”
“Of course.” Malone picks up her pace the slightest bit, edging me closer and closer to coming. “If that’s all?”
“It is.” Sara ducks their head and moves to the door. They pause before leaving. “Want me to lock this behind me?”
“No.”
Then Sara is gone. The door barely swings shut behind them when Malone withdraws her fingers and gives my pussy a slap harsh enough to jolt me. “You’re holding out.”
“No, Mistress,” I grind out.
“Liar.” She rubs my clit, and I can’t help sobbing out my exhale. “This pussy is mine for the duration. If I want you to come in front of Sara, then you come in front of Sara. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mistress,” I whisper. The rebuke, the humiliation, only makes this hotter. I arch my back a little, a subtle offering that she notices immediately. She picks up her pace, hurtling toward an orgasm that’s already curling my toes. I moan. “Mistress, please let me come.”
“I shouldn’t.” She still sounds like she’s musing even as she works my body. “I should leave you hanging on the edge after that little bit of defiance. You think you’re in charge, Aurora, but you are most assuredly not.”
“Please.”
“Oh, very well.”
My orgasm crests, washing away everything but this woman. How does she do this every time? How does she manage to break me into minuscule pieces? We’re not even doing anything particularly intense when it comes to kink, at least not on the surface, but everything is intense with Malone involved. She breathes intensity, and I crave the taste.
She eases me onto my back. My shorts are tangled around my ankles and my legs splayed, and the look she gives my pussy… I lick my