The Alien's Mark (Captives of Pra'kir Book 4) by Megan Michaels

Author:Megan Michaels [Michaels, Megan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Megan Michaels
Published: 2017-05-18T16:00:00+00:00

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Xan pulled his rolling stool up to the foot of the table, twisting the light to shine brightly on her vaginal area. He cringed, looking at the bruised, rounded cheeks. Her little ass would be sore for days from the recent attention. He’d have to find other measures to discipline her for the next few days.

That’ll be no problem.

Although, he preferred to spank, loving the feel of the soft flesh wobbling and warming under his hand, or the pleasing crack and jarring of flesh under a paddle or belt, he was not averse to using plugs, corner-time, enemas, or whatever other punishments he had in his arsenal.

He ran his finger along a wide red swath across her lower left buttock. She clenched as much as the stirrups would allow. He growled in disapproval, and she quickly relaxed them again. It appeared she’d be more work than even he had anticipated.

Strong-willed didn’t even begin to describe this girl’s makeup. But most intelligent women were. They knew what they wanted and had enough reasoning to know how to get it—or how to manipulate their way to their goal.

His girl? His girl would yield to him in all things. Whether she learned the easy way or the hard way mattered very little to him.

Now to test that the communicator wasn’t functioning, he’d ask a question that would upset her. “When was the last time she was bathed, Ganza? She has a stench on her.” He waited a brief moment, peeping around her legs to check her facial expression.

She stared at the ceiling wide-eyed— calm, no sign of anger…or distress.

“It appears the translator has been cancelled, and our patient is calm maybe even a little subdued. We should enjoy the reprieve, Ganza. I’m thinking this is unusual. At least we know we can have a rest whenever necessary.”

“She is a wild one, Sir. Are all the women from the spacecraft like this?” Ganza sprayed his hands with a spray sealant—making them not only sterile but protected from any cuts or scrapes which would leave him open for transmission of diseases or the mixing of their blood.

“They’re more spirited than our women from Pra’kir, no doubt, but I think, even by their standards, she has to be more stubborn and fiery than most.” He reached for the speculum, his fingers gently spread her labia, and, as expected, she jumped, her knees knocking together. Releasing her labia, he lightly patted her hip, reaching up to pry her legs open again, tapping the inside of her thigh in admonition to keep them open.

He eased her puffy lips open, the vulva shiny with her juices, pushing the metal duck-billed instrument into her channel, locking it in the open position, then adjusting the light, he then reached for the next implement.

Ganza slapped the pain inhibitor into his hand and sprayed it liberally inside her, taking no chance she’d experience any pain. He tested the area with the tines of a gadget, observing no facial reaction from his very lethargic and peaceful patient.

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