War Bride by Tilton Emily

Author:Tilton, Emily
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2020-07-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Kara looked into Gregor’s face, feeling her brow knit hard. His hand on her bottom, like a reminder of the whipping, seemed to steal away most of her thoughts.

He did have a plan—she understood that much at least. The details of it seemed terribly confusing, though, especially with his hand on her backside, his fingertips exploring her so intimately. In her mouth she could still taste him, too—the salty, musky flavor of his hard cock and the strange, acrid taste of what he had made her swallow.

Kara’s heart had jumped when Gregor had held her head down and told her she must accept his semen in her mouth. That arrogant warning, though, and the feeling of helpless degradation, had also made her clench down there. With hot cheeks she had tried to do her best, tried to please her new master as he deserved—for Kara couldn’t help thinking he did deserve it.

She would never have believed herself capable of feeling that way about any man, least of all the man to whom an enemy officer had given her. Nevertheless, something in her that did not, she knew, depend on the wand—but which the wand had brought out—could see that Gregor had earned her obedience. Crazy as the Kara of this morning would have thought it, Gregor’s Kara, the war bride given to a man, had struggled desperately to suck her master’s hard penis like a good girl, though he drove it deep into her throat in search of his pleasure.

When he had come, and the thick seed had spurted in her mouth, it had tasted odd, and a little bitter. Kara had felt proud, despite herself and even though that very pride had brought yet more heat to her face. She couldn’t help it: to know that she had brought so much pleasure to Gregor’s cock, and that she had done the lewd thing she had never done before, and swallowed a man’s hot load... Well, didn’t that make her his special girl, just like Gregor had said?

“But...” Unna was saying. “I... I can’t.”

Kara frowned. Something about Unna’s way of protesting seemed to her to have a great deal to do with Gregor’s plan. Unna’s face had gone very red. Kara remembered the way the colonel had paid the tall, brown-haired girl a certain amount of special attention—though of course it had all come in his high-handed Magisterian manner, he had seemed to take a great deal of interest in getting Unna’s clothes off. The sight of the little-girlish polka-dot panties had seemed to move the colonel very greatly, too—and he had definitely wanted to be the one to whip Unna over the table, before Gregor had intervened.

Gregor looked at Unna very seriously now.

“Remember that we’re in private, Unna,” he said.

Kara’s frown deepened. Something about the emphasis Gregor had just put on Unna’s name made her think that understanding this plan would require thinking through another layer of the situation, a deeper one. She looked at Frela, the woman she had always considered the smartest person she knew.

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