Gale, Avery - Rissa's Recovery [The Shadowdance Club 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Online Free PDF Page A

friend was fighting a smile. “Stand up, baby.”
    Rissa stood slowly then turned to face them both. “I–I’m scared.” Her stuttered words nearly broke Mitch’s resolve, but luckily Bryant was able to find his voice.
    “Sweetness, do you believe either of us would ever hurt you beyond what you can really endure?” When she only shook her head, he merely raised an eyebrow at her.
    “No, Sir,” she answered quickly.
    “Good girl, now before you lay yourself across Master Mitch’s lap, what are your safe words and when should you use them?” Bryant’s words were softly spoken but firm and brooked no argument.
    “Red means stop, that I can’t handle it either emotionally or physically. When I say ‘Red’ everything stops for at least the rest of that day, and we have to discuss it and decide what our next action will be.” She stopped and took a deep breath before continuing. “And ‘Yellow’ means I need things to slow down, that I’m getting close to things being too much, and you may or may not change how things are going.” Amazing that she’d retained the information Mitch had briefly explained earlier considering all she’d been through the last few days.
    “Very good, sweetness. Now lay over Master Mitch’s lap, he’ll be giving you the first half of the swats, and I’ll finish up the last half. Have you ever had a spanking, Rissa?” Bryant would have bet his last dime she had not been spanked as a child, and God knew the horrible treatment she’d experienced at the hands of her captors wouldn’t compare to the feel of their hands warming her bare ass.
    “No, Sir, well, not unless you count the beatings that…” Her whole body shivered, and she started to back away from them, her eyes growing huge with fear.
    “ Stop !” Bryant’s sharp tone froze her in her tracks. “First of all, little one, never back away from your Dom, especially when you are being prepared for a punishment you have earned. And second, I thought we just established that you know in your heart neither of us would ever give you any more pain than you can handle.” He paused and waited while she worked it through in her mind.
    Holy shit, could she really go through with this? They were going to be spanking her, she’d never been forced to lie across a lap and have her rear end paddled. She knew Kat had sworn it was worth misbehaving just to get a spanking, and heaven knew she’d heard plenty of other subs say the same thing while they’d been chatting in the spa. Hell, most of them swore having their pussies waxed was much more painful than a good spanking. Well, she had two choices, either pay up or safe word out and never know what could have been. Was this what her Granny had been talking about? Y ou gotta live out loud, girl… She remembered her words so clearly. Taking a deep breath, her decision made, she slowly lowered herself over Mitch’s lap.
    Mitch had listened as she’d worked it all out. Damn if she wasn’t the bravest woman he’d ever known. He scooted her forward so that her pert little ass was in the perfect position for his hand to warm it right up. They had purposely let her leave her clothing on. They’d be baring her ass for her, there was something about only having their ass bare that made subs feel even more vulnerable than if the Dom punished them while they were completely naked. Mitch placed his left hand in the middle of her back, and then grasping the hem of the T-shirt Rissa was wearing with his right hand, he slowly pulled up until he could tuck it under his left palm. When he slid his fingers into the waistband of the boxer shorts, he felt her stiffen and heard her sniffle. Fuck, if she is already crying, I’m never going to get through this. “You have a beautiful ass, baby, I can’t wait to see it change from white to pink to red.” He pulled the shorts down until they were at her knees. God her ass was glorious, perfect handfuls of lush flesh that are going to move