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tolerate disobedience from his women or his men,” he whispered.
    There was no time for a reply.  Lord Drake straightened and trailed his fingers along my spine.  He turned and cupped my buttocks in a tight punishing hold and opened them further.
    “Now, little one, let us see if you are a virgin in your treasured entrance.”  I heard someone approach him and then a pause.  Soon after, I felt a cool balm applied to the small hole.  I gasped and tried to raise my body in response whilst Lord Drake applied the creamy substance, tracing the outline of the entrance.  With a firm hand on my back, he pushed me back down and began to gently insert a finger inside me.
    I cried and bucked like a wild horse.  He quickly restrained me with the hard slap of his hand to my buttocks.  I became meek and once again knowledgeable regarding his dominance over me.  The men in the room laughed loudly.  Lord Drake pushed his finger in harder but its progress was gentle.  My nerve endings inside the dark channel were tight and painfully expanding with the push of Lord Drake’s finger to accommodate him.  His penetration was slick and well practised and eventually my anal channel stretched.  He suddenly stopped pushing and simply held his finger there as if allowing me to become accustomed to the fullness in my anal entrance.  For that moment, I did indeed feel tamed and calmed by the man.  I whimpered my acquiescence.
    “She is very tight, Blake.  She is most definitely a virgin in her anus.”
    “Good, good.  I want to see her vaginal entrance and then see her spanked to crimson.”
    “And you shall.”
     

 
     
Chapter Four
    Lord Drake gave me two hard strikes with his firm palm, his finger still positioned inside me.  I bucked and he pushed his finger deeper inside.  I have to confess surprise at the delicious arousal I felt begin to pound and pulse inside my vagina.  I ached for my sex to be touched by Lord Drake, convinced the pain would be soothed if he rubbed there.
    With his free hand, he startled me by reaching between my legs to open my vaginal lips.  He held them apart, making me gasp.  With a deft finger, he stroked my clit.   Once more I found myself bucking against his finger inside my anus, feeling a sense of fullness and arousal at his domination of both sexual entrances to my body.
    “Yes, very beautiful.”  Drake removed his finger from my anus and stroked his fingers across one buttock as though to soothe any agitation he considered me to be feeling.  Once again his touch on my flesh was sensual.  A flare of aroused heat crossed the surface of my body and once again I felt moisture drip from my pussy on to the plump droplet of my clit to prepare me for the taking.  “I almost wish I could keep her for myself,” he said, a hint of angry determination lining the light tone in Drake’s deep velvet voice as his free hand caressed the tender backs of my thighs.  “Even now, she is wet with the anticipation of being claimed.”
    He continued to stroke my buttocks and thighs in a circular motion whilst he removed his hand from my sex, leaving me lamenting the release.  He lowered his free hand to caress the skin at the top of my inner thigh.  I waited for him to caress inside my vagina again but he was to deny me, building the tension and need until a fresh rush of milky wetness coated my clit once more for the men to see.
    Finally, Lord Drake was to take pity upon me and cupped the small bud between my lips between his fingers.  He squeezed, milking it like a teat until another rush of wetness gathered and pooled, producing an unexpected loud moan from my lips.  He stroked firmly, making me call out with need.  My body attempted to encourage him and I pushed down with my hips to capture his fingers up inside my channel.  Lord Drake was to give a small laugh and reinserted his finger back in my anus before thrusting another finger high up in to my sex and the wet channel leading to my