We both shook our heads. “Hell, no. You’re going to love it. As I said, your punishment is a spanking. Later, in our cabin. But I’ll work this plug in, then f**k you.”
“I’ll have my turn, too,” I added, ensuring she knew we’d both fill her up again.
“Then, you’ll keep that plug in until dinner.”
She came up then, her skirt falling back in place. A shame. “What?”
Ethan grinned. “You won’t forget who you belong to, will you? Our plug in your ass and our seed dripping down your thighs?”
“I don’t need that to remember,” she countered, grumbling.
Ethan moved behind her, gently pressed her back down over my desk, tossed up her skirt. He put the plug beside her on the desk and he flipped open the lid on the lube. When he let a small amount drizzle down into the crack of her ass, she squirme
