“You spanked me,” she told him.“I did.” He lifted her shoulders high enough to push a wedge pillow under the pad. “And I enjoyed it very much. You have a very spankable ass, no?”
“Is that your face or did your neck just throw up?”
“God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?”
“Have you gone crazy?""Have you gone crazy, Master.”
“That’s an awful lot of littles, don’t you think?”“Perhaps.” He displayed his hand. “Big.” He set hers next to his, so small and delicate contrasted with his thick, blunt fingers. Why did holding her fragile hand raise every protective instinct he had?”
“The fun we’ll have tonight is called figging.”