The Taken Of Lena
he was just like his brother.
"Renz...sir, please—"
Another spank against her sore flesh silenced her, harder than any others before, and Lena's body instantly fell deathly still.
But to her shame, the tingling, painful imprint of his hand on her reddened flesh seemed to almost evolve into something else, boiling between her legs until her sex began to greedily pulse.
"Who is this pussy wet for, Lena? Are you fantasizing of the doctor?" Renz spat acidly. Lena frantically shook her head, struggling against the ties around her arms.