Sydney Thunder Facesitting Novels & Stories

My mind is a foggy swirl of anger and fear. On one hand, I have a vile female who isn't mine touching me in an area that no female has ever touched, and on the other hand, I have my mate seeing another female touching me in an area that only she should ever touch. I don't know where to move or what to do. Sydney's hand twists my package as she grows angry at me for avoiding her lips, and I cringe. Tabitha sees my reaction and her body seems to grow as her bear bursts forth. Sydney doesn't turn around to investigate the sound of popping bones. She seems intent on something.

"Make sure she stays ten feet away at all times, or I will sue this studio into the ground before the first movie even hits the theaters. I’ll cite a hostile work environment and have your insurance premiums through the roof." Tobias just smiles at my threats "Oh and also, what's this about–" I begin to ask, but he suddenly raises a finger to his lips. "Shhh... shhh... here it comes," he whispers. "Listen." He points down to the center of the stage. Sydney is standing under a single, harsh spotlight. She’s dressed in a simple, tattered gown, her face pale, her eyes shimmering with a haunting intensity. She begins to speak, her voice rising from a whisper to a crescendo.

It was hard to hear over the constant slapping of the paddle against Sydney's ass. Spank! "Thirteen!" Sydney sobbed, her butt cheeks jiggling from the impact. Hycinth held her head erect and watched in perfect silence, her hard gaze never leaving Sydney. Just as she handled my punishment of Dagger, Hycinth stood perfectly poised during Sydney's sentence. I wished I could ask her what she was thinking. Spank! "Fourteen!" Sydney cried. out again, entire body shaking, tears streaming down her cheeks. Just one more. Spank!