Total pages in book: 137
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 130317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 652(@200wpm)___ 521(@250wpm)___ 434(@300wpm)
Guess I’m not the only one not wearing underwear today, Mia thought numbly. She couldn’t believe what she was watching, right here in a public place! But she felt helpless to do or say anything—frozen to the spot.
Enoc began to spank his wife. They were loud slaps with his bare hand, straight to her bottom, which began to turn purple very quickly. At first Mia thought Lisha’s skin was bruising, but then she realized it was probably just the blood rising to the surface as it would for a human—it was purple instead of red because Lisha’s skin was blue, like all the other Chakiouns they’d met here in the PPP Dome.
As the spanking continued, Lisha made a great show of crying and writhing on her husband’s lap but strangely, Mia wasn’t completely convinced she was hating the experience. Maybe it was the way she was looking from the corner of her eye to make sure they were all still watching her performance, or maybe it was the way her breasts had popped out of the V-cut neckline of her dress and she was obviously grinding against her husband’s crotch while he spanked her. She was also moaning loudly.
“Oh husband, oh Enoc—I’m so very, truly sorry! I know I was a bad girl and a bad wife!” she moaned. “I know you have to punish me to make me good! Oh please…I’m sorry I was so very bad! Please!”
But it wasn’t at all clear if she was begging for him to stop…or to keep going.
Mia frowned—what exactly was going on here?
At last Enoc ended the spanking with one last swat to his wife’s plump behind. Then he pushed her rudely off his lap and pointed to the ground between his feet.
“You know what comes next,” he snapped. “Down on your knees, wife!”
“Yes, my husband.” Kneeling between his legs, Lisha quickly unfastened his trousers. Her breasts were still out and bare and Enoc reached forward casually to fondle them as she drew out his long, dark blue cock. It seemed to have a double head on it, Mia thought, but she didn’t get a chance to see if she was right because Lisha immediately took the entire long shaft into her mouth and down her throat.
“Good, that’s good…” Enoc tugged his wife’s nipples and thrust deep into her throat. This move would have made Mia gag, but Lisha was clearly used to it. She gave a muffled moan and sucked harder, pressing her mouth down until her nose was buried in her husband’s silver pubic hair.
“Take it all,” Enoc growled, thrusting up again as he twisted her nipples roughly. “I’m going to spill my seed soon woman, and I swear if you don’t swallow every single drop, it’s double punishments for you all the rest of this week!”
Mia didn’t see how Lisha could spill a drop—her husband’s cock was shoved so far down her throat she probably wouldn’t even taste it when he shot his load!
The thought made her sick in a fascinated kind of way and for a moment, she remembered her fantasy of the night before—of herself kneeling before Sev and sucking his shaft while he stroked her hair and called her his “good girl”
But Enoc clearly didn’t believe in praise. He continued to thrust roughly in his wife’s mouth and tug her nipples until at last he stiffened and his face twisted into a sneer of effort and intensity. With a low groan, he jerked twice more and Mia could tell he was coming.
“Ah—Gods of the Universe!” he groaned in a strangled voice.
Further evidence of his orgasm was given by the way Lisha’s throat was moving—swallowing frantically to be certain she got every drop of her husband’s seed.
At the same time, Mia noticed something coming from Lisha’s nipples. Was that milk? Or something else? It had a kind of amber color and seemed to be thicker and stickier than breast milk. Was that something that happened when she got sexually excited or was the mysterious liquid flowing because of the way her husband had been squeezing her breasts and tugging on her nipples?
Mia had no answers and she knew she couldn’t ask Brother Jonash so she just stood there, watching.
The moment seemed to go on forever but at last, Enoc appeared to finish coming. Panting with the aftermath of pleasure, he tapped his wife’s shoulder and she looked up at him with wide eyes. Enoc gave a nod and Lisha pulled slowly off of him. She cast a shy glance behind her, as though making certain they were all still watching her, and then turned her eyes up to her husband.
“Did I do well, husband?” she purred, rubbing herself against him and licking her lips. “I did not spill a single drop. Mmm…your seed is delicious.”
“You did well, wife.” Enoc nodded grudgingly and stroked her long, silver hair. “Your sins are forgiven—for now. Be certain you do not repeat them. Now what do you say?”