A slightly delirious Emily remained naked, held up by her throat, and bend over Erik's lap, while his hand hovered over her slightly reddening ass.
Pats! His hand came down, and the goth girl moaned.
"What are you, Emily?" an amused Erik asked, as he now softly rubbed the affected area.
"W— What?" Emily mumbled, needing time to recognize his question.
Pats! "Hnnngh!" His hand came down again.
"What are you, Emily?" he asked again while rubbing her ass, enjoying the dominance in his situation.
"E— Emma's sister?" she mumbled a quick response, hoping to avoid the answer she knew he wanted.
But, obviously, that wasn't going to work.
Pats! "Hnnnnngh!"
Another five bullshit answers and spanks, along with some soft rubbing of ass and pussy, Emily was once again on the brink of orgasm, but Erik wouldn't push her over the edge.
"What are you, Emily?" he asked again, while softly brushing past her quivering folds. Discover hidden content at m,v l'e-NovelBin.net
"S— Stop t… teasing me, you… asshole!" she panted, desperate for release, but unable to find the strength or desire to resist Erik.
"Not until you tell me what I want to hear," Erik chuckled, and spanked her again when she was far enough from the edge.
"F— Fine! I— I'm a m… masochist pervert! Now l—" before she could even finish, Erik had plunged three fingers into her pussy at once, and instantly brought her to explosive orgasm as a reward for her honesty.
"G— Gaaaah! T— Thank you…!" she screamed, barely even realizing what she was saying.
As she came, Erik once again spanked her several times, extending her orgasm, and reinforcing the blending of pain and pleasure.
When it was done, he slowly rubbed her ass again with a small smile. "That's a good girl… But you're not a pervert. Many people enjoy pain in some way."
Emily took a moment to respond as she slowly regained her senses, but finally, she panted and snorted, "B— Bullshit. W… What ab… bout you… huh?"
"I don't like pain during sex, nor do I want to be punished, but I have my own form of masochism," Erik shrugged, unembarrassed. " I enjoy pain during training, or a tough fight. It's my proof of growing stronger."
"T— That's different…!" she panted with a slight frown.
"Hehe, well, maybe it is…" Erik chuckled. "But I won't judge you for what you enjoy, and neither will Emma. Nor Astrid, for that matter, assuming you care what she thinks."
"Hmpf… maybe so…" Emily grumbled. "So we… done here…?" she still panted, even while having recovered a little.
Pats! "Hnnnngh!"
"Of course not," Erik chuckled. "There's still one more thing you have to admit before you can truly focus on your training."
"I— I don't…" she began, but was quickly interrupted. "Yes, you do."
Pats! "Hnnnngh!"
"S— Screw you…! Y— You can't be… sure…!"
"Yes, I can," Erik chuckled.
Pats! "Hnnngh!"
So they continued for another few minutes, until Emily was once again brought to a delirious state, drowned in masochistic pleasure and floating on the edge of orgasm.
Finally, she didn't say what Erik wanted to hear, but they came closer to the truth.
"I don't… not sure… marry you…" she panted deliriously, causing Erik to raise an eyebrow and chuckle. "I'm not asking you to marry me, Emily. Not yet, at least. I'm just asking you to admit your feelings. What harm could there be?"
"I—" she began, but Erik immediately noticed the hesitation on her face, so he spanked her again.
Pats! "Aaaaah! Fine, I want you! I want you to be my d…!" she screamed in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but quickly muffled her own mouth before she could finish her sentence. Her eyes widened in panic as she realized herself what she wanted to say.
Erik raised an eyebrow in curiosity at what she was going to say next, but either way, she deserved her reward, so Erik to grinned and immediately brought her a third mind-blowing orgasm.
After this one had passed as well, Emily was surprisingly quick to recover, as she turned her head and looked at Erik with slight panic, "I—"
But Erik interrupted her while shaking his head and smiling slightly. "I won't ask what you were going to say," he said reassuringly while slowly rubbing her glowing red bubble but.
Luckily, her second-rank Arcanist body, and a little bit of Elora's magic, would prevent her from bruising.
"You can tell me on your own time. Either way, you should be able to focus better now," he continued, while still smiling softly and rubbing her ass soothingly.
Emily quickly relaxed, and sagged back into the strangely comforting grip around her throat. "T— Thank you…" she mumbled. "Also, fuck you for making me admit all that!"
"Hehehe," Erik chuckled, a little pervertedly. "You had fun, didn't you?"
"Maybe…" she panted, as exhaustion was catching up to her.
Since he was done, and Emily was clearly tired, he pulled her up to make her sit upright on his lap, while her head rested on his shoulder.
Emily was far to tired to react, and simply let herself be handled like a doll.
"I still owe you a second punishment, but that can wait for next time you feel unfocused or frustrated," Erik chuckled.
"Perverted…. Asshole…." Emily panted, with a slightly expectant smile on her full lips.
"Right you are, but so are you" Erik laughed, while slowly stroking her hair.
A content smile appeared on Emily's lips as she enjoyed his caress. Soon, her panting became slower and slower, until eventually it stopped, and she drifted off to sleep.
"Must be exhausting, being a bleeding heart with so many people," Elora giggled in his mind, while Erik carefully put Emily to bed.
"You call what I just did being a bleeding heart?" Erik chuckled in response. "I think Emily would disagree."
"Regardless, between Emily and Astrid, I've gotten quite frustrated myself. I think its time my two beautiful wives tend to their husbands urges…" a teasing and lustful glint appeared in his eyes as he walked out of Emily's room and turned towards his own, where Emma was waiting.
"Oh, I see," Elora playfully scoffed. "You're done playing with your sluts so now its our duty to pick up the slack?"
"Well, if you don't want to…" Erik lightly smiled.
"Shut up and walk faster…!" her voice now heavy with barely suppressed lust. Clearly, Erik's adventures with Astrid and Emily had not left her unaffected either.