..” I spluttered with as much indignation as I could muster. “I expect you could use a little maintenance yourself.” He spun me around, deft...y relieving me of the lemonade pitcher as he pressed both my hands above my head with his left hand as he helped himself to my hardened nipples with the right. “I’ve been watching you all morning Vivian, and I doubt you were daydreaming about chains and brakepads back there. Well, maybe chains...” My resolve by this time had melted away more. ’ ‘Why would Alia agree?’ my mother asked, ‘she has done everything to preserve your honor, but now risks this.’ ‘I do not know,’ I answered honestly, ‘I intend to find out, quietly.’ ‘You know the stakes now,’ my father said, reminding me of the strategy meetings, ‘I leave it to you to keep the alliance intact. The princess may have some other agenda, so be weary.’ ‘She has an agenda, of that I agree. I do not think it is meant to harm me or the alliance,’ I stated. My mother hugged me in. That was for your smart mouth. She slapped me again.That was for not turning on your pager.She slapped me again.And that was for humiliating my niece in front of others.I rubbed my stinging face while she returned to her seat.Now, let me tell you what is going to take place now.Take place now? What do you mean? Isn’t the discipline over?Oh no, not by a long shot. My niece will be coming in and when she shows up you will apologize to her and you will receive whatever discipline she wants to give. At first, there was a little pain, but nothing compared to the incredible pleasure I felt. "Oh my fucking God, yes!" I moaned. Ron was breathing heavy, his strokes starting small but getting faster and harder. "Yes, Ron, fuck me harder!" I grabbed the edge of the table, my eyes rolling back into my head. Ron was moaning, gripping my hips for dear life. "You're so fucking right, babe." He grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head, pumping in and out of me harder and faster. "You like.