Ms Apex = PREY

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"Old friend, we've had a long and fruitful adventure." Feeling her stir in my arms, her head coming up trying to look at me, holding her tight. Bringing my fingering to her mouth, shushing her as the look of confusion covering her face. 

"You didn't hear the rest, did you, Love." Strake nodding her head, "Good, now stay quiet, Love. We've had a long run as friends. What are we now, Love?" Kissing her forehead, "we're not exactly friends anymore, are we?"

Strake's cheeks going red at the idea, grabbing her butt, "Well, I know you have a thing for me, My Beautiful Mimic." At that suggestion, Strake's whole face got red from her forehead to the tip of her nose. 

She tried to speak, but her tongue was tied and not be any gag this time, "r imag in thin." Smiling a cheeky smile, "Guess it'll be fine if I kiss your neck then." As my lips touch her skin, she starts rubbing her head against me subconsciously before saying, "Crap," and stepping back, pouting with her arms crossed.

As she calmed down, able to speak again in a pouting tone, "Master is an asshole." Grinning at my toy as she came to terms with everything that ran through her head. She had this feeling in her chest and down below in her pussy that she felt every time I came close. 

Every time I punished or made her feel pleasure. "Well, My Mimic toy, I can see the defeat on ur face. Would you like to share what conclusion you have come to?" Her face was still slightly flustered as she calmed herself somewhat, coming to the conclusion if now defeated as she thought over the answer. 

"You're an ass, you know, making me crave these things." Pulling her over to my desk, laying her over my desk. Her beautiful ass in the air, the outline of her thong very visible to my eyes. As her thong sticks out the top of her trousers, the lace and little bow looked very lovely. 

Rubbing her ass, hearing a slight moan from My Strake that sounded like she was trying to suppress it. Smiling, grabbing the waistband of Strake thong, pulling her trousers down, her black thong now on full display.

Her beautiful ass before me as her trousers sit around her ankles, her thong-covered pussy before my eyes as I see a little damp spot on her thong. Rubbing her bare ass in a tone that made it clear I meant business, "Is there anything My Toy would like to tell its master?" 

It's been a little time since I have done a question and answer session, with a spanking being the motivation for her to speak. Letting her think it over as my hand trailed down my toy's ass before touching her thong-covered pussy, moving my hand back up.

At my hand moving away, she whined when my hand moved away from her pussy, patting her ass with gritted teeth, she told me. "I have nothing to tell you, Master." She knew the reward for lying would be a punishment. 

I knew the answer, but it would be nice to hear her say it and the realization kick in on her part. Playfully pulling her thong, letting it snap back, "I know for a fact ur not telling me the truth, so I'm going to have to punish you." 

Pulling the drawer on the right open, in an almost inaudible voice, strake says, "please punish your naughty Kitty, please spank my ass as much as u want, Master. Toy with me as much as you want in any which way you wish." 

Oh, I heard it all right. These ears of mine have saved me many a time where my death would have been by near-silent monsters. Knowing my Strake as I do, knowing that doing any standard punishment would just reinforce this bad behavior. 

It is this kind of being punished behavior she wants. She craves being controlled, being at someone's mercy, even if it's just to one man, the only one she's ever loved. The only man, more the only creature she has ever loved, everyone deserves love even if they don't want or need it.