Page 28 of Vicious Vows

The pain was intense. Yet unique.

"Beg now! You want me to stop? Beg!" he ordered as he continued his corporal punishment.

"Please! Oh god!" I did as he asked.

I squirmed against Dominic's lap, the thin dress doing nothing to buffer the strike of his hand.

Almost as if he could read my mind and wanted to find another way to humiliate me, Dominic reached down and yanked up the skirt until my ass showed. The warm sensation of his panting breath against my skin caused goosebumps to rise on my legs. I couldn't kick, couldn't squirm away; I was forced to just lay there and take the abuse.

"Dominic," I whimpered again as he raised his hand and brought it down on my bare flesh.

Knowing there was nothing I could do, I leaned my head to the side and bit down on the flesh of his thigh. He groaned, and his hips jerked upwards.

"That's what I want. Just give in, Faye. Shit will be much better if you'd just give me what I want," he spoke, but this time instead of his words being laced with ill intent, there was a different edge to it.

He brought down his hand again, this time instead of in the same place, it was lower on my thighs, right near the crease where my ass met the top of my thighs. The skin on the apple of my ass cheeks was already numb, and instead of the same intense pain I'd been feeling, something like a vibrating tingling took over.

I wiggled against Dominic once again, but this time, right under my midsection, I could feel him.

He was hard as a rock. He was getting off on seeing me like this.

This wasn't because of what I was wearing or even the woman he'd been talking to back at the party. No, it was the fire that burned between us that got him in this state. Something about me being able to do this to him helped me fall into an even deeper meditative state.

He struck me again, and even though there were still tears falling from my eyes, I recognized my cries had trailed off into softer whimpers. "Dominic," I moaned for him. I wanted him to use me. I wanted to feel more of him.

I pressed my breast down hard against his lap, and he growled deep in his chest. "You're going to ruin it all. You're going to ruin me," he remarked just before he ran his middle and ring fingers down the cleft of my pussy.

I bucked back against his touch. "You're fucking soaked. Oh god," he groaned and continued to swipe up and down.

The intense sensation he was bringing to my body confused me. Moments ago, I thought he was going to kill me, and then when he started to spank me, it was as if my body already knew exactly what I needed.

Him. I needed him so fucking bad.

He switched back to spanking my ass and thighs before rubbing against my dripping cunt.

"Fuck, I shouldn't want you this damn bad. You drive me crazy. A perfect masterpiece just for me," he praised me now, and I was humming with approval. My hips began to undulate against him, and he rocked his up against me.

"I swore I wouldn't force myself on you again. Swore that one night was enough, but I need to feel you. Just a little, Faye, I need to feel what's mine," he grunted before grabbing hold of the thin panties I was wearing and ripping them off.

I had no words.

Nothing that I could say could convey the turmoil roiling through my body. All I knew was I wanted him to make me feel more too.

He smacked his palm against my ass again, this time much softer than the previous times. This punishment was turning into something else entirely.

The sound of my wetness coming into contact with the palm of his hand made me moan even louder.

I sucked in a deep breath as he slid his fingers between my slick lips and pressed them into the tight opening of my pussy.

"Yes!" I hissed as he slowly plunged them deeper inside of me. Before him, I'd never known the feel of a man's touch, and I doubted I'd ever feel one as intense as Dominic again.

"Give me what I want, Faye," he ordered as he began to pump his fingers inside of me, his thrusts started slow but quickly took on an intense pace.

My body, already reeling from the spanking, was on edge. It didn't take very long before I was clawing at the leather seats and screaming his name in ecstasy.

"Fuck, you're so sexy when you come for me." He whispered before he pulled me up and sat me up straight on his lap. It took some maneuvering mostly on his part since I was nothing more than a puddle of jello.

He pressed me down against his still-covered cock and I winced at the feel of his smooth pants against my raw ass.

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