Page 60 of Cruel Dominion

She wants this.

Maybe even needs it.

“Do you trust me?”

A little knot formed between her brows, but she didn’t answer me.

I felt myself frown.

She might not be able to trust me with her heart just yet, but as I drew the back of my index finger down her arm, provoking a shiver, I knew she understood my meaning.

Do you trust me with your body?

Anna nodded tentatively, flinching as if admitting it in that small motion was some sort of betrayal of herself when in fact it was acceptance. I just needed to show her.

I reached out to push her hair back from her face, tucking it behind her ear before wrapping my fingers around the back of her neck, guiding her to bend forward until she was lying over my lap.

Her back arched with anticipation, her hips propped up over my thighs while her face sunk into the couch cushion at my side.

I dragged up the hem of her sundress to pile at the small of her back and as the air kissed her round ass, she sucked in a gasp and curled her fingers into the sofa cushions.

Unlike the dangerous lace number she hid beneath her clothes at the last charity event, this time my Anna wore sensible taupe briefs. No sexy underwear for her business meeting, where she didn’t expect to see me.

Such a good girl.

I hummed in approval while I dragged my hand over the juicy curve of her ass. Anna shivered when I drew the tip of my index finger along the line of where the silky panties met her upper thigh.

“I’m going to punish you now, Anna. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she replies, her voice muffled by the cushions.

I hooked my fingers over the edge of her panties and slowly dragged them down to puddle around her thighs. Her pretty little pussy was already glistening for me, inviting my fingers to trace it.

But that would have to wait.

My cock jumped beneath her and I knew she felt it as she twitched, arching her back further, pressing her face tighter to the cushions.

I raised my hand and brought it down on her left cheek, the satisfying slap of my palm cracking on her ass dragging a groan from my throat.

Anna winced at the impact, but otherwise sat silently. That wouldn’t do.

“I want to hear you, Anna,” I purred. “I need to know the message is sinking in.”

I spanked her again on the other cheek. This time, she let out a small yelp. My cock throbbed at the sound. I know she could feel how hard I was getting against her stomach.

“There you go, little siren.”

I rubbed out the sting, satisfied as her pale flesh started to bloom with red.

I hit her again and she gasped before moaning loudly.

With each blow, Anna was louder, releasing all the pain and fear as she let go.

She stopped tensing between strikes, her muscles relaxing the more I painted her cheeks red.

She looked so gorgeous, so alive. Her pussy was so wet, I could see her juices leaking onto her thighs. Onto my designer sofa.

Fuck, I wanted to bury my face between her legs and stay there for days. I loved her like this, all messy and undone.

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