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A terrible thought came to mind just then. Tony was just downstairs. He’d be able to hear everything, every cry, every lash and by the sound alone, he’d know my bottom was entirely bare. He’d know how Vincenzo dealt with me like the bad girl I was.

Vincenzo landed another stroke, and a cry tore from me, my voice loud and desperate.

There was no way he wouldn’t have heard that.

The belt whipped from the tops of my cheeks all the way down to the tops of my thighs. Before too long, the entire surface of my ass was aflame, but that wasn’t the worst part of all.

My pussy was soaking wet. Despite the pain, the humiliation, the shame, my body betrayed me, responding with desire instead.

And that wasn’t the end of it…

In a short while, his cock was going to be inside my burning bottom, and I hated how turned on I was just thinking about it.

Vincenzo brought the belt down again and a wail poured out of me. I bucked my hips, the pain too much to bear.

“When you’ve had enough, you will beg me to fuck that tight little bottom,” he instructed.

I gritted my teeth, refusing to give him what he wanted. I wasn’t going to beg for anything, especially not to be fucked in the ass.

The belt struck my bottom again and another cry flew out of me. Somehow, the spanking grew harder, fiercer, and the scalding hot fire grew even stingier.

My ass throbbed and ached, and the pain only seemed to intensify with each passing moment. Vincenzo didn’t relent, the belt biting into my poor sore skin, and soon, I was desperate for it to end.

Still, I didn’t beg for him to fuck me, but I knew I would soon.

When he started whipping the backs of my thighs, I knew it was only a matter of time.

With every strike, my pussy clenched, a mixture of arousal and anguish surging through me. The heat was unbearable, my entire ass and the backs of my thighs burning with each blow.

And then, with one last swat of the belt, I opened my mouth and I begged.

Trulybegged.

“Please fuck my ass, sir. Please, no more of the belt,” I cried out.

The belt landed again, a final lash across my bottom that seared hotter than all the rest. Without a word, Vincenzo tossed the belt aside, and I collapsed on the bed, my entire body trembling.

“It’s time, baby girl.”

CHAPTER 18

Jenna

I swallowed hard, his words echoing through my mind. He opened the nightstand drawer behind me, and I turned my head to look, watching him as he withdrew a bottle of lubricant.

Fuck.

My heart raced, and I chewed my lower lip nervously.

This was really happening, wasn’t it?

He coated his fingers with lube and then pressed them between my bottom cheeks. I clenched tight, wanting to fight him as much as I could while also knowing that a small, deep part of me wanted this to happen. I just couldn’t admit it to myself.

He just had to take it.

I felt his finger press against the tight ring of muscles, and I held my breath, clenching down around him. At first, the stretching burn caught me off guard, but the deep ache did something to my insides that made my pussy clench down hard.

My clit throbbed frantically, but I did my best to ignore it.

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