Page 36 of The Queen's Serpent

Federico García Lorca, Blood Wedding and Yerma

The naughty little minx defied me, despite knowing that I would, in fact, punish her. It looks like my broken doll enjoys being a fucking brat, and getting a rise out of me. Watching her cum all over her fingers, after forcing her to delay her gratification, and then watching her lick her cream off of those same fingers, almost did me in. I almost caved and unleashed my cock, and shoved it down her pretty, tight throat.

My cock is so painfully hard right now, with pearls of precum dripping down the sides of my length. I use the hand not grasping my belt, to stroke myself from root to tip as Issy watches. Her eyes are intense on the motion as she bites down on her lip. She looks so innocent, a porcelain doll with those massive blue eyes, and pouty red lips. All that pretty skin just waiting for my fingers and mouth to leave their brands.

The taste of her pussy is still flooding my senses, but it’s not enough to have cleaned it off her mouth and chin. I want it directly from the source. The desire to bury my face in her cunt and have her ride it, is all my mind can think of, well, that and fucking her throat. I need her over me, under me, and spread wide so that I can fuck and use all her holes.

I raise the black leather belt clenched in my fist, and watch as fear washes over her features. She has seen what I’m capableof. She knows that I’m a murderer, unforgiving, and a monster. Does she fear for her own life at the moment? I slap the belt down on my own large, muscled thigh to test the sting. The sound of the leather hitting flesh is loud in the air around us. Her whole body flinches as she tries to move away from me, but a vicious grin splits my mouth.She won’t be getting away from me now.

“I wouldn’t attempt to run, baby, or it will make it so much worse. You decided to act like a brat after I explained the consequences, and it’s time to pay up.”

“Diego… please.” I release my cock and grab onto her face, spreading my precum into her skin and squeezing her chin, until she swallows the remainder of her words.

“Shhh, Issy, the time for words is over.”

My cock bobs up and down against my stomach, leaving precum in its wake as my balls feel heavy and achy with the need to cum down her pretty throat. Before this day is done, I will fill all of Issy’s holes with my cum, making her drip, so that she knows who she truly belongs to.

My hand with the belt strikes out, catching her on the top of her asscheeks, and the cry that leaves her lips has a tremble racing down my spine.

“DIEGO! FUCK!”

Fuck, that sound is beautiful,I desperately need to hear it again. I lift the belt again and strike her with it. This time, she’s prepared and tenses, as she tries to swallow the sound.No, I can’t have that. I own all her screams, and my ears desperately want to hear them.

My control is starting to frazzle, and the need to hear her screams, to be inside of her, is becoming visceral. Yet the knowledge that I don’t want to damage her, at least not permanently, sounds like an alarm inside my brain.Calm down, calm the fuck down, you’ll hurt her, calm down.

My eyes trail over the area around us, looking for a way to not only restrain her, but so that I can continue her punishment without killing her in the process. I spot a large flat rock jutting out from an area of soft leaves that will make do for what I have in mind.

My hand on her face squeezes her skin once again, forcing her lips to pucker, and a red blush to race along her cheeks and neck. “Get down on your hands and knees, baby.”

Her eyes go wide with my words, and she tries to pull away from my grasp. I don’t wait for her to comply, grabbing the length of the belt and wrapping it around her neck like a leash. She struggles and tries to yank it off, panic filling all of her limbs, but I thread it through the buckle and pull her off her knees, until she’s forced to brace with her hands or smash her pretty face.

“Diiieeegggooo,” she wheezes.

“Crawl,Princesa. If you want to act like a little disobedient bitch, I’ll treat you like one. Crawl to me, baby, and I might take mercy on you and let you cum again, before I’m done filling all your holes.”

Her sapphire eyes meet mine, and they’re filled with murderous fury. She’s forced to crawl forward as I pull on the belt and lead her towards the rock. “Such agood girl,“ I praise her, even as she looks ready to rip my fucking eyes out.Fuck, I love it when she’s angry.

Once we reach the rock, I tug on the belt and force her back to her knees. Her chest is heaving with labored breaths, the leather biting into her neck, and sweat beads at her hairline as her matted dark tresses slide across her porcelain flesh.What a beautiful, broken doll she is.

“Move forward and bend over that flat rock, place your hands behind your back, and spread your legs wide for me, baby.” Iwait with bated breath to see if she will comply with my order, or if I will have to punish her for disobeying me.

She hesitates, her mouth opening and closing as if she wants to object to my command, but the look I give her must have her realizing that I won’t waver, and neither am I feeling merciful. She will receive her punishment, but if she fights me, and I fucking hope that she does, she’ll receive double.

She stumbles awkwardly over the rock, looking hesitant and unsure as she places her upper body against its flat, gritty surface. She turns her head so that she can watch me over her shoulder, as I loosen and remove the belt from around her throat. Her breath hitches, as I trail my fingers down the length of the smooth column and stop at her pulse, caressing the point with my thumb before removing it.

“Hands, Issy, now,” I demand, and she uses jerky motions as she moves both her arms behind her arching back, where I use the leather to bind them together tightly.

Once I have her confined, I press my palm into the flat of her back, letting it skim over her warm flesh until I reach the top of her ass. My hand strokes the red marks, already swelling from the belt, and she flinches.

I think I hear her mumble the word ‘asshole’ under her breath which has a giant smile sliding across my face. My fingers continue their exploration, sliding down her right asscheek, rubbing and caressing until I squeeze the perfect round globe tight, and then release it.

Fucking delicious… I just want to take a bite out of her. I repeat the motion with her other cheek, even as her lower body sways on her knees, pressing firmly against the side of the rock surface.So responsive, my doll.

My hand rises and falls with a slap against her right cheek, quickly following with a slap to the left, before I caress thesting away. “You’ve been naughty,Princesa. I think it’s time you learned how to behave, don’t you?”

My hand rises and falls with four more slaps, two for each of her asscheeks, until they are both bright red, and she’s crying out and panting harshly against the rock. My cock throbs, and I know I need to get some relief if I’m to continue with her punishment, otherwise, I will be cumming like a schoolboy in front of her, and we can’t have that.

I move around to the other side of the rock, stepping through leaves until her mouth is lined up with my cock. “Open your mouth, and relax your throat.”

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