Page 36 of Reluctant Surrender

Instant fire raged across my ass and tears sprang easily to my eyes, rolling down my cheeks in rapid succession. Gasping for breath was all I could do between swats of the leather.

Finally, my foot caught on the carpeting and I was able to lurch forward an inch.

“Get back in place,” he demanded, holding the belt up, ready to strike. “Put your ass back and take your punishment.”

I recalled his words from the garage. The topics we were going to discuss. Apparently, we hadn’t finished the topic of disobedience.

I slowly eased my body back into place, presenting myself for his punishing hand.

“See, obeying isn’t that hard, is it, angel?” He sounded too damn pleased considering the amount of heat he’d laid across my ass. He tossed the belt on the bed, and it landed in a coiled heap only a few inches from my face. I could smell the leather from where I lay.

I took a deep breath, calming my breathing. It was over. It hurt like hell, and I was going to have at least one more welt across my ass, but I’d made it through.

His hands reached up to my blouse at the back and ripped it down the middle of my back.

“What are you doing?” I pushed up from the bed, only to be shoved back down.

“I want you naked when I fuck your ass for the first time. I want to see all your creamy skin except for your bright red ass.”

My mind went blank for a beat.

“No. You can’t.” I scrambled up, trying to get on the bed so I could get away, but he hooked his hands into the waistline of my skirt, pulling me back into place and ripping it from my body. I was going to run out of clothes if he kept this up.

“I can. And I am.” He kept his hand on my back while leaning over to open the drawer of his nightstand. I watched from the corner of my eye as he pulled out a small tube.

“Oh, god!” I cried out and clenched my eyes. “I can’t. I’ve never done that. You’ll break me in two!”

He spread my ass cheeks apart crudely while popping the lid off the lubricant bottle. A cold gel fell over my asshole.

“That’s what the lube’s for,” he said, tossing the bottle next to the belt. “Next time, you won’t be so lucky.”

Lucky?

“Lukas, you’ve made your point. I was wrong. I know that, and I’m sorry.”

The tip of his finger ran down the crack of my ass, smearing the gel over my puckered asshole.

“The more you clench, the worse it is,” he said, working his fingertip past the tight ring of muscle. “Ease up, baby, it’s going to be hard enough as it is, don’t make it worse.”

I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths. He worked his finger into me, bending it, twisting it, stretching me.

“See. You can do this.” His finger slipped out, to be replaced with his thick bulbous cock. Instantly I tightened again. “Your choice here, angel. The easy way or the hard way. Maybe next time, you’ll think about obeying me a little harder.”

I nodded. I would, hell, I’d think about it real hard right now if he would just give me a minute to adjust.

But it wasn’t to be. When Lukas handed out a sentence, he carried it through.

Slowly, he pushed the tip of his cock against my asshole.

“I don’t think I can,” I whimpered.

“Breathe, angel.” His encouragement dissolved my fear, leaving me with the will to accept my fate and the desire to give over to him. “You can do it.” He reached over my back and fisted my hair. The burn in my scalp distracted me just enough for him to push the head of his dick into my ass.

“Oh, god,” I groaned as my asshole stretched around his thick shaft.

“Fuck.” He pulled on my hair harder. “So fucking tight.”

Slowly, inch by inch, he eased his cock into my ass.

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