Page 25 of Corrupted Guilt

“That’s not what I mean. Why is it not very good?” I ask, start at the beginning.

“It just isn’t. It’s not interesting, and I’m honestly just trying to fill the pages at this point.”

“So, your effort isn’t good. You can control your effort, that’s about all youcancontrol. Results will lie to you – success, failure, etc. have too many variables and sometimes you get either with poor effort. But good effort always will get you more consistent good results. Don’t waste your time if you’re half-assing it, put your entire ass into it or do something else.”

She smiles and shakes her head, then puts her face back behind her laptop screen.

“When you finish, we must talk about your escape. Disobedience has consequences and I must show them to you. But don’t get anxious — you’ll probably like this part.”

Every move I make is strategic. I must punish her; we both know it. It doesn’t matter that I want her body, that I need her to be naked and spread for me right now.

Katya stares back stubbornly. “And what if I don’t want to?”

I knew she would bristle at that. She won’t like it at first — I know that much about her. But she will by the end, I know that about her, too. This part is just her defiant personality — she can’t just go along easily with me; she has to fight tooth and nail every step of the way. She had no fight in her for anything for years after Dmitry passed so it’s nice to see it, even if it’s almost 100% focused on me. She’ll learn to fight for herself in the rest of her life eventually.

“Then you’ll be punished for that too. You never promised obedience but it’s what I require of you. This is a lesson in obedience.” I stand. This is unacceptable behavior and if I let it go, she’ll never learn. I crossed the room and stood over her.

“Get up.”

I see another flare of stubbornness in her eyes. I glared back.

Katya looks away first. She gets to her feet, still reluctant.

“Go upstairs,” I order her softly. “Take off your clothes and get on your hands and knees in your room. Wait for me there.”

I hear her breath hitch. Now, there’s desire in her gaze. “Fine,” she huffs, clearly excited. She practically scampers out of the living room and off to her bedroom. I take a moment, watching her go. She thinks this will be fun for her, a sexy game, but it’s so much more.

There is no place for disobedience.

My will is absolute.

I decided to take a shower and change and leave her waiting for twenty minutes or more. The anticipation of pleasure or pain is a powerful tool, and by the time I slowly climb the stairs and push open the door, Katya is flushed with excitement, on her hands and knees as I required.

She’s taken off her clothes, but she’s not naked yet. She’s wearing lingerie and a pale pink silk slip.

Gorgeous.

Her full breasts swell under their laced cages, her rounded ass inviting my cock.

I close the door and turn the lock. She jolts, breathless at the sound.

“Each time you defy my command, you will be punished,” I tell her sternly, pacing closer. “There’s no room for fear or disobedience in this relationship. Follow the rules, and I’ll reward you. Break them and suffer my consequences which are a great deal better than the ones waiting outside for you. Let’s not revisit that, now or ever, but we both know, that’s why youneed to listen to me. I can only protect you if you let me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Yuri,” Katya whispers.

“Very good. Now, because you have been childish, I’m going to have to punish you like a child.”

I can see the anticipation on her face, the nervous mix of excitement and fear. I remind myself that she’s a complete novice to this — she’s never had someone teach her like this before.

I need to show her the pleasure that only some pain brings. Introduce her to the delicious sting of sensation that will heighten her pleasure.

And remind her who’s boss, here.

I ordered her firmly. “Crawl to the bed and lift up your skirt.”

Katya quickly complies, hiking her slip up over her hips and exposing her creamy buttocks, divided by a lacy thong.

God, she’s a fucking goddess, innocent and stubborn, her body crying out for my hand.

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