Page 18 of Breaking the Annulment

“Very well.” He withdrew his finger then showed her what he was about to do next. From the cooler her retrieved a phallus made of solid glass and refrigerated, so that it would stay cold inside her until he was finished punishing her.

Something hot and needy woke inside her. Was he going to fuck her with that thing? Was she supposed to think it was a punishment?

“Spread your knees as wide as they will go, then leave them in that position so that I can insert this.”

Cheeks burning with heat, she spread her knees, exposing her feminine core. Cool air stroked her hot flesh, almost like fingers. Her inner walls clenched in reaction. How could air feel so erotic? She closed her legs, embarrassed and confused.

“No. Have you changed your mine? You wish to fight me first?”

Tears of embarrassment gathered in her eyes and dripped to the floor. This was going to be harder than she thought. “No. I do not want to fight with you.”

“Then follow my instructions. I said spread your knees as wide as they will go and leave them there. Do you understand?”

“Yes, I understand,” she whispered. Her entire body began shaking, unsure if she was more aroused or afraid as she reluctantly complied.

“Good.”

He coated the glass with lube, then positioned the tip at her entrance. She gasped. It wasn’t inside her yet, but the cold tip resting at her entrance was…delicious. Still, she was sore from losing her virginity. She really didn’t want anything in there, making it hurt worse. It was cold where it touched her, almost a relief, but having anything hard inside her was probably going to hurt right now. How could it not?

As Michalis began inserting the device, the invading coldness sent a jolt through her body that made her cry out––not in pain, as she expected, but in pleasure. She moaned. It was a bit like pouring ice water over a sunburn. The relief was instantaneous and a bit of a shock. The unyielding length stretched her tender canal, but it didn’t hurt.

She bit her lip, not wanting Michalis to see how much she was enjoying her “punishment”. If he did, he might decide to remove it. Dear god, it felt good.

Michalis pushed it the rest of the way in, triggering a wave of need that momentarily overpowered her humiliation. Cold! It was cold, and in a place that was never meant to be anything but hot. The pleasurable wrongness had her gasping. She was hyperaware of every inch inside her, even though it wasn’t moving. She knew exactly how deep he’d pushed it, where it was, and how her inner muscles were clenching around it. She couldn’t focus on anything else, her entire being zeroed in on what was inside her. Her pulse skyrocketed.Yes! Yes, please!

Dear god, what was happening? She shouldn’t want him to touch her, let alone fuck her brains out with that thing.

He held the cold shaft in place for a few more seconds before pulling it out abruptly, sending another moan escaping from between her lips. Slowly, he inserted it again. “Does it feel good, wife?”

She stayed silent, refusing to answer a question he already knew the answer to.

“You will leave this in until your punishment is over. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”God, yes!

“Good. I’m going to spank you now. You will remain here, with your bottom raised for your punishment, just like it is now.” He tapped on the flared end of the phallus that was too big to slip inside.

She could feel the vibration all the way to the tip, deep inside her. She had to bite her lip from crying out––begging for more.

“If you try to take this out, you will be punished.”

Shaking with sensations, she could barely nod. He thought she was going to try to take it out? Was he crazy? She may have been a virgin, but that didn’t mean she didn’t have any toys at home. When she got back to Houston, she was going straight to the naughty store. Oh, yes, she was.

Spank!

The first strike of his open hand against her bottom set her on fire, eliciting a yelp of surprise rather than pleasure.

Spank!

He switched to the other cheek.

Spank! Spank!

Her bottom burned hotter with each impact, but the difference in temperature between the icy device inside her and her burning ass sent chaos and confusion pounding through her body.

Was she on fire or freezing?

Her nerves were sending two very different signals to her brain, causing a short-circuit, full on meltdown. Every cell in her body was electrified, and he was just getting started.

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