Page 33 of Obsession

“Use your words.”

“No,” she answers, her voice barely above a whisper.

I lean in closer, ghosting my lips over hers. “Be a good girl and I’ll take it easy on you.” Her throat bobs as she swallows. I can see the tip of a retort on her tongue, but she presses her mouth closed, not saying a word.

Pulling back, I step off the bed and grab her ankles to flip her over so her ass is on display.

“Are you comfortable, princess?”

“No!” she hisses.

“Good. We’ll go to five, remember to count.” Without warning, I deliver the first strike. Madi’s entire body shakes from the contact, and I hear her hiss out a breath before she says, “one.”

I’ve never thought myself to be a sadist, but I love how Madi’s ass turns a shade of pink from my punishment and the way she whimpers through each strike. I deliver three more, enjoying each one more than the last.

“Four,” my sweet girl whines, her body tense and her legs shaking.

“Last one, princess,” I tell her before pulling my arm back to strike her bottom with the belt one last time. I want to keep going, but her ass is bright red, and this is only her second spanking. I don’t want to be too hard on her.

“Five!” she shouts, and I can hear the tears in her voice.

“Shh,” I tell her, crawling my way onto the bed. I use the palm of my hand to soothe the flush while my other hand brushes the hair from her face. She turns her head to the side, and I can see the wetness that trails down her cheeks. “You did so good, princess.” I lean in, clearing her tears with a swipe of my tongue.

Slowly, I let my hand drift lower to cup her pussy.

“Wait-” Madi doesn’t get the word out before I slip my finger through her folds, finding her pussy wet for me.

A grin widens on my face. “Oh, princess. You liked that, didn’t you?”

“No. No, I didn’t.”

“Don’t lie to me, Madi.” She wiggles beneath me, trying to escape, but it’s futile with her wrists still tied to the bed. “This is the second time I’ve found you wet after a punishment. You say you hate me, princess, but your pussy tells me otherwise.”

“Fuck you.”

I chuckle deeply. “Not yet, princess. But if you ask nicely, I can make that ache between your legs go away.” I emphasize my words by running my finger over her clit in quick circles. I can hear her wetness with the motion, and Madi inhales a sharp breath.

“Say it, baby,” I urge her. “Say,please husband, make me come like a good little slut.”

“Absolutely not.” Her voice is a whiny breath. She doesn’t want to beg me, but she still wants to come, that much is obvious. I pull my hand from between her legs and use it to spank her sore ass instead.

“Fuck,” she hisses.

“Oh, baby, I can make this so good for you.” I drag my hand back between her legs, finding her clit again to continue my ministrations. “All you have to do is ask.”

Madi keeps her mouth closed, but I can feel the change in her body as she relaxes into the pleasure I’m giving her. I flip herover, wanting to see her pretty face when she finally relents and asks me to make her come.

She gasps from the motion, and my free hand finds her neck while I bring one of my fingers to her virgin hole and push inside of her, my thumb running over her clit in slow circles.

“Mm, baby, I told you I could make this good for you.”

That pretty mouth opens, but nothing comes out before she snaps it shut again. I know she’s so close, to both coming and asking me to make her come.

“Say what I want, baby, and I’ll let you come.”

“No.” She shakes her head. “I’m not asking you that.”

“Then I guess I should just stop now.” With one more flick to her clit, I withdraw my hand. Bringing it to my lips, I lick her juices from my fingers while she watches with wide eyes.

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