Page 13 of Merciless Sinner

Smack. Pop. Thwack!

I winced and ground my teeth together at the burn heating my ass and upper thighs. The succession of blows had been delivered with serious intent. As in they were obviously intent on making me remember my transgression.

“Do you want to be a submissive, Harper? Or is this just something you needed to try?” He whispered the question in my ear so low I doubted even Jeremy heard him.

“Yes, Sir,” I gasped, my heart pounding at the sudden omission even I didn’t expect. Not yet.

“Which is it, kitten?” A warm hand caressed the hot flesh of my backside, soothing the inflamed skin.

I sighed into the touch, uncaring that the slight movements I made abraded my nipples against the cold stone. “I need to learn.” It was the only honest answer I could give him. My brief experiment in the past, while immensely enjoyable, wasn’t enough to ‘know’ anything. Although I’d suspected ever since then where my true needs lie, no one, not once, had taken the time to really teach me.

The touch on my buttocks eased the last of the pain away, reminding me just how aroused I’d become by the whole scene. I had no idea who touched me. Something inside me wanted it to behim. The rugged man who’d met me in the hall. With my vision obscured by the blindfold it was his face I focused on. His full lips. His piercing eyes that demanded a level of honesty I didn’t quite know how to give. How could it not be him?

“That’s an excellent answer.” A second after he spoke the shift in the air around me told me he’d moved away as had the hand rubbing my ass. Once again they let the silence descend and a tiny stab of fear returned. Although nothing, not even a little fear, diminished the throb of need between my legs.

“Three more strikes and your infractions will be forgotten. Is that understood?” This time Jeremy sounded from behind me, furthering my disorientation. Where was he?

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.”

I sucked in a breath at the next strike. Much like the last, it burned across my now tender skin, leaving fire in its wake.

“Your ass pinks up quite well. It’s a gorgeous sight that makes my dick hard. I can see why my friend is so obsessed by it.” Jeremy’s admission thrilled through me. I’d underestimated the affect any kind of dirty talk would have on me.

Lost in the haze brought on by his words, I yelped when the next solid hit landed. This time the pain intensified enough to almost take my breath away at the same time fresh desire trickled to the tops of my thighs. The incessant throb behind my clit matched the wild beat of my pulse.

“Can you take one more?” Jeremy asked.

I nodded, both tension and pleasure unfurling inside my core.

The last strike burned like fire and sizzled from ass to clit. I heard a thud that might have been the flogger hitting the ground. Someone moved against me, pressing a rigid erection between the cheeks of my ass. If that weren’t enough to set me off, a finger dipped between my legs and through my wet slit.

The not knowing who did what drove me wilder.

“She looks like she wants to come.”Hestated. He’d remained close after all. “If you do though, we’ll be forced to start your punishment all over again.”

I groaned. The agony of holding back while his finger rubbed around the edge of my clit threatened to kill me. Never in my life had I needed to come this badly and they were going to deny me again. With my mind buzzing from their onslaught I barely noticed when my right leg was lifted and a cuff wrapped around my thigh. Nothing mattered other

than trying to stop the orgasm that crept closer and closer with each sweep of the finger around my clit.

I grit my teeth against the onslaught of need threatening to engulf. God no. Please. I wanted to obey.

Metal clanged and clicked around my leg until I finally realized my leg now hung on its own after being fastened to the stone wall much like my wrists were. In this position, my legs were spread wide for whatever Alex or Jeremy had in mind.

The touch on my clit disappeared seconds before the flogger returned. This time the many falls curved underneath my ass to strike the tender flesh of my pussy as well as my buttocks. Where I expected to feel pain, I only experienced heightened desire. My brain buzzed with the euphoria of the scene as the sensual strikes continued one right after another. My legs trembled and a fleeting thought of not being able to hold myself up filtered through my brain.

I hissed and screamed as the onslaught of pleasure hit the point of no return. Or so I thought. All touch ceased immediately and I moaned in protest—again. I’d been so damned close I’d practically tasted the explosive end.

“Please,” I begged. “Oh Sir, please…” My arms and legs shook from the force of my need. Nothing else mattered. I had to come now.

I screeched in frustration when my pleas were ignored and the flogging started up again, this time harder and faster than before. Every strike landed directly on my clit until I again teetered on the brink of explosion.

Every sensation, thought and need raced out of my control. My pleas turned to nothing more than guttural groans as I bucked into the leather as if I could fuck myself to completion with nothing but air.

“You belong to us now, don’t you?” Jeremy’s question rang in my head.

“Yes. Yes. Yes. Please, Sirs, Oh God, please…” The pleasure increased three fold and I knew without a doubt I couldn’t stop it this time. “Fuck!” I screamed.

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