Page 49 of His Enforcer

Of course I’m letting him.

I’d let him do anything to me.

Anything.

I’m panting now, groaning, frothing at the mouth. I’m a rabid animal. I should be put down.

But I can’t come, as much as I want to, the cock ring is keeping me from completely falling over the edge. I ache, pleasure pulsing through my thighs and up my spine. I positively shiver from it.

I fucking yearn for more.

“Listen to you, begging for it.”

“I’m. Not. Begging,” I lie. I was begging. I am begging. If not with my mouth, then my body is a telltale sign. It arches back toward him, asking for more.

A slap reverberates around the room, his palm hitting me right between the cheeks, jostling the plug.

My ass is sore, surely pink from the way his hand has landed on it over and over, progressively harder each time.His palm must sting, I think as I smell the scent of smoke wafting over me. Who the fuck lit that?

I don’t know. It wasn’t me. Is someone else in here watching us?

God, I don’t know and I don’t care. I just don’t want him to stop.

Please don’t stop.

“Look at that cock, turning purple, dripping. It wants to come.”

“Oh god,” I moan as he steps away from me and returns a moment later. I don’t know where he went or what he has in his hands now, but I’m at his mercy.

Literally.

Don’t pretend you don’t like it.

“Hopefully, you learn your lesson after this,” Luca says as he pushes against my plug roughly, making me cry out before he slowly drags it out of me. It’s bigger than it appears, and I know as soon as it exits my body that my hole will be gaping.

I hear the plug fall to the ground with a clunk and can feel Luca just standing there, staring at me.

“So sad this won’t be used tonight,” he says, swirling his finger around my rim. Just once, but enough to have me nearly sobbing with pleasure. “Sad little kitten. No one will hear you scream.”

And then a painful slap lands on my ass from something hard. A leather paddle, I’m guessing. My hips buck against the mattress, my cock throbbing as he smacks my ass over and over again until tears line my cheeks, my dick feeling as if it will explode if I don’t get to come.

“That’s it, you little slut. You whore. Scream for it.”

I bite down on the sheets, trying to muffle my pathetic sounds, but he hits me again, my ass jiggling from the force of it.

He hits the other side and then the backs of my thighs, making me arch my chest off the bed.

“Say it. Say my fucking name.”

I refuse. I fucking refuse. He spanks me again, my ass aching. It will hurt tomorrow.

I feel the tip of the paddle slide between my ass cheeks, pressing against my hole.

“You want to be fucked, don’t you? You want my cock in this greedy little hole.”

My entire body shakes, my cries muffled as he tugs on my balls. The sensation shoots through my dick, and I feel precum slip from the tip.

He moves off me and seven more slaps hit my ass in quick succession, making me cry out, my eyes screwed shut in pleasure, my knuckles white from holding onto the sheets.

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