Page 67 of Violent Love: Viktor
She hissed, but didn’t cry out. A red stripe bloomed across her left ass cheek.
I rubbed my mark, watching her flinch beneath my palm.
“I bet your cunt’s dripping like a bitch in heat,” I murmured, sliding my hand between her thighs.
Didn’t even reach her pussy—her inner thighs were soaked.
What the fuck was I going to do with my filthy little slut?
I raised the belt again.
SNAP.
The belt landed again—harder this time. Right cheek.
She jerked forward with a whimper, her fingers clutching the sheets. But she didn’t move. Didn’t beg. My good girl knew better.
“You want to act like a needy little bitch,” I growled, raising my arm,“then I’ll treat you like one.”
SNAP. SNAP. SNAP.
Each strike echoed through the room, overlapping with her ragged breathing. Red lines bloomed across her skin like ribbons of shame. Her thighs trembled.
“You touch my pussy without permission again,” I said, bringing the leather down across both cheeks,“and I’ll leave you plugged and gagged for a fucking week.”
She moaned into the mattress—high, broken, soaked in humiliation.
I crouched behind her, spreading her ass with both hands, admiring my handiwork. Her hole was twitching, tight and untouched. Her cunt was a mess—slick and swollen, proof of how much she loved this.
“Look at this greedy little hole,” I muttered, pressing a lubed finger to her asshole.“Still hungry, even after you fucked yourself like a desperate whore.”
She shivered when I pushed my finger in.
“You know what’s next.”
I twisted my wrist, opening her up. She keened when I added a second finger.
“You think a cucumber makes you bold?” I leaned in, lips brushing her spine.“Wait until I stretch you with my cock. You’ll forget your own fucking name.”
I reached for the lube again.
“Count for me,” I ordered, lifting the belt.
She whimpered,“Yes, Master,” just as I brought it down again.
SNAP.
“One.”
Chapter 30
Natalya
“Ten,” I cried out.
I panted through the pain, waiting for more, but it didn't come. The burn across flesh was fierce and I loved it.
“Thank you, Master,” I gasped as his cool hands cupped my ass cheeks.
