Page 57 of Gladiator's Captive
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Serena
Rager lifted me in his arms easily, then walked me over to the bed. He put me down, his eyes raking over my body with a burning hunger.
“But before I take you the way I want to, I have to punish you for disobeying me like you did.” Rager moved back, then shot a long look at the bed before lifting his gaze back up to me. “You’re not the only one who was scared today. Seeing you in the midst of all those people, knowing any one of them might recognize you for the daughter of the richest slave owner on Valcan terrified me. Not even I could have protected you from this many angry people.”
My mouth slacked open and I stared at Rager. Then I blinked and blinked again.
“You want to punish me, even after all we said?” I tried to take a step back, but I was trapped between Rager and the bed.
“I want to teach you a lesson that is important above all else.” Rager pushed into me, forcing the back of my knees against the bed. “I want to teach you that whenever you disobey me, whenever you put yourself in danger, you are hurting me. And I think it’s only fair that you accept your punishment for it.”
I swallowed hard. The fear in my belly twisted, but a new kind of emotion also spread its heat down my core. I knew the punishment was to come, knew it would hurt. But I also knew Rager didn’t punish me to cause me pain.
He punished me because he cared. He punished me because he valued me enough to do it. Because he had feared for me.
“I do.” I lifted my chin and met his gaze straight on. A calm washed over me as I accepted his dominion over me. “I accept your punishment.”
Emotions flashed in Rager’s eyes and he nodded almost imperceptibly.
“Turn around. Kneel on the bed with your hands behind your back.”
I obeyed and a tremor spread on my skin as my knees pushed into the softness of the mattress. Heat flooded between my legs, coating my pussy in wet, hot need.
“Do not turn around.” Rager’s voice was husky, the heat from his body radiating through the room. “Good. Now cross your wrists.”
I obeyed again and a long, deep shiver ran along my spine as the sound of leather straps hitting one another came behind me. My breathing accelerated and more heat spread between my thighs. I could feel it slide down the inside of my legs, betraying my arousal.
“Do not move, do not say a word until I give you permission to do so.”
Rager’s voice came just beside my ear, his hot breath fanning my cheek. His fingers closed around my wrists as he wrapped some kind of fabric around them, pinning them together firmly. He tugged on the ties a few times, making sure I couldn’t escape it. I couldn’t, it was too well tied, although it wasn’t hurting me.
“Now, bend on the bed.”
A flutter agitated my chest but I obeyed anyway. There was a strange form of calm that came along with the loss of control. The tired blanket felt cool and soft against my cheek, contrasting with the burning sensation that covered the rest of my body. Heat was coming off of me in waves, as I became aware of the display I gave to Rager. My ass up in the air, and my pussy, swollen red lips wet and shining with need.
“Spread your legs wider.” Rager gave the order, his voice husky but eerily calm. He guided my knees apart, his hand lingering on my skin, tracing the curve of my ass with a satisfied grunt.
His fingers moved between my spread butt cheeks and I shivered as they brushed over my tight, puckered hole.
“You’ve been disobedient, little girl,” Rager mused as his fingers lingered there, just rubbing against the circle of muscles long enough for my breathing to turn to a pant. “I have it in my mind to fuck you like all bad girls should be fucked. In the ass, hard and long.”
Oh, Gods. My head swam in a thick ooze of fear and my pussy clenched to the point of pain. My clit throbbed and ached for a touch, and Rager’s fingers moved down, dipping just a bit in the slick fluids, collecting it with his fingers and spreading it up around my bottom hole.
“Yes, I think it’s exactly what you need. But before that, I will spank you until you beg me to fuck you in the ass, so you never forget the lesson you learned today. Do you understand, Serena?”
I shut my eyes against the onslaught of images coming to me. Of Rager’s size and girth, pounding into my soft, fragile hole. Of me, tied up and helpless, screaming under the assault of sensations.
This was too much, and yet, I wanted more.
“Yes, I understand.”
“And then, my beautiful Serena, only when you have learned your lesson, I will let you come for me. Now, tell me, do you accept my punishment?”
Yes! A thousand times, yes.It was weird and it was wrong, but I wanted nothing more than for Rager to punish me and use me like the bad little girl I was. Maybe I was twisted and wrong for wanting that, but my pussy was soaking wet and my clit pulsed.
I didn’t care. I wanted to be punished. No.
