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I moaned and curled onto my side.
“We’re not done, baby doll,” Alaric murmured.
I stilled. He couldn’t be serious, right? “You’ve come twice already, big man. Don’t get greedy,” I countered, my voice revealing the hoarseness in my throat.
“There’s one of your holes left for me to fuck, baby doll, and you’re going to beg me for it,” he growled boldly, and I stilled.
“You’re goddamn insane,” I replied furiously. There was no way he was going to fuck my ass. No man ever had, and he was most certainly not going to tonight. There was also zero chance I was going to beg him for it.
“Ask me to fuck that tight little hole,” he snarled, and I started to get angry.
“No,” I refused, shaking my head. “Take this off,” I added, shoving my tied wrists in his direction. I wanted to go to bed, and I’d never be able to get comfortable if I was still bound.
His gaze darkened considerably, and for a moment, a quiet sense of fear bubbled to life deep in the pit of my belly. The more he stared me down, the more afraid I became. There was a sudden part of me that regretted my bold words.
He knelt down to the floor and grabbed the clasp of his belt. Then he slowly stood up and folded the leather in two. I squirmed backwards on the bed, but it was too late. I wasn’t fast enough. He grabbed my ankle and deftly flipped me over onto my belly, before bringing the soft leather down hard on my ass.
It felt like a fire brand. His palm now seemed like child’s play compared to this. He lashed my naked bottom with the belt again, and as I tried to pull my leg from his grasp, my thighs spread open the slightest bit. He whipped me again and the folded tip of the belt just grazed my inner folds. I screamed and squirmed, but it soon became clear that I wasn’t going to get away.
“Please stop!” I cried out.
My ass burned.
“Bad little girls who don’t do as they’re told are punished until they are soaking wet and pretty little tears are dripping down their cheeks,” he scolded, and my pussy clenched hard with need. My thighs were already sticky with my cum and his, but it didn’t matter. I just wanted more.
Swiftly, he grabbed me about the waist and lifted me up in order to slide a thick pillow underneath my hips.
“I’m going to whip this disobedient little bottom until it’s marked enough to really teach you a lesson. Then I’m going to spank that naughty little pussy bright red. You’re going to cry for me. You’re going to sob. You’re going to beg me to stop, but it’s not going to matter. Your punishment will only end when I decide it will end, and not a moment before. After all that, I’m going to give you another chance to do as you’re told, and if you’re a very good girl, I might just let you come,” he growled and my core shuddered hard.
My hips felt extraordinarily high up in the air, and my naked ass already burned from being spanked multiple times in the same night. He’d only whipped me a few times with the belt so far, but I could already feel the fiery welts rising on my skin.
I whimpered, pulling my bound hands into my chest.
“Now, ask me to begin your punishment, baby doll,” he demanded, his voice firm.
“Please punish me, sir,” I whispered. I didn’t know why I’d called him sir, but in that moment it felt right. He was strong and fierce. Clearly formidable enough to tackle a woman like me.
“Are you ready to be reminded of your place?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” I said softly.
He wanted my surrender. He wanted my pain. My tears. My pleasure. He demanded everything and he was making me give it all.
Which… if I was truly honest with myself… made me curious.
He’d hurt me. Had forced me over his knees and spanked me over my jeans and then had torn my clothes from my body, leaving me completely and utterly bare. He’d bared my ass,spanked me once more, and made me come more times than I could count. He’d fucked me harder than any man ever had before, and I hadn’t been able to get enough of it. His brand of dominance was intoxicating because no one had ever made me submit to something like it.
Pain. Pleasure.
It felt like he was giving me the world.
Would it be so bad if I gave in?
No one would ever know I’d been stripped naked and fucked hard. No one would ever know this stranger had spanked me and that I’d sucked his cock with my bottom still burning.
And now I was about to get my naked backside whipped with a belt. Then he was going to force me to open my legs so that he could spank my pussy too.
I knew what would come after that because I already wanted to beg him for it even before my punishment began.
