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Eunji's head popped up in astonishment. I knew for a fact she would never say she loved me, and I also remembered that bastard Romano had made her call him master.
"Understand?"
"Yes, sir," she whimpered into the leather.
I wasn't going to lie; my cock was already hard and straining through my dress pants. I had already taken off my shirt and shoes, but I kept my pants on to keep a level of control. If I didn't, I wouldn't get my answers out of her and I would lose control and fuck her before the mission was done.
I gave her one last gentle and soothing stroke down her back, relishing her shiver, and then I reluctantly pulled myself away. I grabbed the slim leather paddle. It had heart indentations on it. I thought it was slightly ironic and chose it just for Eunji. None of my toys had been used. Until now. I raised the paddle in the air and let it fly. The back of the paddle landed on her bottom with a loud crack, striking her like lightning.
Her body lit up. She gasped and squirmed on the bench, trying to fight the straps on her arms and legs. I didn't hesitate. I swatted her ass again, and it landing just as hard on the other cheek. Her sobs started then. Good. I walked around the bench looking at my handiwork and giving her a light reprieve.
Tears were trailing down her face and I had to hold myself back from licking them up. I swatted Eunji again, her howls soothing to the beast inside me. The one I kept clamped down. Hidden.
One more swat and she broke. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't tell you the truth because I was scared."
I halted myself mid swing. "Why were you scared?" My throat was dry, and I went to the dresser and grabbed a quick drink. I had made sure to put Gatorades and waters out for us. We were going to need it.
"When I went to the bakery, a Russian approached me. He said the boss told him to give me a message and it was that my days were numbered. I'd failed to go back to them with the other girls who were sold and now I was expendable."
My heart stopped in my chest. The Russians were going to kill Eunji. They wanted her to get the girls and go back to them. How had I missed this?
"Are you a spy?" I spat out. I was so confused, my dick wilted. I pulled the blindfold off her face so I could look her in the eyes.
"No," she sobbed.
"Then what the fuck?" I spun around, feeling crazy. Were my soldiers right? Could Eunji not be trusted?
Chapter 11
Eunji
My ass was on fire. I broke so quickly for Vito, which really triggered me. When Romano had me, I just allowed him and his men to do whatever they wanted to do. But Vito wasn't Romano. While my ass stung, it wasn't bruised. He only smacked me a few times and now he was soothing me. He was rubbing my ass gently, taking away some of the bite. If I was being honest with myself, a lot of my squirming wasn't from pain. It was from sexual frustration. I wanted to come. I wanted Vito to make me come.
"Good job, little lotus. I'll take care of it, no more worrying. I won't let anyone hurt you."
My head lolled at the very thought that I was safe. I heard a snick sound from behind, but I didn't raise my head to look. On some level, I trusted Vito. He wouldn't hurt me. I think he was trying to teach me a lesson. Not out of spite, but out of some misguided idea that I needed to submit to him. It could be a safety thing. Hell if I knew.
I felt the coldness of lube on my backside and froze. It had been a few months since I'd had anything back there and I wasn't too keen on just sticking Vito inside with no work up. I needn't be worried. Vito plugged me. It slipped right in. Whatever lube he was using was magic. Normally, nothing could just slip inside me without an issue. I needed a lot of foreplay and distraction. The plug was tiny. It couldn't have been more than an inch thick and four inches long, with a flared base.
Vito groaned. "You look so sexy, so fucking enticing with my plug inside you. I'm going to fill all your holes. That way, you finally know who you belong to." He tapped the plug lightly, causing me to jump slightly.
I was in a very vulnerable position. Even though I was vulnerable to him, I was still wet. I could feel myself dripping onto the leather below me. I tried to rub my clit on the bench for relief, but that just earned me another swat on my bottom.
I heard Vito's buckle dropping to the floor along with his pants. This was it. I was soaked for him, dripping down my thighs.
He massaged my ass, jostling the butt plug inside, and I moaned, thrusting my hips back wantonly. He guided his cock inside me with one big push. It was bigger than I had imagined. He scraped along my walls just so, causing little ripples of pleasure and a slight pinch of pain from the girth. Three strokes were all I got before he started taking the restraints off of me.
As soon as he pulled out to untie me, my pussy clenched at the emptiness he left behind. I whimpered and he flipped me over. His face was a mask of savage arousal. He carried me off the bench and tossed me onto the bed before him.
I closed my eyes, waiting for him to thrust back inside of me. My ass was rubbing the sheets and it hurt, but I was too keyed up to really feel the pain.
"Open your eyes," he growled.
I turned my head and moaned against the sheets.
"Look at me, little lotus." His voice wasn't any softer, but it sounded like he was pleading with me.
My eyes popped open and he was standing above me, slightly straddling my chest. His cock hit my face and I almost reached out and nipped it. I wanted to, but I didn't. Who knew what he would do?
