Page 27 of The Captain's Bounty
I think I like this one.
Please don’t let him spank me again.
Her breath caught. She fought not to flinch as he reached for her, catching his hand tightly in her hair once more.
“Stand,” he ordered.
She scrambled to obey, arching straight up onto her tiptoes to relieve the pressure of his grip as he marched her from the bed to park her, unbelievably, into the farthest corner of the room. He put her so far up to the wall that her nose almost touched where the two sides joined together.
She stared in disbelief at the cool gray metal.
“What are you?” he demanded.
“I’m very sorry,” she said, because no way in hell was she going to repeat what he’d said.
The being laughed inside her.
The flat of Bruwes’s hand slapped her ass, driving her to dance up onto her tiptoes, his grip on her hair preventing her from squirming away no matter how hard or unerringly his disciplining hand became as he repeatedly spanked her.
“I’m sorry!” she cried again, desperate for him to just be happy with that, but if anything, his hand grew harder, slapping the undersides of her ass until she just couldn’t bear it. Then he swatted the tops of both thighs
“I’m a naughty little girl!” she sobbed. “I’m a naughty little girl!”
She even bounced like one, unable to do anything but grab her legs and plead for him to stop.
“Hands on the wall,” he ordered.
She slapped them flat to the cool metal to either side of her head, all but burying her face in the backs of them.
“I changed my mind. Put them on the back of your head instead.”
She obeyed that order too, folding them one on top of the other on top of her head, just above his grip on her hair.
“Nose to the wall.”
She immediately touched the wall with her nose, sniffling and closing her eyes against the blush of humiliation now consuming her every bit as fiercely as the burning in her ass.
“Spread your feet, ass out.”
His voice was deepening, growing huskier. Liquid flowed as she tensed in automatic reluctance. His breathing was heavy and with every exhale, his heated breaths caressed the slope of her neck and her shoulder, sending goosebumps racing up her arms.
Defiance would bring more spanking and her ass was already so very tender. She debated for only half a heartbeat, but there was no other option. She shifted her feet apart, tipping her hips to push her bottom back toward him.
Her pussy quivered, her clit thrumming at his very nearness.
Please don’t let him notice.
Ihave no control over what he sees,the entity replied.If you don’t want him to act on your arousal, stop being aroused by him.
The Corner Gods were heartless bastards too. They not only ignored her prayers, but in the very next moment, Bruwes let go of her hair. His open hand settled on her back at the top of her spine, the heat of his open palm gripping the nape of her neck until her already tense legs began to shake.
“You are a naughty little girl who needs her bare bottom spanked until she learns to do as she is told.” The heat of his hand slipped down her spine, moving steadily lower, intensifying her trembling.
“Yes,” she whispered, praying he’d stop.
The Corner Gods ignored that one too.
“Say it,” Bruwes demanded, turning his hand when he reached the small of her back. His fingers now pointing toward her out-thrust ass, she didn’t even hesitate.
