Page 42 of Taken By the Soldier
I place her down on the bed and take her shoes off. She’s wearing a dress in the Zasforran style, and when I run a hand up her bare leg, I soon discover she’s not wearing any panties. “Naughty girl,” I say, dragging a finger through her folds.
She whimpers and arches her center against my hand, a blissful expression falling over her. “Yes,” she whispers. “I’m a very naughty girl. What are you going to do about it?”
She’s never teased me like this before, never tried to goad me into spanking her, though I’m well aware that the punishment spankings I’ve given her always make her soaking wet and achy between her thighs.
I spread moisture over her clit and watch as her eyes flutter shut and a sweet whimper escapes her throat.
“You know what happens to naughty girls in this house, young lady, don’t you?”
Her breath hitches and she opens her eyes, settling a heated gaze on me. “They get punished, sir.” Her center gyrates in tune with the swirls I place upon her clit, and I can tell she’s close to coming.
I remove my hand from between her thighs and give her a stern look. “That’s right, princess. Naughty girls in this house get punished. They get spanked on their bare little bottoms.” My cock thickens and my balls tighten with desire. Fuck. I want to be inside her now. Pounding her fast and deep. But first… first I want to take her over my knee and give her exactly what she’s craving. Or maybe instead of taking her over my knee, I’ll force her to bend over the bed. Maybe I’ll finally give her a taste of the belt, though I won’t whip her as hard as I would if she’d truly misbehaved and earned a real punishment.
I stand up and remove my uniform shirt, then slip off my boots and socks. I reach for my belt buckle and make a show of drawing the thick leather off my pants. Her eyes widen as she realizes my intent, and she shakes her head back and forth quickly.
“Please, no,” she says. “Please, sir, not the belt. That’s not what I wanted. That’s not—”
I fold the belt in half and smack the leather against my palm, hard enough to make her wince. “You will bend over the bed and lift your skirts up, young lady.” I step back and make room for her to obey my command. “You will bare your bottom and spread your legs wide.”
She sighs and casts a wary look at the belt, but finally crawls off the bed and moves into position. She gathers her skirts up and bends over the bed, and my cock hardens further at the moisture that glimmers along the seam of her nether lips.
“Spread yourself wider,” I say as I snap the leather against my palm again.
She gasps and gazes worriedly over her shoulder, but she’s quick to obey, and soon I can easily glimpse the slick, pink insides of her pussy, as well as her adorable puckering hole. I make a mental note to start using butt plugs in the near future so I might properly train her ass. There are plenty to choose from in the box of sex toys.
“Good girl.” I take position beside her and place a hand on her lower back. “Now, you’re to receive ten lashes with the belt. I expect you to hold as still as possible and accept your whipping, young lady. I daresay once I’m through with you, you’ll think twice before you leave the house without panties on.”
She shudders as I drag the belt over her cheeks. I prepare my aim and bring the leather down across her ass. She jolts in place and gasps, but she doesn’t move out of position, nor does she reach back to cover her bottom cheeks.
Satisfaction spreads through me as a faint pink welt appears on her otherwise creamy flesh. I inhale deeply as I run a finger over that welt, admiring my handiwork. “One down. Nine to go.” I step back and deliver the next four blows in quick succession. Then I pause and allow her a moment to catch her breath.
When I notice the glimmer between her thighs is growing, I can’t resist dragging the leather up and down her pussy a few times, teasing her with the implement.
“Please, sir,” she whispers. “Please, I don’t think I can take anymore. It hurts.” She peers over her shoulder at me, her eyes wide and pleading.
“You’re halfway done,” I say in an encouraging tone. “You will bear it, Judith. Now, turn back around and keep your hands out of the way.”
She whimpers but does as I say.
I cup her bottom and run my fingers over the heated welts. “After your whipping, little girl, you’re to get down on your knees and show me just how sorry you are. Do you understand?” My cock throbs in anticipation.
“Yes, sir. I understand.”
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JUDITH
I regret teasingLuka just to get a spanking. I’d hoped he would take me over his knee and give me a few quick smacks, followed by some sexy time. Not this. Not a belt whipping.
Five to go. Can I take it? I’m not sure. The sting is awful, and I tense as he steps back.
Crack! Crack!He administers two more hard lashes, and I grasp onto the covers and cry out, begging him to stop. But he doesn’t stop. Not until he lands the final three blows across my poor, welted ass. The last three lashes come quickly and I almost sob with relief knowing it’s now over.
I lay on the bed blinking back moisture, but I don’t break down into tears. Perhaps if this was a real punishment I might actually cry. When Luka gives me a real punishment, it’s a combination of the pain of a spanking and his disappointment and firm scoldings that leave me in tears.
He caresses my back and leans down to kiss my cheek. I hear him moving away then and know what I must do—he wants me on my knees sucking his cock. I hear fabric rustling and suspect he’s removing his pants.
I rise off the bed and drop to my knees before him, wincing as my heels come into contact with my welted ass. He stands over me, holding his hugely engorged cock in his hand, giving me an expectant look.
