Page 54 of Ashes of Sin and Stardust

“Tell me to stop.” He hesitated for a moment, waiting. Daring me.

Fuck. I couldn’t. The honesty of where I was right now was more painful than the sting of my skin. I was exactly where I wanted to be. Where I needed to be. Where I belonged. Getting put in my place by an older man who wasn’t afraid of whatever I might throw at him.

This was exactly what I’d asked for. And now he was giving it to me.

“That’s what I thought.” The smugness in his voice was disgusting.

Smack, squeeze.His fingernails dug into my skin, and he pulled at my cheek, then released it and let it bounce back.

“Oh,fuck.” I squeezed my eyes closed and he did it again, pulling my cheek aside, exposing me to him.

“Change your mind yet?”

“No.”

“You didliterallyask for this,” he said, reminding me of my Christmas request.

Another round of smacks and hits brought me to the edge of my climax, but he stopped right before I exploded. I growled in frustration at being teased.

“Well it’s a shitty present!” I squirmed.

“Really? Because...”Smack. Smack. Smack.“I think you’re enjoying it.” He trailed his finger up from the middle of my thigh, sending shivers all through my body. He leaned over me and displayed his finger in front of my face, showing me how wet it was. “See?” he said, his voice mocking. Then he wiped it right under my nose and above my top lip, forcing me to smell the evidence of my arousal while he finished torturing me.

“I hate you,” I whined again.

“I know.”Smack. “That’s half the fun.”Smack. “You can’t stand me, but you can’t resist.”Smack. “You will never be able to resist, Alice... and neither can I.”

His hand on my head changed. Rather than push my face down on the table, he wove his fingers into my hair and lifted me up, arching my back. I felt his hips pressed against my ass, and I could feel his erection through his pants.Oh hell yes.

But he was pretty far away from winning this game. I wasn’t going to give him what he wanted over an orgasm.

“You really are a hardcore little pain slut, aren’t you?” he whispered in my ear. I felt goosebumps raise on my arms when his lips brushed lightly against my ear. “I’ve made girls cry and beg by this point and you’re still holding back your moans. You want the belt? Would that do it, Alice? Is that what you need, sweetheart?”

My eyes flew open at the thought. God did I ever. I craved that quiet, blissful peace that came with overwhelming pain. But I wasn’t going to ask. Because fuck him, I wasn’t giving him what he wanted over a spanking!

“You better give me a yes or no or we’re finished.”

I mean to say no. I really did. But I opened my mouth, and his fist tightened in my hair, and the word popped out before I could stop it. “Yes.” I bit my lip, squinting my eyes shut in humiliation.

He gave me a second to take it back. To change my mind. But I couldn’t take that either, because now that I was halfway there, all I wanted was to feel what it would be like to be so completely overpowered by him that I shattered into a million pieces.

Break me,I wanted to beg. But I swallowed my plea and submitted to him repositioning me.

He unbuckled my wrists and set the belt on the table beside me so I could see what was coming for me. Holding me by the neck and the hair, he pressed his knee into the back of my leg, forcing my knees to buckle. He had me on the ground before I knew what happened. I caught myself with my hands, and he pushed me down until my forehead was in the ground, my hair splayed out on the ground in front of me. Then he stepped to the side and put his foot on my hair, pinning me there with one foot.

Humiliation washed over me, and I felt... Small. Embarrassed. Stupid.

The belt clinked as he picked it up. “Tell me to stop.”

I bit my lip.

“Last chance, Alice... this is going to hurt.”

I released the breath I didn’t know I was holding and felt myself give in to my predicament. This was it. I would take whatever he threw at me, and there was nothing I could do.

The belt sliced through the air and struck me on my ass, sending a terrible burst of pain through my whole body. I cried out but forced myself to breathe.

“You don’t get to flirt with useless little boys.”

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