Page 13 of Her World In His Hands

The painful thwack which landed on her bottom galvanised her into action, she struggled furiously, thrashing and kicking her legs. A steady flow of spanks rained down on her benighted rear end and no amount of resistance brought her any closer to escape. Clasping his left ankle with her hands, Sassa pushed up his suit trouser leg and sank her teeth into his muscular calf muscle. There was a thunderous roar from above.

“You little witch - That’ll cost you dear!” He pushed up her tartan skirt and yanked down her tights and panties.

“No! No! No!” she bellowed in rage.

“If I have to paint your arse scarlet to teach you to mind me, then so be it!”

His hand felt like a board as he poured retribution down onto her rump, scalding her sensitive skin. She screeched as his palm paid homage to her tender creases between buttock and thigh. Surely, she’d never sit comfortably ever again?

“Stop! I’ve had enough!” she cried desperately.

“I don’t think so, not if you’re still capable of sounding so bad tempered,” came his depressing reply.

“What do you expect, a welcoming party?” She ground her teeth.What does he think I’m going to do, beg him to stop? Not happening Mister, at least not until hell freezes over… The bastard!

“Soo sassy; no, I expect honesty, simple honesty. You love me as much as I love you. I know you want me, so why prolong being apart? Isn’t spending nearly two thousand years of misery separated from one another, enough? If I have to paint your pretty arse red to prove it to you, then so be it!”

“Huh! So, this spanking has nothing to do with my swearing it’s all about you getting your own way, yet again!” she cried.

“It’s about both. It’s about you facing what you know in your heart!”

It wasn’t easy for her to keep up her stoical facade for very long. Her scalded behind already felt swollen as fire danced across her flesh causing her to wince and gasp under every smack that landed. The ache in her nether regions spread. Embarrassingly, she grew wet and clamped her thighs together hoping to hide the evidence from his discerning eye. Long ago she’d given up worrying about why she was aroused by a spanking; what concerned her now was that Njord would discover her proclivity. Tears began to trickle into her hair line, it was an anomaly that a spanking hurt and she hated it used as a punishment, but it aroused her and therefore she couldn’t help but crave it. The ultimate ‘catch twenty-two,’ situation. Not that Njord would have a clue what that meant, not having been around to read modern literature or watch movies.

Feeling thoroughly tenderised by now, she began to plead with him in an attempt to call a halt. Her rounded nates felt thoroughly blistered. As perplexing as it was, the heat transmitted to her core causing copious amounts of arousal to slip down and slicken her thighs.

“I’m sorry I s-swore. I promise not t-to,” she wailed.

“I’ll hold you to your promise, and if you break it, my belt comes off,” he told her, his hand stilled, resting on her hot flesh.

“Can you let me up?” she asked.

The feel of his palm as it slid down over the contour of her rear, caused her breath to still. Her mouth ran dry as fingers slipped into her drenched seam.

“Someone has a naughty secret… So wet for me,” he confided with a deep chuckle.

Sassa felt her face heat with embarrassment and wriggled uncomfortably, not knowing how to reply.

Succulent noises filled the small cell like room as he pumped her drenched channel which fluttered around his flexing fingers. “I think you’re in desperate need of pleasure my little one. Has it been a long time?”

Inexplicitly tears filled her eyes.You have no idea…but she wasn’t going to tell him how long. She should call a halt to this right now, yet she couldn’t bring herself to speak. His thumb swirled over her clitoris bestowing her with such euphoric elation, she couldn’t bring herself to speak. A soft mewl of pleasure escaped as he increased the tempo of his gliding fingers, increasing pressure on her needy little bud. Her body flooded with ecstatic joy and she revelled in the much-needed release which ripped through her with such exuberance, leaving her limp in the aftermath.

There was no resistance when he gathered her up against his chest. Next, she knew they were stood in a strange bedroom, she cradled in Njord’s arms.

“You did it again,” she grumbled without rancour.

“Sorry, I’ll try and remember to warn you next time,” he replied as he settled her onto the large double bed.

“Where are we?” she asked drowsily.

“My room at my manor.”

“Oh.”

“I’m going to make love to you, Sassa. Tell me now if you object because once I touch you, I won’t be able to hold back. I’ve dreamt of this moment for far, far too long,” his low husky voice caused her heart to lurch.

His gaze filled with longing and a glittering lust.

Arousing shivers pulsed through her body turning her pussy molten.Oh yes, my gorgeous god, I want you.Closing her eyes, common sense warred with emotion.

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