Page 304 of Entering Stronghold

“Back in position,” he ordered, holding up the paddle again, watching her in the mirror so she could see he was prepared to bring it down on her other thigh the moment she was back in place.

Blinking, eyes looking a little liquid, she sniffed a bit and moved herself back. It would have been easier for her if he’d tied her down, but tonight Patrick wanted to watch her struggle a bit more. Dominating her with his commands, rather than giving her the easier task of submitting to her bonds.

As she settled back down on the bench, Patrick brought the paddle down again.

THWAP!

This time she was more prepared for it, but she still jerked slightly and gave a small cry as the pain flared through her. He could see her muscles tensing, flexing and probably squeezing the large plug in her ass as she squirmed on top of the bench. The two pink prints on the backs of her thighs made him grin. He glanced in the mirror, to see her watching him with slightly narrowed eyes.

Yes, she was able to watch herself, but she was also going to be able to see him and his expressions. The mirror would be revealing for both of them. Lexie was going to know exactly how much he enjoyed every dirty, erotic moment.

THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!

The rounded cheeks of her ass were on fire from the sharp blows of the paddle, although none of them could compare to the stinging smacks Patrick occasionally landed on her thighs. Watching him land each smack so precisely, with such focus on her backside, was so damned sexy even though it hurt like hell.

He wasn’t giving her a punishment spanking, but he wasn’t holding back either.

Hot flames licked at her backside as it clenched around the thick plug in her anus. Fortunately, he was careful to avoid actually smacking the base of the plug, she had no doubt it would hurt like a bitch, considering how large the toy was.

It was hard to get enough breath to gasp and moan, the cincher around her waist making it impossible for her to breathe deeply. It made her light-headed, giddy, and confused her body even further. Conflicting sensations rioted through her as she panted.

They looked beautiful in the mirror, her bent over and submitting to him, Patrick standing behind her like a stern god doling out erotic punishment to her. Every inch of her lower body throbbed, her clit felt like it was twice its usually size and oh so sensitive to the rush of air that flowed over it every time the paddle landed.

She gripped the hand rests of the bench tightly, forcing herself to stay in place as the paddle came down again, and she cried out. The sting pierced her, before being followed by a hot rush of pleasurable warmth in the exact same area.

“Have you learned your lesson, Lexie?”

“Yes, Sir,” she gasped out, shuddering as his hand came down to caress her ass. The lustful expression on his face as he squeezed her buttock, roughly, sent a shiver down her spine, even as her pussy clenched emptily. Fuck, she needed him inside of her so bad, she was going to go crazy with it.

“Do you know what we’re going to do tonight, Pixie?”

“No, Sir,” she said, shaking her head. Patrick never gave hints.

His eyes met hers in the mirror, his hand sliding down her butt cheek and tapping against the base of the plug. It made the big toy jolt inside of her and she clenched automatically.

“You’re going to watch me take your anal virginity.”

Fuck, if she’d been breathless before, that was nothing compared to how she felt now. A heady giddiness swamped her as Patrick twisted the plug, tugging at it gently so it pulled on the tight ring of her sphincter while she shuddered and moaned at the sensation.

“Would you like that, Pixie?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Tell me.”

Oh fuck. Her throat felt tight, constricted, as she stared helplessly at him in the mirror while he toyed with the plug. Being tied up while Patrick had his way with her was always hot, and she’d thought she’d felt vulnerable at those moments, but they were nothing compared to this one. Nothing holding her down, nothing restraining her or binding her in place; she was just going to lay here and, not just let him, ask him to fuck her virgin ass. Hot need coursed through her as he waited, spinning the plug back and forth. The sensation wasn’t uncomfortable, just strange, and verging on the edge of being highly pleasurable if she could just get her head around it.

“Please, Sir,” she whispered, licking her lips, unable to take her eyes away from his. “Please fuck my virgin ass.”

“You don’t sound very sure, Pixie,” he said, his voice warm and hungry. He tugged on the base, pulling it away from her body, enough to stretch her but not enough to pull it free, and she gasped as her tight hole spasmed around it.

“Please, Sir... I want you inside my ass... I want you to take my last virginity... I’ve been saving it for you.”

The shock on his face would have made her extremely smug in another situation. She honestly hadn’t meant to tell him, not yet, but her brain wasn’t right at the moment. Maybe she really wasn’t getting enough air, or maybe she’d just gone past the point of being able to hold anything back from him, but the words had come out without thought.

His eyes softened even as the expression on his face hardened into something ferociously possessive, even more so than when he’d put the collar on her earlier.

“I’m honored, sweetheart,” he said, his voice so tender it was completely at odds with the fire across the skin on her ass and the depraved, lustful needs of her body. “I’ll take good care of you.”

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