Page 150 of Taming Seraphine

SERAPHINE

I’m on my back, thrashing, kicking, and struggling, but Leroi’s dominance over my body is absolute. He glares down at me like the vengeful god of lust, his features switching between anger and arousal.

“Your ass is going to regret that,” he says, his mouth so close to mine that his minty breath warms my lips. “You’re too fond of pushing my buttons.”

“No, I’m not.” I jerk my neck forward to deliver a head butt, which only makes him draw back.

“Liar,” he says, his grip around my wrists tightening. “I’ll bet that sweet little pussy is soaked.”

All the self-defense moves the handler drilled into me are useless against Leroi. It’s as though he anticipates my every move. His free hand slides down to my waistband and yanks down my leggings, then he slides his fingers into my panties and finds my slick folds.

“Dirty girl. You’re soaked. You love being hunted,” he says, his voice rough and low.

I shake my head, my clit swelling, my hips jerking to create more friction, but he pulls his hand away. I groan with frustration.

“Oh. Did you think I would make your punishment pleasant, angel?” he croons, his teeth closing in on my earlobe and delivering another burst of pleasure and pain.

Before I can even respond, he drags me across the dry grass to a fallen log, and flips me over it onto my stomach. My breath catches, and I crawl on my hands, trying to get away, but the flat of his palm lands on my right ass cheek with a hard slap.

The sting races through my buttocks and settles into my clit. I cry out, the top half of my body collapsing onto the dry ground.

“Little brats who run away from their punishments get extra hard spankings.” He places a hand between my shoulder blades. “Now, count them.”

Shivers run down my spine. I part my thighs, remembering my first punishment when he spanked my ass and rubbed my clit and made me beg and cry for more. I want more of that.

“One,” I rasp, my voice trembling.

He delivers another hard slap to the same buttock, and I cry out, my hips arching.

“Two!” I scream, my fingers closing in around the grass.

This punishment is different. There are no light strokes or caresses, no mercy or restraint. It’s more pain than pleasure, but the intensity of each spank builds as I count and by the time he reaches six, my eyes water.

The spanks come in a steady rhythm, each one a little harder than the last. Clenching my teeth, I press my cheek into the log’s rough bark, my legs trembling, my walls convulsing with need. I’m lost in a sea of agony and ecstasy, with arousal trickling down my inner thighs.

He stops after the tenth, leaving me breathless. The breeze barely cools my burning ass cheeks, but it’s nothing compared to my pulsing clit. It aches so desperately with need that it feels fit to burst.

I try to rise off the log, but I’m desperate and weak. If he doesn’t fuck me this instant, I’m going to die.

Leroi’s thick fingers slide into my soaking pussy, filling the air with obscene wet sounds. “Fuck,” he growls. “You’re dripping. You love getting stripped naked and spanked out in the open.”

I swallow hard, my hips quivering. “No.”

His harsh laugh makes my hair stand on end. He pulls his fingers out, making me gasp at the loss.

“Don’t lie to me, little Seraphine. You like hurting men and making them bleed, but nothing gets your cunt wetter than a hard spanking.”

The cheeks on my face burn hotter than my ass. I want to shake my head and deny the accusation, but I want his touch more.

“Yes,” I whisper, barely able to form the words. “But I need you inside me now.”

“Not until you’ve learned your lesson. When I give you an order, you obey.”

I grind my teeth. “Why didn’t you just say red?”

“Because I’m the one in charge,” he snarls.

I know that, but I love getting Leroi so riled up and aroused that he forgets himself.

---