Page 58 of Sovereign

My breath comes heavy and fast. My eyes squeeze shut.

His fingers run over my bare ass. His palm rubs gently, massaging the muscles, being careful not to touch my exposed pussy.

“I want you to know that you’re a good girl,” he says. “This is for when you’re tempted to disobey me. Do you understand?”

“I understand,” I whisper. “Sir.”

He caresses my ass and upper thighs. Taking his time with every inch of naked skin. I’m breathing hard and doing my best not to squirm. He said I was to keep still, so I’ll do my best. His hand slides up my nape, up against my scalp, and closes. Holding my head in place by my hair.

He spanks me once. It barely stings, but I feel it in my pussy. I bite my lip.

“Good girl,” he murmurs.

My brain goes blank. I can take a lot if it means he’ll praise me like that. With a voice as smooth as fine, dark whiskey, edged with rough gravel beneath.

He spanks me harder this time, three times in a row. My eyes widen and I grip the pillow. He waits, like he expects me to react, but I don’t. I suck my breath in as he starts spanking me with little blows, just heavy enough to sting, but not enough to really hurt.

“Do you know your safeword?” he asks.

I nod. “Yes, sir.”

His grip tightens in my hair and he spanks me hard where my left cheek meets my upper thigh. I gasp this time and my eyes water. My skin is starting to feel warm where he’s striking me. But it has nothing on the heat pulsing between my legs.

He spanks both sides of my ass in rapid succession. More like quick swats, like he’s trying to deny me the pleasurable thuds that send vibrations down to my clit. He’s making sure it hurts before it feels good. I want to call him a sadist in my head, but if he’s a sadist and I’m wet from what he’s doing…does that make me a masochist?

I’m not sure I’m ready for that label yet.

My inner muscles clench and I feel my pussy leak. It drips down my sex and I know it’s on his thigh. Staining his pants.

My ass is warm and I’m struggling to keep still. He doesn’t let up, he just spanks me evenly on both sides again and again. The same way he fucks—without reprieve. I wish he’d given me something to bite down on because my jaw aches from clenching. My fingers grip the pillow and I force myself to focus on my white knuckles.

I can breathe through this.

My lips part and without my consent, a whimper bursts out. He goes still for a beat and I freeze. Was that the wrong thing to do?

“I’m sorry, sir,” I breathe.

His palm moves over my burning ass and up my lower back. His other hand doesn’t loosen in my hair, it holds my head down so I’m unable to raise my eyes higher than the pillow.

“It’s alright, redbird,” he says. “You may whimper. Just no backtalk.”

He spanks me again, hard enough I cry out. Something thick rises in my throat and I realize it’s a sob. Part of me is humiliated that I’m crying. It doesn’t even hurt that badly. I’ve had worse period cramps in the last few months. But there’s something so vulnerable about allowing him to hurt me.

It’s safe.

It’s pain, but not the kind I’m used to. This pain is closer to the intimacy of pleasure. Like a whisper against my throat in the dark. Like the soft thud of his hips meeting mine as he ruts into my body.

My mind latches onto the memory of the bed hitting the wall.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

Every one of his thrusts calculated to hit every inch of my inner walls. I pinch my eyes shut and I realize I’m getting used to his palm on my ass. My hot muscles are relaxing and calm rises up my spine.

Sweet, painful release.

I feel it before I realize what it is. My pussy tightens as his hand cups it, sending heavy vibrations through my lower body. My clit throbs as it contacts the rough fabric of his pants over his hard thigh. Back and forth with each spank.

One tear and then another slip from my eyes. My throat clenches and a sob bursts up. And another until I’m crying into the pillow. But I barely notice because suddenly I’m aware that I’m right on the edge of coming on his thigh. I freeze, realizing I don’t know the boundaries around orgasm during punishment.

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