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“This wasn’t an act of rebellion? A last hoorah before I well and truly claim you? Genuine forgetfulness?”
A lie would likely get me a harsher punishment. Either because he knows I’m lying because Corvin is almost supernatural like that or because me being a brat is what gets him off.
“I wasn’t trying to disobey you.” The words are foreign and awkward on my tongue, but I push them out. “I forgot.”
He nods and flips the paper over. “Could you hand me a pen from my desk?”
I frown but stand and grab the first one I can find lying next to one of his notebooks. He takes it from me and starts scribbling something just out of my field of vision.
“Answer a few questions for me, sweetheart?”
My shrug is met with a tap on my knee and a chastising look.
Got it.
Corvin is big on verbal confirmation.
“You marked that you’re interested in aspects of humiliation. Can you tell me what that means to you?”
That when your hands are on me, I want to feel less than human.
“What do you think it means?”
He clicks his tongue and pushes the glasses up into his hair. “Humiliation can be as extreme as me coating you in piss and making you wear my mark around campus or as tame as calling you my good little cum canvas as I paint your pretty, pink skin.”
Blood blooms in my cheeks, and I cross my arms over my chest with a huff to distract from the heat.
“I don’t know.” I lick my lips, feeling his stare but refusing to meet it. “Make me feel embarrassed or some shit. You’re the one into it. Shouldn’t you know what to do?”
“Everyone has different wants and needs, Shiloh. Even with the same kinks. But that’s alright. We can figure it out later. Thank you for doing this.”
I squirm in discomfort at the praise. It’s one thing to be called a good boy while being pinned to a wall and something else entirely when he’s downright nice to me.
“On to the matter of your punishment.”
My stomach churns with a rush of hesitant excitement.
“I’m being punished?”
Strong fingers grip my chin and tilt it up, forcing me to meet Corvin’s gaze. He’s got a soft, amused smile and something wicked in his eyes.
Oh. I’ve made a deal with the devil.
“Go stand by the mirror on the closet. Take all your clothes off except for your underwear.”
My legs move without input from my mind, clothes hitting the floor in record time. The window by the bed is open, bringing in a slight chill from the nighttime air. My skin pebbles, but I take a steady breath and focus my attention on Corvin who watches me from the bed.
“Face the mirror.”
Taking my eyes off of him makes my pulse quicken. I know he wouldn’t come out of nowhere and start beating my ass with a paddle or anything, but the calm, calculated way he moves has my nerves in a tailspin.
The latch on the window closes, a drawer opens and shuts, and it takes all of my willpower to focus on my own reflection.
“You have such a strong body.”
Corvin comes into view behind me and plants a hand on my waist. His eyes travel every inch of my body, hand slowly making its way across my stomach and down… down until he brushes against the packer in my briefs.
“Take it out.” He demands low and stern in my ear.
