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He let her believe it for a bit, barely striking her skin with the leather. Until she relaxed fully against the cross with a dreamy little sigh.
Shifting his stance, he lifted the flogger up over his left shoulder and brought it down across her bottom with enough force to drive her up to her toes and pull a scream of pain from her throat. He repeated the punishment from the opposite side, then stepped back to admire the deep, angrily pink welts forming on her skin.
Charlotte’s shoulders rose and fell with each ragged breath as she struggled to comprehend the change. While she grappled with the unexpected pain, he went back to the lighter strokes, across her shoulders, over the larger welts on her bottom, all the way down her thighs and up again.
When she was relaxed again, though not quite as relaxed as before, he delivered two more punishing blows to her backside. Charlotte cried out again, this time turning her head to glare at him over his shoulder.
Perfection.
Over and over he repeated the dance, torturing her with soft, almost teasing blows, luring her into a false sense of safety before delivering another punishment. By the time he was satisfied, she was practically glowing pink from his attentions.
Switching the flogger to his left hand, he approached the cross, cupping her welted bottom in his hand. “Look at me, Charlotte.”
She turned her head, the tears shimmering on her lashes doing nothing to hide the stubbornness in her gaze. Digging his fingertips into her bottom, he forced himself not to grin when she rose back onto her toes with a garbled sound of distress.
“You belong to me now, Charlotte. And if you ever try to force, trick, or otherwise manipulate me into doing your bidding, you will find out exactly how lenient I’ve been with you tonight. Nod if you understand what I’m saying.”
It was fascinating, watching the struggle play out over her face. Even with her body on fire, she had to fight to actively submit.
God, he was going to have so much fun with her.
After several long seconds, she finally nodded, though with obvious hesitancy.
“Good girl. Let’s get you down from that cross so you can apologize properly.”
Suspicion filled her gaze, and rightfully so. Delighted by her, Braden unhooked her from the cross and guided her to her knees. Despite her natural elegance, kneeling gracefully was a learned skill, and one she obviously needed some practice in. The rush of endorphins and emotions from her flogging likely weren’t helping her feel any steadier, either, which he took into account as he helped her to kneel in the middle of the podium.
When she was positioned where he wanted, knees spread and her arms held behind her back so her breasts pushed out, practically begging for his attention, he unhooked the gag from around her head and carefully removed the ring from her mouth. Charlotte sighed with relief, opening and closing her jaw to work out the soreness from having her mouth held open for so long.
“Eyes on me, little one.”
Gray eyes still wet with tears met his and Braden reached for the buckle on his belt. Her gaze flicked to his hands before returning to his face, and he rewarded her with a smile. “Good girl. Keep your eyes on me unless I tell you otherwise. Say ‘Yes, Daddy’ if you understand.”
“Yes, Daddy.” Her voice was rough, her throat likely dry from having her mouth held open during her flogging. But there was a huskiness to it that had his cock throbbing as he pulled it free.
“From now on, when you receive a punishment, this is how you will apologize. Open.”
To his surprise, her lips parted immediately, and her gaze turned hungry as he pushed the tip of his cock into her waiting mouth. Her tongue slid around the sensitive underside and he groaned at the pleasure that flooded his system. It had been far too long since he’d had his dick in a willing woman’s mouth.
What she lacked in expertise, she more than made up for in enthusiasm. He let her explore for a while, enjoying the feel of her mouth and tongue as she licked and sucked. Whenever she found something that got a reaction from him, she immediately repeated it, experimenting with different ways to get the same response.
“Enough playtime,” he growled when the pleasure bordered on pain. “Suck.”
Grabbing hold of her hair, he thrust forward into her mouth. Not quite deep enough to hit her throat, but enough to remind her who was really in charge.
A message she received clearly, judging by the way her eyes went wide as he fucked her mouth with short, shallow thrusts. It took a moment, but she quickly matched his rhythm, bobbing and sucking for all she was worth.
“Fuck, Charlotte. Just like that. Keep it up and Daddy will let you swallow his cum as a reward.”
Almost greedily now, she worked her mouth over his cock, even taking him deep enough to make her gag a few times. One day, soon, he’d hold her still while she took him down her throat, but he forced himself to hold back this first time.
“That’s my good girl,” he praised, his voice rough with burgeoning desire. “Just a little more and you can have all of Daddy’s cum down your pretty little throat.”
It did indeed only take a little while longer for his cock to swell in her mouth. Now he did hold her in place, his cock buried deep in her mouth, and her nose practically pressed against his groin as he emptied himself down her throat as promised. And like any good little girl, she swallowed every last drop.
Spent, he pulled free, and to his continued surprise she licked him clean until he forced her to stop.
“That’s enough, little one. You did such a good job.” Using his hold on her hair to tilt her head back, he smiled down at her. “Daddy’s very proud of you, Charlotte.”
