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I turned slightly to face him, noticing he was already starting to unfasten his belt. I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off the thick leather strap, imaginary tight fingers clamping around my throat to the point of suffocation.
But I found myself obeying him. It was crazy yet it was the only thing I could do. Butterflies churned in my stomach, my feet like lead weights as I moved toward the edge of the bed. I could feel his gaze remaining on me, his breathing as labored as mine. Yet I sensed it was for completely different reasons. How could he be so aroused over punishing me?
Oh, yes. Because he was a dominating brute.
As I positioned my stomach across the soft pillow, I forced my mind to float away. If he wanted instant gratification, he wasn’t going to get it from me whining or complaining. I was much stronger than he understood, and it was time I acted as if I was his partner instead of his submissive. Even the term made me sick inside.
I folded my arms under my head, realizing I was clenching my buttocks together. There was so much explosive heat in the room that beads of perspiration formed immediately over my top lip and at my hairline. I tried to keep my eyes closed, willing myself away from the moment, but I wanted to see what he was doing.
His approach was slow as well as electrifying and I was shocked when he took the time to roll two fingers all the way down the length of my spine to the crack of my ass. When he tapped my buttocks, I jumped involuntarily, fisting my hands in the process.
“Reach around and open your buttocks for me.”
I wasn’t certain I heard him correctly, his deep voice vibrating all the way into the heart of every muscle. “What did you say?”
“I need you to spread your ass cheeks for me.”
“Why?”
“Because I commanded you to do so. At this point until I can trust you, every order I give you is to be followed without question. Is that clear?”
“Yes.” You bastard. I held my tongue, feeling horrible, icky, and awkward as I did as he… commanded. I’d never felt so exposed in my life, my breath skipping as I licked my parched lips.
“Good girl. Now, in order to ensure that the spanking is as effective as possible, I’m going to augment the pain level.”
Huh? I had no idea what he was talking about. Was he going to drive a butt plug into my asshole? Oh, dear God. I wasn’t certain I could tolerate a foreign object being driven into part of me that wasn’t normal. Wait a minute. Was any of this normal?
“It’s going to feel a little cool then it will burn. That’s exactly what you need.”
“What is it?” I allowed my hands to slip and was rewarded with a hard slap on my bottom.
“It’s ginger root. It’s called figging.”
“You’re crazy.” I knew exactly what figging was. I’d read about it as well as other truly kinky aspects of BDSM. I just wanted no part of it. When I started to lift my body in an effort to crawl away, Daniel immediately pressed his hand down on the small of my back.
“I suggest you realize that you’re not going anywhere, my bride. I don’t want to be forced to make this any more painful than it will already be for you. Now, return to position.”
Goddamn this man. I hated him all over again. But as I’d done before, I obeyed him and that make me furious with myself. Seconds later, I felt the root being pressed against my asshole and bit back a scream. He took his time working it in, but that didn’t mean it was any less uncomfortable as hell.
When he was finished, he patted my bottom again. “Good girl. Now, we wait for a few minutes.”
He was kidding. Wasn’t he?
The bastard walked to the window, taking his time to open it, allowing in fresh air and humidity. “I do so love the spring and summer weather here, but I could do without the heightened level of humidity at times.”
The jerk was making polite conversation while I had something stuck up my butt? At least I didn’t feel anything at all, but I wasn’t going to tell him that. Maybe he’d accidentally gotten a defective piece. Oh, what a shame.
I returned my arms under me, trying to ignore his bantering about weather and flowers and whatever else he was talking to himself about. I wanted no part of it. Sadly, I was able to see his gorgeous form. He’d rolled up his sleeves, exposing the delicious-looking tattoos that covered a good portion of his body. Even the trousers he was wearing outlined a perfectly chiseled butt. No man so deadly and demanding should be that good looking. It just wasn’t fair in the least.
He took several deep breaths and I noticed that while his belt was unfastened, it was still secured in his belt loops. Now I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off the strap, wondering what it would feel like when cracked against my bottom.
The bastard was making me wait on purpose, using the moments of anticipation as another form of punishment.
I shifted and involuntarily clenched my bottom. That’s the moment I felt the first tingling sensations. When I purposely tightened my buttocks again, I almost yelped as there was a distinct sting. Jesus. It felt as if a hot pepper had been shoved up my ass.
Oh, God. This was going to be bad.
He turned around, studying me with a slight smile on his face. I wanted so badly to call him horrible names. Thank God I didn’t.
