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Something in me warms with her up against my chest like this.
I want to be both the one that makes her cry and the one that brings her comfort.
“I could have left you in those shackles overnight,” I tell her. “And let the salt dry on your cheeks and left your ass to throb with the punishment you earned. Or put you in that cage and let you lick your wounds alone.”
“Would you really?” she asks, lifting her tear-stained face to mine. “Why would you treat another person like that?”
Does she really question me now? I can’t help admiring her stubborn fucking perseverance at the same time it angers me that she fights this so hard.
“Why would you steal from people you didn’t know?” I answer her question with one of my own. “And why would you defy me, knowing full well you wouldn’t get away with it? That I wouldn’t allow you to disobey and that if you were caught I would punish you?” It’s a simple equation in my mind.
She doesn’t respond, but to my surprise lowers her head to my chest. My t-shirt is soaked with her tears, her ass hot to the touch in my lap. I hold her to me to soothe her tears and bring her comfort, reminding myself that while I will administer punishment when necessary, comfort after pain may solidify her desire to please me. Holding her now is part of her training. She isn’t weakening me.
“I know,” she says with a sigh. “I did know what would happen if I was caught. I’m sorry.”
And she truly does seem repentant. I don’t regret giving her the attention she needs after the punishment she endured, but I want her to know that the comfort only comes after she’s paid the price. Our session hasn’t ended yet.
“Get up and retrieve the strap,” I tell her. Releasing her, I point to the wicked leather implement I used to punish her. “And hang it up in the closet.”
Pushing away from me, she winces in pain but obeys, lifting the leather in her hand at a distance, like it’s a live snake that could bite her. She recoils when she looks at the reminder of her spanking, but walks to the closet and hangs it on the vacant peg like I asked.
“Good girl,” I approve. “Now go wash up for bed, then come back in here and join me.”
Tonight, she will sleep in my bed. I want her pretty, punished backside pressed up against my cock, her little body near mine. I strip and prepare for bed myself, then turn down the sheets. A few minutes later, she emerges, her face freshly scrubbed. Even with her eyes swollen and her nose ruddy, she’s beautiful.
“In your bed,” she says tentatively, biting her lip.
“Now,” I say. I have no more patience for chatter.
But when she joins me and finds me in nothing but boxers, she grows shy. I take her hand and tug her to me.
She climbs into the bed and lays on the very edge of the mattress, as far away from me as she can without defying me.
Cute.
I huff out a laugh, pulling her to my chest.
“It will be harder for you to disobey me if you sleep by my side,” I say into her ear.
But still, she squirms a bit beside me, unwilling to settle. I give her a sharp smack to the ass. That settles her. I throw an arm around her to shackle her to me. She isn’t getting away from me. Not tonight.
I close my eyes, breathing in the faint lilac scent of her hair. So feminine and dainty, it stirs something in me. My cock presses to her ass, still so hot to the touch I can feel it myself.
I like her in bed with me like this. The only thing that would make this better would be her milking my cock with her tight pussy, her punished ass flush against me, riding me, or sitting on my face until she keened with pleasure. But we’ll get there.
“Sleep,” I order. Long minutes pass until she’s quietly breathing beside me. It isn’t until she’s in full slumber that I let myself sink into sleep.
The next morning, I wake and freeze. She’s turned to me, one arm draped over my chest, her knee hitched up on mine. I blink in surprise. She’s almost… cuddling.
And hell, I like it.
I smirk. She’ll be embarrassed when she wakes up and realizes she’s cuddled up to her captor like this. But for now, I’ll enjoy this little taste of her feminine innocence.
I breathe her scent in and out, so soft and fetching, and I don’t move. My mind goes back to the night before. I knew as soon as she tried to get away from the main area she was up to something. It was naïve of her to think I wouldn’t follow.
