Chapter Four
“Things have taken a rather remarkable turn, haven’t they?” observed Jack. “I have to admit, whatever my hopes may have been, that all of this has come as quite a surprise.”
“I don’t know what to tell you,” replied Aria, still giddy. “In fairness, you complicated my life before I complicated yours.”
“True enough!” laughed Jack. “Point taken, darling, point taken.” He ran a hand through his thick hair. “I’m at a bit of a loss here, I must admit.”
“Well, I suppose the next step is that I have to face the consequences of my actions,” said Aria.
“What? Are you serious?”
“Absolutely serious,” she replied. “I want to start anew. I want a clean slate with you and with the crew of theMaracaibo. You said yourself that my breaking my word is an offense that lies between us. It’s true. I said that I would submit to your discipline, and I meant it.”
Aria took Jack’s hand and held his gaze “Jack, I want this. Please.”
Jack nodded slowly. “I understand,” he said simply. “Now?”
“Now.”
“Then stand up, young lady,” said Jack, moving to sit on the edge of the bed.
Aria stood up. She was, oddly, not nervous. She was quite sure that the coming experience would be painful, but that was the point. Ariawantedto be punished. This was the way past what had happened between them. And, in her heart of hearts, Aria knew that she craved Jack’s dominance and her submission to it.
“Take off your pajamas.”
Aria shucked her pajama top and bottoms and stood before Jack, head down, completely naked.
“Over my lap.”
Aria slid across the pirate’s lap until her naked bottom was under his hand, his cock beneath her pelvis, hard and firm.
“All right, young lady. This is for your own good.”
“Yes, sir.” She winced when his hand came down for the first time. It was a hard smack, with a real sting, and it was followed by a quickly rising heat where he had struck. Soon it was followed by a firm smack on her other cheek, and then the pirate settled into a rhythm, not too fast, although to Aria, it was quite fast enough.
She squirmed a little as her body tried to escape Jack’s punishing discipline, but she fought to keep as still as possible. The pirate was covering her entire bottom with his smacks, from the fleshiest parts to the sensitive sit spots where her ass met her thighs. She crossed and uncrossed her ankles, trying to deal with the combination of rising heat and the individual sting of each blow of his open hand. Both were building and combining in a way that was threatening to overwhelm her.
Jack laid his hand softly upon her reddened bottom, his fingers tracing a pattern across her cheeks. “Don’t fight it, my dear. You know this is what you deserve.”
“Yes, sir,” said Aria, trying to control her breathing.
“But you also deserve this. Spread your legs,” he commanded.
Aria quickly obeyed and gasped in pleasure as Jack brought his tracing fingers between her legs, gently parting her labia and gathering the moisture within her core, before taking those wet fingers and circling her clit.
“Oh, Jack,” she moaned.
“That’s right. Such a good girl,” he crooned. “But we’re not done yet.” Jack withdrew his fingers and returned to his discipline, firmly spanking her bare bottom.
“Yes, sir!” cried Aria, as her punishment recommenced. Each smack added more to the fire that was burning across her ass, and she was now so sensitive that her bottom was rising with each blow. Pain and pleasure mingled in the most delightful way, her arousal stimulated by the attention of Jack’s fingers, coupled with the stinging attentions of his firm hand.
Then, suddenly, once again his fingers had dipped between her legs, and he pushed two fingers inside her, stroking the walls of her pussy, back and forth, back and forth…
Aria’s hips bucked as she was ambushed by her climax. “Oh!” she cried, shocked at the unexpected speed and violence of its arrival.
Before she could even process what had happened, Jack had returned his attention to her bottom, spanking her sometimes with a cupped hand, sometimes with his hand as flat and firm as a paddle. Aria felt as though she was dropping, forgetting everything, except the hand that kept bringing her pain and pleasure…
This time, Jack’s fingers were pressing firmly on her swollen clit, and once again a wave rocked through her, and then Jack was spanking her harder and faster than he had done before, and Aria wasn’t sure if she could take anymore.
