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I have a fucking damp spot on my boxers where my cock’s leaking, and it feels ready to tear through my jeans. I give my erection a brutal squeeze in time with another lash on Evie’s ass.
She lets out a soft sob. “Seven.” Her hands claw at the wooden window seat, her legs shaking.
Pleasure spears through me as I land another blow, sending electric pulses through my entire body. This is the second time I’ve used a belt on a girl. This is the first time I’ve gone more than three lashes before she burst into tears and ran out of the room.
I’m tempted to reason it out, to sit here thinking about why and how… but that would render this moment meaningless.
If you’re jumping out of a plane, you don’t spend the freefall wondering why the fuck you’re doing it, worrying about what might happen if your parachute fails. Just how hard the ground is when you’re hitting it at more than a hundred twenty miles an hour.
You turn off your brain and just fuckingenjoyit.
This is the first time ever I’ve been able to turn off my reasonable mind, the part of me that’s questioning my sanity… and Evie’s.
None of that matters.
What matters is the here and now. My pounding heart, Evie’s faint whimpers.
I bring her down to five, leaving stripes all over her ass and upper thighs. She’s sobbing now, her body shuddering. She’s so choked up, I barely hear her counting out, “Five.”
“That’s my good girl,” I murmur, sliding the belt over her heated flesh. Her body trembles at even that slight touch, and she hiccups before letting out a last sob.
I bring the belt up between her thighs.
She doesn’t try to close her legs. She doesn’t even make a sound as I drag the leather over her pussy.
I’m about to land another blow when moonlight catches on the belt’s surface. I drag the belt over her pussy again, and hold the leather up to the window to inspect it. When I chuckle, Evie whimpers. I put the belt in front of her eyes, and she turns her head away.
“Lick it, and tell me what you taste.”
She keeps her head turned. Her shoulders start shaking, and it takes me a second to realize she’s crying. But the sound is different.
This has nothing to do with pain.
She’sashamed.
I grab her hair and haul her to her feet. Her tear-streaked face gleams as I shake her, forcing her to make eye contact with me. When she does, a ripple courses through my body.
She flinches when I drop the belt onto the window seat, and her eyes pop wide open when I grab her pussy just as tightly as I’m holding onto her hair. Blue eyes sparkling with tears latch onto mine.
“Don’t youdarebe ashamed,” I hiss, rubbing my palm over her dripping pussy. “This is what happens when toys take their punishment like good girls.”
She whimpers, dropping her eyes. “Owen, please, stop.”
“Or what? You’ll come on my hand?” I slap her wet pussy. “Did you really think I’d let you endure all that pain without pleasure?”
Her cheeks are still flushed with shame. When I squeeze her cunt, her mouth goes slack around a sigh.
“Look at me, toy.”
Her eyes reluctantly lock with mine.
“You’re fuckingmesmerizing, you know that?” I inhale sharply, filling my lungs with her shame, her arousal,her.“Do you realize how much strength it took to hold yourself perfectly in place for me while I hurt you?”
I slip a finger inside her and curl it against her g-spot. Her eyes are heavy with arousal, her lips parting.
“Don’t youeverbe ashamed about how your body responds to me,” I murmur, dropping my mouth to her ear and planting a tiny kiss against her skin. “It’s exactly what I expect from a good girl like you.”
