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His cock throbbed against my scalded backside. It was turning him on to punish me like this. Knowing that somehow made what was to come easier to grasp, but I was still incredibly nervous about the whole thing.
“I’ve never been touched there before,” I whispered fearfully.
“I know, little girl. It brings me much pleasure to know that I’m the first to not only claim it, but to punish it,” he answered. His hand wound around my throat and he tilted my face up to his. He captured me in a gentle kiss that stole my breath away. By the time he pulled away, my pussy was burning up just as much as my backside and when my thighs slid against one another, I could tell that they were slick with my own arousal.
He moved away and I was almost saddened by the absence of his presence around me. At that point, I didn’t know what to do with my hands, so I put them back on my head as he circled me like a predator about to pounce on his prey.
“Legs apart. Let me look at you,” he demanded, and a wave of heat slammed into me. My clit pulsed with need and as I spread my feet, it became crystal clear that I was more than just a little aroused and he’d be able to see it all. He’d see that my pussy was swollen with desire.
His gaze traveled up and down my naked body. The corner of his mouth lifted with his enjoyment, which caused a tremor of anxious need to travel down my legs. Casually, he reached for my nipples and took each one in his fingers. I swallowed hard, trying to prepare myself for the inevitable.
There was no way. Not really…
When he pinched my nipples, I cried out and pitched forward, the pain blossoming over my breasts so overwhelmingly that I nearly saw stars. He twisted them a bit harder. I dug my fingernails into the back of my skull as I tried to cope.
Stand up. Don’t fall. Be strong,I kept telling myself over and over until it was too much for me to bear.
“Please!” I begged. He released my nipples and a second wave of pain followed. I hazarded a glance downward. They were impossibly erect and deep red. In quick succession, he spanked each one with the flats of his fingers and I wailed as my shoulders curled inward in a half-hearted measure at self-preservation.
His cock stayed hard the whole time.
Casually, he moved away from me and grabbed my shirt, laying it on top of the metal table right in front of me. I stared at it. My nipples throbbed with a terrible ache, and I knew that I’d feel it for a long time after. I knew what was about to happen over that table, but that didn’t make it any easier.
My asshole clenched tight as I imagine his massive cock sinking in deep there. A low wail escaped me. Would it hurt? Would I like it? Would he make me come while he fucked me like that?
“Bend over the table,” he demanded quietly, but firmly. His hand fell to my lower back, guiding me forward. I leaned over the table tentatively and when my sore nipples brushed against the rough surface, I sucked in a pained breath. His fingers grasped around my waist, and he pulled me back far enough that my hips wouldn’t knock against the table.
His thoughtfulness nearly undid me.
“Legs wide apart. I want to see that wet pussy when I’m marking your defiant little ass with my belt,” he growled, and I gasped.
He had seen it. I squeezed my eyes shut because that made it somehow easier to do as he asked. I slid one foot across the floor and then the other. I thought they were apart enough, but he went ahead and kicked them even wider. I pressed my forehead against the table in shame.
His hand reached between my thighs. I cried out with desperate need as his fingers slipped through my soaked folds.
“Mhmmm… You’re so very wet, little girl. You’ve wanted a belting ever since I put it on the table right in front of you, haven’t you?”
My face flushed. In a weird way, I knew he was right. I glanced at it several times, wondering what it would feel like as it licked my backside.
Behind me, I heard the buckle jingle. I whimpered, knowing that the inevitable was about to happen. I was going to get the first belting of my life and I had earned all of it.
The leather swished when he pulled it free from his slacks. He moved behind me, his cock pressing directly in between my bottom cheeks. He leaned over me just enough to surround me with everything that was him.
He laid the belt in front of my face. I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
The scent of well-oiled leather met my nose, and it was enough to make me squirm against him. I stared at the thick stitching, the supple worn-in leather, and chewed my lip knowing he was going to whip me with that very thing.
I wondered how much it was going to hurt, and my pussy clenched with desire.
What the hell was wrong with me? Why was I reacting like this?
I was grateful for the coolness of the metal table beneath me. I knew my shirt cut much of it, but my body was overheating at the prospect of what was still to come, and the chill was comforting in a way.
He stepped back and his presence was gone. Its loss made me want it back. His touch settled me and now I was even more afraid.
“Hands behind your back,” he directed, and I whimpered. I slid the backs of my hands around, and he captured them both with his fingers. A metal cuff closed around my left wrist, and I squeaked in surprise, but it was already too late. Before I could pull away, he had the other one captured too. The cuffs were tight enough to send a message, but not so much that they hurt.
He moved to the side and placed a hand over my wrists, holding them in place. I was thankful for his touch and a part of me hoped that he wouldn’t let go because it would make all of this easier to take.
