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CHAPTER4
Mila
The words ‘little girl’ rattled me from within.
I’d never been referred to that way and I didn’t know how I felt about it. On the one hand, it made me feel small and desirable. On the other, it felt shameful and like something I shouldn’t stand for.
“I’m a grown woman,” I scoffed, and his hand squeezed a little bit tighter around my upper arm. Roughly, he bent me back over the desk and I yelped as his fingers dug into my skin.
“The world you play in is a dangerous one and I will take great pleasure in showing you exactly what that means. Maybe by the time I’m done, you’ll be ready to answer my questions,” he warned.
“Please! Stop! You have to let me go!” I shrieked. He didn’t listen.
His hands dropped to his belt, and I watched in horror as he unbuckled it. My pussy clenched with expectation. Was he going to fuck me into submission? Did he get off on forcing himself on helpless girls?
More important, was I into it?
I squirmed against the table, trying to free my hands from the handcuffs for at least the thousandth time. It was useless though.
He pulled the belt free from the loops of his pants. He placed his gun and holster on the desk right in front of me just out of reach. I stared at it, wishing I could take it and turn the tables on him for a change.
I expected him to unbutton his slacks, but he didn’t. Instead, he very slowly folded his belt in half.
I started when he snapped it.
Wait. What was happening?
“Are you going to fuck me?” I whimpered and it was too late when I realized that I had spoken out loud. He chuckled and a cold shiver raced down my spine.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” he replied and there was a cruel undertone to his voice that hadn’t been there before.
My mouth went impossibly dry. “I don’t…” I began.
I turned my head to see the belt hanging by his side. I cried out in shock when he lifted it only to lay it against my bare backside.
He wasn’t going to fuck me. He was going to spank me… with a belt.
“Jon, please,” I begged.
“You will refer to me as sir when you’re being punished, little girl,” he said darkly, and my entire body tightened with panicked fear and arousal.
“You don’t have to do this.”
I’d tried to be naïve and evasive, but now I was only left with the option to cooperate. I hoped it would be enough to avoid whatever he had in mind.
“But I do,” he replied, and my muscles tensed nervously.
“I didn’t know it was a safehouse,” I pleaded.
“Spread your legs. I want to see how wet your little pussy gets when I mark your naughty ass with my belt,” he demanded, and I cringed at the intention in his voice.
“Please… sir…” I tried once more.
The word sounded garbled as I forced it out, hoping that he would grant me mercy by saying it.
“Do I need to spank your pussy too or are you going to be a good girl and take the punishment you have more than earned?” he asked.
I drew in a shaky breath, knowing I had no other options left. With extreme caution, I slid my feet apart inch by terribly long inch. When I didn’t move fast enough, he kicked my feet apart even wider, forcing me to expose myself to both him and the men watching behind me. This time, I was facing away from them.
