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“Such a pretty little pussy,” he mused. “It’s going to look so much prettier after it’s been spanked bright red, isn’t it, kitten?”
I stilled. I tried to close my thighs, but he grabbed one knee and bound it with a leather belt. Then he did the same to the other so that my legs were spread wide open within the door of the cage.
He smacked my pussy hard with the flats of his fingers.
I wasn’t ready. It didn’t matter. The sting burst across my sensitive flesh almost immediately after the initial shock faded. Then he spanked my pussy again. Bound as I was, I couldn’t block his harsh smacks. Each one was just as cruel as the last and I soon found myself writhing and twisting as much as I possibly could. Even if I wanted to remain still, I couldn’t. It hurt too much and just when I t
hought I could bear no more, he paused, and I struggled to catch my breath.
He patted my pussy with his palm gently, but it was enough to renew the terrible sting he’d branded across my tender folds. I blushed hard at the wet sounds and I turned my head, hoping I could hide my shame from him.
“A spanking on this sensitive and very needy little pussy hurts, doesn’t it, kitten?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” I keened as he used the pad of a single finger to tease my clit.
“Good,” he replied. “It isn’t nearly red enough though. This naughty little pussy needs to be spanked bright red before I spank that disobedient little clit.”
My inner walls fluttered hard and my hips arched backwards just as his fingers spanked my pussy hard once again. I keened and cried out, but his hand was true and struck hard in between my thighs each and every time. Even though I tried to remain strong, my hands pulled hard at the cuffs and they bit into my skin just the slightest bit. My knees tightened against the leather restraints, but I couldn’t close my legs or stop even a single occurrence of his hand punishing between my thighs.
I wanted to cry. I thought I was going to when he paused once more.
Please. Let it be over. I learned my lesson.
He spread my lips open, revealing the needy little bud that had been hidden between them. Almost lazily, he slipped one finger into my entrance. He pushed it in remarkably easy and I blushed hard knowing that meant I was soaking wet for him.
“You’re so much wetter than before, little kitten,” he said, and I couldn’t help but cringe at his words. I didn’t want him to be right, but he was, and I could do nothing to hide it.
He struck my clit a single time and beautiful agony blossomed across my pussy, settling deep into my core with a heavy pulse of painful pleasure.
“This little clit is going to be spanked ten times. I want it very sore for what comes next,” he warned, and I whined with fear.
He didn’t give me a chance to think or even remotely prepare myself for the rest of that spanking. Instead, he struck my tender little bud over and over with cruel intensity until I was left a wet mess of pleasure and pain and confusing sensations. I couldn’t tell up from down and I writhed for him in my cage.
He gave me pain and I had to take it.
I’d been naughty. I’d touched my pussy against his instructions. I’d earned this.
Those ten smacks seemed to stretch on for an eternity and just when I thought I was on the cusp of tears once more, it finally stopped.
“Please,” I begged. “I’m sorry.”
“I know, kitten. Is your little pussy very sore now?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” I whined.
I didn’t expect what he did after that. Without warning, his mouth closed over top of my clit and his tongue laved it. With a gasp, I arched into him, unable to quell the feelings of desire and stinging pain that still radiated across my pussy. I shuddered beneath him, completely bound and at his mercy, knowing that I was going to have to take everything he gave me no matter what.
That made me burn even hotter. I wanted him. I needed him. I craved release at his hand.
Pain and pleasure. One and the same.
His warm tongue suckled my clit, forcing me closer and closer to the edge of orgasm until all at once, it disappeared. I lifted my head in confusion and his dark eyes met mine. Those inky depths terrified me, and I was left with the sudden terrible feeling that the spanking between my legs was just the beginning of what he had in store for me.
My release simmered away, and I trembled under his hard stare. My anxiety grew tenfold and I couldn’t control its terrifying pull. Nothing else mattered but this moment where he held me in the palm of his hand. I was at his mercy and he knew it. He thrived on it.
My pussy tightened because of it.
His mouth returned to my pussy. His tongue expertly worked my clit and within seconds, my orgasm returned with even more force than before. He pushed me to the edge and wouldn’t let me escape, no matter how much I squirmed or pressed up onto his mouth. He slipped a single finger inside me and worked a place inside that drove me wild with need. I moaned and squirmed, trying to press myself against him as he drove me to the edge once more.
