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He didn’t. He only punished me more ruthlessly than before.
I sobbed. I struggled to take every last slap against my sensitive folds as tears dripped down my cheeks. His palm scalded my flesh, over and over until I broke into pieces right in front of him. In front of everyone. I screamed. I moaned with the pain, but it never ended.
It only got worse.
“Would you like the chance to make it up to me, little girl?” Vane pressed, punctuating his words with harsh spanks that slapped against my clit with brutal intensity. He stopped my punishment for a long few moments and I tried to catch my breath. My scalded pussy throbbed, and I tried to cope with the merciless punishment I had just endured. His fingers caressed my sopping wet folds, almost like he was soothing the pain he’d put there himself. His touch felt good, but it also hurt.
I continued to cry. I’d never been dealt with this harshly before and I was having trouble stopping the tears. My ass burned. My pussy hurt even worse.
I suddenly felt very sorry for myself. I wanted the punishment to stop, so I did the unthinkable. I submitted because I wasn’t sure just how much more I could take. Maybe if I showed him that I could be obedient and meek, maybe he’d show me mercy. My clit throbbed and I sniffed, trying to pull back the tears.
It made no difference. They kept falling down my cheeks in wet streaks. Vane took a single hand and cupped my cheek, before wiping away a single tear with his thumb. He didn’t say anything. He was waiting for me to speak.
“Please, let me make it up to you. I’m so sorry,” I whimpered.
I no longer cared what the others heard. The only thing on my mind now was self-preservation. I didn’t think my pussy could take any more of his ruthless palm and I really didn’t want to earn more of it. He’d threatened me with his belt and I definitely didn’t want to feel the bite of leather across my ass or even worse, on my very well punished pussy.
My clit throbbed. My entire body pulsed with yearning. Even though my naked flesh ached from his discipline, there was also a very overwhelming need to experience pleasure. It grew stronger with every passing second. I wanted to come now more than I had ever experienced in my life. I wanted to know what it was like. He moved to release my ankles, freeing me from my bonds and I sighed with what felt like hopeful relief. He made quick work of the ropes and I rolled over on my side, pressing my palms in between my thighs.
It felt hot. So very hot.
I cried softly, unable to close my legs because of the terrible ache his palm had branded into my tender flesh.
He didn’t offer me mercy after all of that. Instead, he demanded more.
“On your knees, little girl. You’re going to make it up to me with your pretty little mouth. You’re going to take every last inch of me in order to do it,” he demanded, and I licked my lips anxiously. With my pussy burning and freshly punished, I didn’t hesitate. I moved to kneel before him, and he kicked the fabric of my ruined clothes beneath my knees. His thoughtfulness wasn’t lost on me.
Once I was settled, I looked up at him and he stared down at me. His gaze was dark. Powerful. Sadistic. I had hoped that showing him that he’d subdued me with the spanking of my bared backside and the place between my legs would have ended my punishment. I was about to find out that it was far from over though. It was only just beginning.
I was about to find out how Vane punished bad girls with sassy mouths.
Chapter Three
Nina
He settled his hands on the clasp of his thick brown leather belt. Time seemed to stop as he undid it, sliding the well-worn leather through the metal clasp. I licked my lips, feeling more uncertain than I ever had before.
I’d never seen a man’s cock before. Not in person. Sure, I was taught general anatomy in school. I knew what a penis looked like from my lessons, but they’d all been drawings. Never the real thing. I swallowed nervously and fidgeted before him. Still on my knees. Still very much at a disadvantage.
I didn’t pull away though. I knew better by now. My pussy and scalded backside still burned enough to remind me what happened when I fought back against him.
Vane unbuttoned his fly next and before I was ready for it, he freed his cock from the confines of his pants. I found myself staring at it in curiosity.
It was so much longer and thicker than I’d imagined. His shaft was lined with a great number of small rounded protrusions and my pussy clenched when I thought about taking him inside me, about what those little things would feel like deep in my virgin entrance. The head of his cock was ridged, and I nervously stared up at it. At the base of his cock were several finger-length projections. They moved from side to side and I could feel my clit pulsing as I imagined them caressing the place between my legs, the place where I needed it most right now.
There was a small slit at the tip, and I watched as a tiny drop of liquid seeped from it. My mouth opened slightly, and I found myself wanting to taste him. Once I realized what I was doing, I slammed my lips shut. I didn’t want this. I couldn’t.
But I did.
I brought my arms nervously up against my chest and he made a disapproving sound.
“Put your hands behind your back,” he directed. I obeyed, too nervous to do anything different. This was far more than I had bargained for when I’d decided to fight back against him. I hadn’t known what he was capable of and I had the sudden feeling he was capable of so much more. He had ways to break girls like me and he wasn’t afraid to do it.
He reached down and gripped my chin, angling my face up to stare into his eyes.
“What is your name?” he asked. He gazed down at me expectantly and I tentatively opened my mouth to answer him.
“Nina,” I answered quietly.
