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But I did. I struggled because that’s what he asked of me.
“Good. Now your punishment can really begin,” he said, and a soft cry escaped my throat. My clit throbbed hotly as he gripped my right cheek with his palm, squeezing with his fingers and digging them into my freshly scalded flesh.
He released my ass and spanked it hard. I cried out as a flash of pain radiated across my skin and I drew in a shaky breath. No matter how many times I found myself bared for a spanking, I would never get used to how much it hurt. Even just his palm was punishment enough and I already knew that the worst was yet to come.
With fervor, he returned to spanking me ruthlessly hard. He focused on the lower curve of my bottom where my legs began, and I whimpered from the burning bite of his palm. After that, he solely punished my thighs and I found that I wasn’t prepared for the resulting intensive sting that raced across my skin.
I tried to kick, but I was bound up tight. I tried to roll and squirm away, but the terrible punishment from his palm hit the mark each and every time. Finally, when I felt like I was just moments away from tears, he stopped, and I saw him reach for the strap.
I started to beg. I pleaded with him that I would behave, that I would never be defiant with him again. I begged like my life depended on it but none of it mattered as he laid the supple leather across my naked backside.
“Please. You don’t need to do this,” I whimpered.
“I really think I do,” he answered, and the strap left my backside before it slammed back down across both cheeks. After the strap had fallen, Vane paused and the blazing line of fire flared to life.
I couldn’t contain my momentary surprise by how much it hurt. With a cry, my entire body stiffened, and the pain rolled up from the very base of my spine. I was suddenly reminded of his belt, but as the agony of that very first strike began to really set in, I realized it was so much worse. It was thicker than a belt. The leather was wider and that much more vicious.
I hardly had a moment for the fire to abate before a second strike lashed against my bottom, taking my breath away along with it.
A high-pitched scream emerged from my lips and there was little I could do to stop it.
A third quickly followed and I wailed as the fiery bite burned across my skin. I was suddenly thankful for the fact that he had bound me because I didn’t know if I would have been able to stop my arms from moving to try to block the leather implement or my hips from rolling back and forth.
“Please,” I begged, putting everything into my plea. I hoped he would show me mercy, but I feared he wouldn’t.
“You can beg all you want, little girl, but this punishment is not going to end until I decide that it’s over. Do you understand me?” he growled, and my stomach catapulted inside my ribcage at his words.
“Yes, sir,” I wailed. I still continued to beg. I pleaded my apologies, but the strap struck my backside several more times despite every word that left my lips. I tried to breathe through it, but nothing seemed to help. It was terrible all the same. For a moment, the strap paused, and his fingers ventured in between my legs, grazing up against the folds of my pussy.
“You beg for me to stop, Nina, but your little pussy is soaking wet,” he purred, and I could feel myself clench with desire. He toyed with my clit, rolling it with his fingers and I couldn’t help myself as my hips rose a little to meet his touch. A quiet moan slipped from my lips as he teased me, working my arousal to feverish heights.
The strap bit into my ass once more, only this time my body was ready for it. The initial flash of pain was just as harsh as it was before, but this time it twisted with an intoxicating mixture of pleasure that left me breathless with want. My nipples hardened. My body heated with unreleased passion, everything growing warm in that single moment. I was so hot. I was thankful for the fact that I was naked at that moment, because I didn’t know if I could handle being any hotter.
The strap fell again. Over and over as it marked my backside. Vane didn’t leave a single inch of my bottom unpunished, even moving to include the backs of my thighs with that terrible strap. I screamed. I moaned and I whimpered with every last blow, but I could feel just how much my body was responding. I could feel how much wetter I was than before.
I couldn’t hide any of that and he could see it all.
And that aroused me even more.
I lost count of the number of times that vicious strap cut across my bottom. It didn’t matter how many. The strokes came faster and harder until I thought that I couldn’t take any more. Tears edged at the corners of my vision and I forgot about everything else except for my naked ass and that brutal piece of leather.
Greyburne fell away. The other Aberrants fell away.
My entire world was focused on Vane, which is exactly what I had wanted.
And he was focused on me.
Nothing else mattered except for what was happening now between the two of us.
One last stroke of the strap kissed my upper thighs and a single tear escaped to roll down my cheek. I sucked in a breath, trying to stop any more from falling when I saw him place the leather down on the bed. Quickly, he freed my ankles and my wrists before lifting me off the bed.
I hoped my ordeal was over, but I knew better. He was just getting started.
He carried me over to the leather chair and placed me down. I cried out as my scalded bottom pressed against the seat, but he didn’t care. In fact, he probably even enjoyed the sound of my pain. The chair was angled so that my ass came to the edge of the seat, presenting my pussy to him as he pushed my thighs open. I leaned backwards a bit and felt the back of the chair against mine.
I took a deep breath and tried to prepare myself.
Even I knew the effort was useless, but I did it anyway.
