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It didn’t really matter what he thought about me though. A monster like him was the last person I needed validation from. I had never been naked in front of a guy, even a doctor, but I told myself I could do this. To reinforce the thought, I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my panties and peeled the remaining garments from my body, turning a bit to the side so he wouldn’t see the full frontal and all the morbid ‘gifts’ I had given myself.

“Go on all fours again. I want to see that glistening pussy,” Sebastian said.

That was such a relief. At least, he wasn’t going to notice my scars just yet. I climbed on the bed and palmed my face, bracing for his whip to land on my body. Seconds turned into minutes and just when I was beginning to think he had changed his mind, he started pacing in the room.

“You have been naughty, very naughty, and today, this lesson will be all about control,” he said.

Control? My stomach roiled with unease because I didn’t know what he meant. I thought he was going to whip my ass like before, but he seemed to have other plans. My mother had only slapped me several times in confrontational moments when I railed at her for her terrible parenting, but I couldn’t compare this to what Sebastian had done to me in the club. That had been arousing, almost erotic—and I didn’t know what to make of that.

If I were smart, I’d go with the flow, but that was hard when there was no point of reference to go by. Maybe I was overthinking this…

“Please, I have learnt my lesson. You don’t need to do this,” I said. I didn’t know why I was even saying anything. He wouldn’t show me any mercy, even though I believed what he did to me in the club was enough. But it should not surprise me Sebastian did whatever the hell he wanted to do. And right now, he was getting off on instilling fear in me.

I felt his hand on my buttocks and I bit on my lower lip, thinking that he was way too affectionate. Deceptively so.

“Shoooo, Marinka, I need to teach you the hard way,” he said. “I bet your pussy is throbbing with excitement.”

Then he tugged on my hair and pulled hard.Ouch!Damn, so painful but also freaking hot. I could barely breathe. He let go of my hair and then, I felt his weight on the bed.

Savage heat mingled with anticipation inside me as he started touching me, running his hands over my ass and then all over my pussy. This was supposed to be punishment and yet, I didn’t think he was planning to hurt me. He was trying to get me off.

Was he?

“Relax your body.” He was closer now and I caught a whiff of his scent—he smelled faintly of soap and something else. “You’re at my mercy but your cunt looks so inviting. I bet you’re already soaked for me.”

His fingers found my folds and clit. He started to rub me there and I couldn’t be still. My ass ached a little, but then my pussy started throbbing. Sebastian must have lowered himself because I felt his mouth there. A soft moan escaped me when he started licking me, his tongue moving seductively, circling around and around, driving me absolutely insane. No one had ever done this to me so I was supposed to feel embarrassed, but I was ecstatic. Heat rose from the tip of my toes, feeling like my whole body was burning for him. The pressure grew as he licked me so intently. Moments later, he was slipping a finger inside me.

I cried out, thinking that I wasn’t going to last long and again, sabotaging myself in remembering I wasn’t supposed to be enjoying this. But I pushed that fleeting thought aside as it was all about the now. My pussy was throbbing and then he sucked on my clit. I gave a loud moan and gripped the sheets tighter, ready to come apart.

“Such a tight hole and you’re taking this punishment so well, teacup,” he growled, fingerfucking me. I arched my head backward, calling his name. I was so damn close, my nipples stiff nubs as he sucked on my clit again, moving his fingers in and out.

“Sebastian, I’m going to—”

And then, when I thought I was about to come, he ceased all movement and withdrew his fingers. No more teasing and sucking on my clit. I cried out in frustration and then I felt him shifting behind me.Smack!The first strike swiped my butt and I roared when the mixture of pain and ecstasy cut a swath through my body. Searing pain radiated from that spot and coursed through me, shutting down my brain. I froze as though I’d been electrified and the waves of energy burned their way up my spine.

He hit me again, catching me by surprise. The second strike stung and landed on the same place he hit me the first time.

“Aren’t you forgetting to say something?”

“One,” I squeaked, suddenly recalling the instructions. With great difficulty, I slackened my muscles and held my breath.

“This will happen every time you disobey me,” he continued. “Do you want to come for me, Marinka? Do you want to come for your daddy?”

“Fuck yes, Daddy,” I gasped, completely surrendering myself to the burn and to him. That word—Daddy—turned me on to a point I wasn’t sure I could beat. So many firsts… He growled and then thrust two fingers inside me. That was enough to send me to the stars. The combination of spanking and him fucking me like that with his finger made me come so hard, my vision blurred. I roared as the orgasm started rocking through me, my entire body trembling and shuddering.

“Fuck, you were soaked through. This is so fucking hot,” he said as I collapsed on the bed. My head was spinning as I tried to inhale some air. My ass cheeks burned but my body was pleasantly numb.

I wanted to experience more pain.

Had I lost my mind? The man had just spanked my ass several times to make me climax more intensely. I couldn’t deny that I’d just had the best orgasm in my life and I was suddenly addicted to this feeling. This pain.

“Get up.”

Still confused and high from the sensations that raked through me, I bounced off the bed. As I moved, my thighs rubbed and I felt the moisture between them. Worried that I was bleeding from the beating, I shoved my hand in the space between them to confirm. I then brought my fingers to my face and I couldn’t smother the gasp that escaped my throat.

Instead of a red liquid coating my nails, it was my own juices. They glistened under the light, making it impossible to mistake them for something else. Sebastian came around and stood in front of me. He reached out and wiped my lips with his fingers. I smelled my scent on him and when he parted my lips and stuck them inside my mouth, I sucked on his flesh. His eyes darkened, filled with both anger and heat.

Why anger? Was I doing this wrong?

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