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The flicker of a smile across her mouth. “Please, Andy.” Her eyes met mine as she kissed the leather. “Punish me, please. Make it hurt.”
No fucking fear there.
My muscles were wired, taut and hot as I gripped the belt in my fist and landed the first sharp lash on her backside. It made a lovely thwack. Tough leather on tender skin, fucking beautiful. She jolted forwards on the desk and gripped the edge tighter, but she didn’t make a sound. Her shoulders were rigid, breath tight as she prepared for the next strike.
“Tell me how sorry you are,” I growled, pressing my palm to the small of her back.
“Sorry, Andy,” she said. “I’m sorry.”
I landed the belt on her thighs and she squealed.
“Tell me you’re fucking sorry!” I raised the belt again.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “I’m sorry, Andy. I’m really fucking sorry.”
“Sorry for what?!”
The leather bit at her skin, wrapping around her hip so savagely she sucked in breath.
“I’m sorry... for the book... I’m sorry...” she whispered. I hit her harder, and it felt like fucking bliss. “I’m sorry for the things I said...”
“What else?”
She hesitated for too long. So long I had to punish her with five heavy lashes in a row. She squirmed and whimpered, shifting from foot to foot, and her ass glowed red, but still she stayed in position.
“I’m sorry for being rude... fuck! Ow! Yes!”
“And?”
“I’m sorry for being disrespectful...”
“More.”
“I’m sorry for being bossy. Andy, I’m sorry!”
“What else?”
“I’m sorry… for leaving.”
Her words were sweet music to my cock. I hit her hard and fast, until she whimpered and writhed and squirmed against the desk, and thenI slipped my fingers between her thighs.
“You’re a dirty little bitch, Faye. So fucking dirty.”
“Please... more...” she gasped.
And with that her whole body shifted. She was rolling with the endorphins, drifting into subspace. Her shoulders relaxed, her grip on the desk easing up, and her thighs opened for me, showing me that tight, wet little slit. I hit her. Harder.
This time she was begging for more before she’d even stopped wriggling from the last. Her ass was beautiful and ripe and pink, her thighs streaked with colour.
“Take me...” she whimpered. “Please, Andy... fuck me... I want you...”
I yanked her hair back until I could whisper in her ear. “No. You don’t deserve it. My week. My rules.”
“Shit, Andy, please!” she groaned, reaching for her clit. I slapped her hand away.
“My fucking rules, Faye. You get fucked when I say you get fucked.”
I slapped her pussy, making sure it caught her by surprise enough to yelp, then I pulled her panties up.
