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Maybe sitting in the chair, bound with her bra and panties was a better form of repentance, because something told her this was going to hurt.
“What… ?” She asked, as Leonid moved in behind her now.
And then a flood of cool air drifted over her completely bare ass as Leonid unbuckled her skirt. It was a tweed wrap-around mini skirt that she wore as the base for the artfully placed colorful dildos and that one motion by Leonid had her whole skirt slipping right off her body leaving her naked from the waist down.
Oh, hell no.
She shrieked in horror and jumped up from the table. Her reaction earned her a striking slap across her bare ass that would sting into next week.
What the hell? Did he really just spank her? With his hand. On her ass. Like she was a naughty child.
“You can’t do that. No one can do that to me. What is wrong with you three?” She included all three because the other two were clearly condoning it and even encouraging it.
She made further attempts to escape but this time Leonid picked up her bra from the chair where it lay and threw it at Roman. It sailed over her head toward him, and yet again her own underwear was used against her.
Roman, gripping the apple with his teeth, used his hands to wrap it around her wrists then removing his belt, he slid it between her bound hands and buckled her to the intricate copper design on the side of the table before he resumed his seat and finished his damn apple.
No matter what she did, she couldn’t escape.
“Are you ready?” Leonid asked.
Chapter Nine
She groaned at the roughness in Leonid’s voice when he asked her if she was ready. Ready for what she had no idea. But his voice made her sizzle all over and no matter how hard she squeezed her thighs together, nothing could quell the fresh wetness dripping from her, she couldn’t take it.
Not waiting for her answer,Leonid rained a strew of breathing-takingly sharp smacks to her poor little bottom. She cried out in pain. The roaring heat of the flesh on her ass almost blinded her with its severity.
She could never handle pain. She was a big cry baby and she’d be the first to admit it. But this was raw, unimaginable torture. Tears flew from her eyes and she was begging him to stop.
Leonid stalled and soon both brothers were laughing at her.
“We haven’t even gotten started yet. That was a warm-up, little girl,” Roman chuckled.
Nooo.
“Okay, look, let’s talk—” All she had to do was just back down. No one would think poorly of her if she did. But she couldn’t stand the pain anymore.
And then she remembered who she was. And why she was doing this.
For Marjorie. For love and romance. Because secretly she wanted the same thing. The grand gesture that said a man loved a woman. The special bond her parents had. The one her cousin Maureen had with her future husband.
And if she couldn’t have it because the right person hadn’t come along yet, then she was going to fight for it. With everything she was worth.
“No,” she said and instantly gritted her teeth as Leonid immediately punctuated her answer with his palm on her ass. “I won’t back down.”
“This isn’t about you backing down. Or negotiating your way out of it.”
“This is about what happens to little girls who stage a protest and call us prudes, I believe was the word you liked to use. There’s nothing you can say that would make us stop, Ansley, not until we think you might have learned your lesson.”
“I think now would be a good time to introduce ourselves, since we’re going to get to know each other quite intimately. I’m Roman, and that’s my brother, Damien over there. And that’s Leonid behind you.
“I know who you are already,” she sobbed.
“Good. But you can refer to us assirin this situation.”
“I prefer Bullies,” she mumbled.
Leonid resumed his punishment. His palm was so big it covered her whole backside and the harsh array of whacks vibrated through her whole body.
