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And then I bring the belt down across her ass, leaving a red mark in its wake as it strikes her lily-white skin.
Her cry awakens something in me, something deep and dark and primal. Over the course of my life, I’ve very rarely explored this side of myself, rarely even let myself fantasize about it. My first wife would never have entertained even the slightest idea of such a thing. I’d never punished her like this—I’d never felt the need to. She was spoiled and bratty at times, but it had been more of an annoyance than anything else.
She’d never driven me to this point. And she’d never aroused anything like this in me.
With the first yelp from Caterina, the first red mark across her ass, my cock is instantly erect, hard, and throbbing, nearly painful with the sudden rush of violent lust that I feel as I bring the belt down across her ass again and again.
“Viktor, please!” She reaches back as if to stop me, her toes digging into the carpet as she tries to arch away from me, and I bring the belt down on her upper thighs, lashing it across the spot where she won’t be able to sit down tomorrow.
“Put your hands back on the bed,” I hiss, my voice choked with anger and lust. I’ve never felt such a complicated rush of emotions before, fury and desire and need and violence all tangled up until I can feel my pulse throbbing with it, making me almost dizzy as I bring the belt down again. “If you try to get away again, or move your hands, we’re finished, Caterina. I’ll send you back to Luca, and I’ll destroy every fucking thing you love.”
“You already have,” she sobs, but her hands go back in front of her, fingers spread and digging into the duvet as I lash the belt across her ass once more. “You—this life—it’s all destroyed everything I loved. Everything I hoped for. Everything—ah!”
She cries out again, and I feel my cock lurch in my trousers as I see her thighs spread just a little in anticipation of the next blow, the puffy, pink lips of her pussy showing at the apex of them. And then, just as I’m about to bring down the belt again, I see something that pushes me to the edge of nearly losing control, my cock throbbing until I think I might come then and there from the sheer eroticism of it, appealing to the darkest corners of my nature.
She’s fuckingwet.
I can see it, glistening on her skin, her folds swollen and damp with arousal. She’s nearly crying into the duvet, her flushed cheek pressed against the mattress, but I can see the undeniable evidence that this is turning her on, too.
“You fucking like this, don’t you,printsessa?” I croon, my voice still full of anger but with a mocking note now. “You claim you don’t want to come to my bed, you claim that I’m hurting you, but your pussy tells me a different story. You’re dripping like a needy whore after a few good strokes.” I reach down, adjusting my painful erection. “You crave this cock, even if you don’t want to admit it. This thick Bratva cock that made you come on our wedding night despite yourself.” I bring the belt down across her ass again, and this time her body jerks, her thighs squeezing together as she lets out a whimper that’s nearly a moan.
Christ, if she keeps this up, I’ll come on the spot.The sight of Caterina squirming half-naked on the bed as I spank her, her reddened ass and dripping pussy, and the sound of her squeals and cries has me wanting things I never knew I desired, craving dark and depraved acts with my wife that I would never have imagined before.
She’s awakened a beast inside of me, and I’ve never felt so hungry as I do right now.
“No,” Caterina whispers. “I don’t want it. I don’t!”
“Either your mouth or your pussy is lying.” I bring the belt down again, hard, and she nearly screams, shoving her face down into the duvet to muffle it. “And I think I’d wager I know which one it is.”
“Viktor, please!”
“You keep saying that.” I feel my cock throb at the sound of leather hitting flesh once more. “You’ve used up all my patience, Caterina. There’s no more mercy for you from me.”
I take a step back, my cock nearly tearing through my fly by now, my fist wrapped around my folded belt. Her ass is red and flaming, her thighs squeezed together so that I can barely catch a glimpse of that sweet, swollen pussy. Her face is invisible to me, buried in the duvet as she sobs with a muffled sound.
Finally, she lifts her head, turning her face towards me with an accusing glare as she sees my erection, a thick and straining ridge against the fabric of my pants. “So what?” she asks, her voice pained, but still defiant despite it all. “What are you going to do now, Viktor? Force me to fuck you? Take me here on the bed while your daughters are a few rooms away? Spread my legs and force your way into me?”
I smirk. “For one, the girls are already headed back tomyhome. I had Alexei collect them and take them back while I—tended to you. But as for your other questions, no.” I step towards her, and I see her flinch, her thighs tightening in anticipation of another stroke. But I’m done spanking her—for now at least.
“I’m not going to force you,” I continue, reaching out to touch her thigh, the skin warm where I brought my belt down on it. “But you’ll come to see the error of your ways, and quickly, if you want to keep the deal that Luca brokered. I bargained for a wife, not a science project.” My hand slides upwards, pressing against the firm, soft flesh of her ass, and despite herself and the pain she must be in, I can feel her arching upwards into my touch.
She wants me. She just refuses to admit it.
“We’re done with this fertility clinic shit,” I tell her firmly, my voice deep and rough. “I won’t take you now, but you’ll come to bed soon, willing and ready to fulfill your duties in our marriage. You’ll be my wife completely, or not at all, and if you can’t keep that part of the bargain that was struck, then you need to decide once and for all what your decision is. You can go back to Luca, plead your way out of this, have the marriage annulled. But the consequences of that will be on your head and no one else’s.”
I don’t wait to hear her response. There’s a small sob, her body twitching under my touch like a fly-bitten horse, and I jerk my hand away. I won’t force her; I refuse to cross that boundary. If I remain in the room another moment with the heat of her freshly-spanked ass against my hand and her hot, drenched pussy so close, I know that I won’t be able to stop myself.
So I turn on my heel, my belt still gripped in my hand as I stride towards the door. “If you come back home, I’ll know your choice is made,” I tell her darkly, my voice rough and brooking no argument.
Truth be told, I don’t know what she’ll choose.
But I know that I’ve never wanted anything so goddamned much as I want her in my bed, naked and wet and willing, begging for me to fuck her.
It’s not all I want, either. She’s awakened something in me, and I feel a hunger that, if left unchecked, feels as if it could drive me mad.
I want to break her, own her,possessher.
I want to make her mine.
