Page 64 of Debt of Honor


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“Yes, sir.” The words came naturally, easily, as if I’d been looking for a controlling man my entire life. Even as I walked toward the bed, the thought remained strange, somewhat unsettling. But I knew it to be the truth.

I yanked down the bedding, placing a pillow in the position he required. As I crawled onto the surface, my heart beating even faster, I was shocked that the excitement had increased, pulsing through me like wildfire. I placed my arms under my head, trying to control my breathing.

Cobra waited for almost a full minute before advancing, driving the anticipation to a frenzy. He tugged my legs apart then brushed his finger down my spine to the crack of my ass.

“Tell me what you need.”

“Punishment.”

“Details, my sweet princess.”

I took a deep breath, my pussy clenching and releasing. “Belt me. Spank me hard for I have sinned.”

He exhaled, the gravelly sound filtering into me. “I’ll provide this daily until you no longer need the constant reminder. You are such a good girl.”

There was no reason for the words to be soothing, but they were. I felt completely exposed, open in a way I’d never experienced before. But it was right. This was amazing. This was… Exactly what I’d been looking for my entire life.

His breathing remained scattered as he rolled his fingers down the length of one leg then up the other, taking his time. When he teased my pussy, pressing his finger just past my swollen folds, I fisted the sheet, yanking it close to my face.

“You’re already wet,” he half whispered.

“Yes, sir.”

“Does that mean you crave my cock?”

“Oh, God, yes.”

His deep chuckle was a small reward, keeping my mind spinning as I envisioned all the nasty things he was going to do to me.

“Soon, baby girl. Soon.”

I heard the slight creaking sound the leather made and dared to look over my shoulder. His expression was so serious and the way he wound the thick leather around his hand forced my throat to tighten. He was going to be harsh, the spanking agonizing.

I closed my eyes, pressing my face against the bed, taking several shallow breaths. The wait was killing me. When I finally heard his wrist snapping, I sucked in and held my breath.

The brutal slice across my bottom created an instant sting, the slight pain pulsing down both legs. I took a deep breath, surprised that I wasn’t yelping from the biting pain.

When he delivered three in a row, my sense finally awakened, the pain taking on a life of its own. I kicked out, gasping for air, trying my best to keep from screaming.

He took a few seconds to caress my skin, tapping me lightly as if telling me I was a good girl.

Then he pressed my legs back into position before starting again. I concentrated on the sound the belt made whooshing through the air, the slight crack of his wrist every time he issued another strike. I was floored by the way the noise affected me, keeping my heart racing and my thoughts foggy.

The pain wasn’t just biting, it was stimulating, my pussy aching to the point I was certain I’d have an orgasm. I longed to slide my hand underneath me, stroking my clit, but I knew that wasn’t allowed.

As the spanking continued, I couldn’t keep from moaning, wiggling back and forth as my fingers clamped down on the sheets. Panting, I blinked rapidly, trying to keep tears from forming, but it was impossible. A part of me knew this was necessary, a strong reminder that I had to follow the rules. His rules. I also felt such a release of tension and fear, the anguish that I’d feel for hours after the punishment was finished an excellent deterrent.

I almost laughed at the thought. I’d never been disciplined in this way. He stopped once again, moving between my legs. I held my breath as he rolled several fingers across my slickened thighs. There was no mistaking the desire he felt, the need building to a crescendo.

“I can’t wait to drive my cock inside of you.” He thrust his fingers inside, flexing them open, pumping several times.

I rocked against his hand, arching my back as I glanced over my shoulder. I was lost to the pleasure, a series of stars floating in front of my eyes. “Mmm…”

“Yes. So wet.”

He taunted me for several seconds, bringing me to the very precipice I longed for. Then he removed his hand, patting my bottom before starting yet again.

I was crazed with need, unable to keep from moaning. Every part of me was completely aroused, driving me to the point of madness. All time had stopped, the only noise I could concentrate on the cracking as the belt hit my backside and the savage thumping of my heart.

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