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Her rank obedience feeds my need for control, striking a chord deep in my soul. It both soothes and energizes me in ways that I can’t begin to quantify.
There’s only a small whimper as I yank off her pants and rub my hand over her smooth skin. “So soft. Flawless. But it won’t be like that when I’m through.”
She whimpers again, soft and throaty. My cock burns for her.
Without taking a hand off her sexy little body, I text Cristiano that the punishment is about to begin.
I slowly remove my belt.
Restraining the pent-up need, I glide the thick leather across her skin, tapping lightly, coaxing the nerve endings closer to the surface.
She mewls as the soft cowhide trails up and down her back and thighs. The mewls get louder when the strap pauses for a small bite of her flesh.Just a nibble to prime her for the feast.My feast.
“I’m going to enjoy turning your skin red. Do you know how hard my cock is just imagining the gorgeous welts?”
Her breathing is shallow and quick as I step between her legs, nudging them apart. My fingertips trace her spine, trailing lower and lower into the hollow of her lower back and over her fine ass.
She’s quiet as I explore her body, trembling when my fingers find a sensitive spot. My thumb glides down her crack, stopping to press on the tempting rosebud.
Every muscle in her body contracts. I smile.
“Not today,” I murmur, my hand slipping between her legs.
She’s aroused, soaking wet, and her clit is hard and swollen when I run my fingers over it. I could stroke her all night. First with my fingers, then with my tongue. “You like this, don’t you? My fingers on your pussy?”
When she doesn’t answer, I take away my hand and sink my teeth into her ass. Not enough to break the skin, but enough to mark her.
She yelps, pressing her pelvis into the barrel, grinding her pussy on the smooth wood.
I almost toss the belt aside and slide into her, pounding that mound against the barrel until she screams.
My hand is shaking as I force myself to step back. Before I change my mind about the punishment, I fold the belt in half and let it fly over her bare skin.
When the leather strikes her ass, a tortured scream echoes through the dimly lit cave, and a sense of satisfaction rushes through me. It’s the retribution I’ve craved since the moment I learned she was headed for the docks.
My belt sails again.Whack. She cries out. The scream is muffled now, but it’s heady, nonetheless.
I picture the captain’s hands on her and let the leather fly again. I want to do it again, and again. But it’s feeling too much like a drug. Too much like a punishment dealt from an undisciplined hand.Too much like vengeance.
I’m a second away from surrendering to the thirst for revenge, and I no longer trust myself with the belt in my hands.
I toss it aside and draw a clean breath, letting my fingertips graze her red, welted skin.
She clutches the barrel and groans with the contact. But I show her no mercy as my hand comes down on her.I can’t.
Crack.
Crack.
Crack.
My palm stings from the impact—it feels safe, grounding me and reminding me that this vulnerable woman is under my protection. The belt provided too much distance. It made it too easy to spin out of control.
I rub her bruised skin and slide my fingers between her legs, over the slick flesh. She moans softly. Her mewls curl into my consciousness, driving me forward to an end.
With one hand stroking her pussy, I bring the other onto the raw skin.Hard.
She screams. It’s a tortured cry, but she presses her pussy into my hand for the pleasure she needs to drown the pain. And I give it to her. I swirl my fingers around her clit until she begs for more.
