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“Good.Now don’t forget to tell me when you hit the point of it tipping over from pleasure-pain to pain.”
The reminder that he was going to hurt her only made her pussy wetter.
She turned her head so instead of face out, she was facing the bed, and could see him out of the corner of her eye.
Tareq looked down at her, smiled, and raised his hand.
The crack of sound hit her a moment before the burn registered.
Holy crap, that hurt.
Nomi yelped, shocked by the deep throbbing pain in her left butt cheek.
Tareq placed a matching blow on the other side.His hand hit hard, the sound of it shocking.
“Ouch.”
“Felt that, did you?”Tareq pushed her hair away from her face.
“Oh, I definitely felt that.”
“Good.”
Tareq raised his hand.
Each one hurt a little more than the last, the sting quickly followed by a deep heat.It was a good spanking, she wouldn’t deny that—he always hit the midpoint of her ass and lower, never getting lazy and striking the top of her butt.But it was also a hard spanking.He wasn’t just letting his hand fall.He was putting force behind it.
Nomi lasted six more spanks before she lost the ability to hold still.When the next blow landed, she drummed her feet on the bed.The one after that had her reaching back with one hand, trying to cover her ass.
“No.”He barked the command, grabbing her wrist and forcefully moving her arm back to the bed, her hand near her face.
“It hurtssss,” she hissed out the word.
“Good.Thank you for telling me.”He put a hand on her thigh, stilling her restless legs.“Just a few more.”
Tears sprang to her eyes.“I won’t do it again.I promise.”
His thumb touched a tear as it slid along her nose.“I know you won’t.You’re going to be a very good, very submissive girl for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Master Zine.”
He raised his hand.
Nomi shrieked when the spank landed.Damn it, that hurt.It was pain avoidance instinct that had her wiggling her legs towards the side of the bed in an effort to slide off his lap.
Tareq gripped her thigh and yanked her more firmly onto his lap.He didn’t stop there though.He gripped the knee closest to him, forcing her to bend her leg so it was tucked up around him.Her panties dug painfully into the edges of her thighs.
“If you get off this bed, the spanking upgrades from my hand to my belt.”His voice was hard but not angry.He was stating a fact rather than making a threat.
“I’m s-sorry, Sir.”Her voice shivered and trembled.“It hurts.”
“I know it does, pretty girl.”He petted her ass and thighs, her hair and shoulders.“But you can take a few more, can’t you?”
Nomi whimpered in reply.She was an unholy, chaotic mix of afraid and aroused.Her pain-avoidance was at war with her need to submit.To be the “good girl,” the “pretty girl” he’d named her.
“You can jump and thrash all you want,” he assured her.“I’m not going to stop spanking you until I’m done.”
“But if I do that and I slide off your lap…”
