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“I’m not a fucking possession!” Anger flared in her, hot and wild, and she tried to push away from the wall, get some leverage. He raised an eyebrow at her, and suddenly his body was hot and hard against her, pinning her to the wall from chest to hip. She struggled, growling uselessly as she fought his immoveable presence.
“You are, though.” His voice was quiet, but she had no trouble hearing every word. “You’re the most precious possession. And you’re mine.” His eyes flashed possessively at her, and she quailed, the part of her that wanted to listen to him, obey him stilling her frantic movements. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving against his as the fight drained out of her. Her mind still fought against him, screaming that she was an independent person and not a toy he could turn on and off as he wished.
Her body knew better, though. He was right. He’d claimed her, as surely as if he had bought her at a store.
She whimpered softly as he backed off enough to tug the belt of her robe open, the thin fabric parting to reveal her naked body. He looked at her covetously, pressing his body back against hers with a growl. “You can try to fight me as much as you want, Omega. Your body knows what it needs, and nothing you say or do will stop me from giving you exactly what you need.” His hand pressed roughly between her legs, his fingers stretching her pussy. “Your cunt wants to be used, Omega. How many times do I need to fuck you before that concept gets through your silly head?”
“Fuck…” Despite the orgasm that she had had earlier, his fingers stoked need in her and her legs trembled as she spread them wider.
“There’s a girl. Give in to me. Stop fighting it.” His voice lowered to a croon, and his fingers pressed deeper inside her. His lips pressed against her ear as her eyes fluttered close, her hips canting back and forth, seeking his touch and then pulling away as her mind continued to fight her body’s needs. “You’re very cute when you fight what you want, Omega. Very cute.” His fingers crooked up against her g-spot, and she moaned. “But this defiance? This need to prove yourself as an independent person to me? It’s getting old. You’re mine, and it’s time that you accept that once and for all.”
Suddenly his fingers were no longer in her pussy, and her eyes popped open as he grasped her by the upper arm, dragging her away from the wall. She was forced over the back of her couch before she could think to protest more, and her robe was flipped up over her back to bare her ass.
“You came earlier today. That is an unacceptable defiance of my will, slut.” He slapped her ass lightly, and she squeaked. Part of her wondered what would happen if she tried to stand up and argue with him more.
The larger part of her knew that she was already in enough trouble.
“I didn’t mean to.” It was the truth, but she blushed hotly as she heard him moving around behind her. Truth or not, she didn’t think it would matter to the sadist behind her.
“I don’t care.”
She gulped, then let out a cry as a blow landed squarely in the middle of her ass cheeks. It was different than a spanking, though. What was he hitting her with…?
“I have the feeling that you’ll become well acquainted with this flogger, girl. Seems that you can’t stop yourself from defying me, silly little thing.” She could hear the sneer in his voice as another blow landed, and this time she felt the individual stripes of the tails as they wrapped around and bit harshly into her hip.
“This isn’t the whole punishment, though. This is just the warm-up. You’re going to be a very sorry girl once your punishment is done today. I think twenty strokes of the flogger will do, and then five stripes from my cane. You’ve got two down. And you’ll thank me after every stroke. Do you understand?”
Twenty from the flogger? And then five from the cane? He’s insane! I’ll never be able to make it!She gulped, anticipatory tears already pricking at the corners of her eyes at the pain she knew she was about to endure.Stupid, stupid girl. You were never going to end things with him. He owns you. Get it through your head!
He tapped her ass warningly, the tails of the flogger brushing against the backs of her thighs. “I’m waiting, girl.”
She swallowed hard, heart fluttering in her chest. “Um. Two. Sir. Thank you?”
“Better. But still too slow. We’ll start from the beginning, then.” Before she could bite out a protest, the flogger landed again, catching the tender underside of her ass and forcing a yelp from her lungs.
“One!” He waited a moment, and Chastity blushed even harder. “Thank you.”
He didn’t say anything, but the next blow forced a tear of pain out of the corner of her eye. “Two. Thank you.”
He didn’t go easy on her, each blow forcing a cry from her lungs as he proceeded to methodically turn her ass into a stinging mass of fire. When she called out the tenth blow, she could feel the individual stripes along her hips where the tails had wrapped around. By the time they reached the twentieth blow, her ass was burning more than she had ever thought it could and tears were slipping down her face in earnest, though she had managed to stop herself from sniffling. So far.
His hands grabbed her ass and squeezed her burning skin, feeling huge against the welts she could feel swelling already. “You’re doing well, girl. Are you sorry?”
She let out a broken cry as he squeezed a particularly tender welt. “Fuck… yes, I’m sorry, sir!”
It was easy, so easy to slip into the subservient mode. To give him what he wanted. Too easy. Her mind still rebelled against what she was allowing to be done to her, but her body was limp over the back of her couch, letting him manhandle her as he saw fit. It felt… right. Natural. She was his Omega. Ofcourseshe needed this punishment. Ofcourseshe was sorry.
“Good. You’re not done, though.” He smoothed a hand over her ass possessively, and she sighed as his touch soothed some of the hurt in her burning skin. “You still have to earn your stripes.”
He chuckled at his off-color joke, and Chastity buried her face in the couch as he experimentally tapped her ass with the cane. She wanted to fall to her knees, beg him to have mercy on her, but she knew that nothing would impede him from his mission to make her a very sorry girl, indeed.
The first blow of the cane shocked her into silence, the slice of wood on her already burning ass more than her brain could process for a moment. After a second, though, the pain filled into a burning stripe square in the middle of her ass cheeks, and she couldn’t stop herself from wailing.
“Sir, please, stop, it hurts too much!” She reached back in an attempt to cover her ass with her hands, but he caught her wrists before she could protect herself in any meaningful way and held them in a vise grip at the base of her spine.
“That’s the point, slut. You had an orgasm, which you know is against the rules. My rules. There are consequences for being a greedy girl with a slutty pussy.” Another strike of the cane wrenched an agonized cry from her lungs, and he tsked. “You’re not counting, girl. Do we need to start over?”
No!
