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He remained silent.
A long moment passed, and then another, before I decided to approach him myself. As I stepped towards him, I could feel my arousal pooling between my thighs. His fingers tightened around the switch, and I stared at it apprehensively for a second.
His hand had hurt, and his belt had been even fiercer. I had no doubt the switch would be that much worse, but I was willing to take it.
I would do it for us.
I drew close enough to brush my fingers against his chest. He drew in a shaky breath at my light touch, and the tenuous restraint I’d sensed before seemed to be at its breaking point.
“What do you want?” I enunciated each word, breathing against his throat as I pressed my body against his. My nipples pebbled hard, and my thighs tensed with desire. His body remained stoically still, but I knew he was seconds away from losing control.
“I want you,” he whispered.
I pressed my lips against the side of his neck, kissing him gently. A soft, rumbling growl emerged from him, twisting my insides with passionate desire. The tension between us rose in spades until he grabbed my upper arm with a fiercely decisive snarl. I gasped as he spun me around. In an instant, his body surrounded mine, pinning me in place against the wall. I stared into the stone, pulling in one shaky breath after the next.
“Then take me,” I openly dared him. My voice did not waver.
He grabbed my hips, pulling them back so far that I was bent over with my bare ass on display. There was a soft, gentle breeze moving through the room as he kicked my feet apart. The air caressed between my legs, chilling the wetness I knew to be dripping down each thigh. I shivered with my arousal, the fearful anticipation almost more than I could bear.
I could hear the sound of his breath as his fingers slid up and down my spine, exploring my flesh gently at first. When he roughly gripped my left bottom cheek in one hand, the painful ache caught me by surprise, and I knew that it was only a teaser of what was to come.
“You defied my orders,” he growled.
“I did, my king,” I whispered, biting my lip in nervous apprehension.
He whipped the switch through the air, the harsh swishing sound making me jump as my fear spiked. He drew the tip of the branch up the back of my calf, raising my anxiety and churning it to a fever pitch as he laid it across both cheeks of my ass.
I trembled as I waited for the inevitable first lash, and I stiffened when he pulled the branch away from me, my nerves fraying with anticipation.
He whipped the switch through the air one more time. A sharp cry escaped me as I jumped. I was so startled that I couldn’t tense up in time before it contacted my bare flesh.
Unlike the belt, there was no succession, no harsh cracking sound followed by a rising tide of pain. With the switch, those two were married together as one.
A sizzling line of fire burst over my flesh. If I had any intentions of keeping quiet, I would have failed from the very first strike. From the first moment, the sting took my breath away, and a strangled cry escaped me. He didn’t strike me with the switch again, at least not right away, which gave the first welt time to rise. The blazing sting continued to build on itself, stoking higher and higher as another whimper fell off my lips. It crested as I squeezed my eyes shut, and when it finally relented, I sighed in relief as the ache lessened.
The rise and fall of that one strike was sobering.
I heard the switch whip through the air before it hit again. I thought I was ready for the sharp pain since I’d already survived through the first, but somehow the second one was even worse. The intensity from both built on each other until I was overwhelmed with it, and another sharp, keening cry burst from me unbidden.
I gasped as my fingertips dug into the wall, holding my position out of nothing more than sheer will. The switch thrashed me again, landing right below the first two.
The first three were the hardest to take because he spread them out, letting the gravity of each welt rise and fall before the next one came. I whimpered quietly, and his mouth brushed against my ear, sending my body spiraling with passionate heat.
“You cry out, but the scent of your arousal is heavy on the air,” he said softly.
My cheeks flushed with heat, and I bit back a cry of shame because I knew he was right.
“I wonder how much wetter you’ll be when your punishment really begins.”
My pussy clenched hard, and I pitched forward, my entire torso constricting as I struggled to keep my position. My knees dipped inward as I pulled in a shaky breath.
I knew what was going to happen. I was wet now, but by the time he finally threw the switch aside and finished this, I knew I would be soaked.
“Guess we’re going to find out, my king,” I replied, unable to keep my sassy retort to myself.
“We will, won’t we,” he purred, and then the switch cut through the air again. It didn’t strike me, but the fierce noise was enough to make me jump in fearful desire. But as much as I was afraid of what was to come, a very deep, integral part of me wanted it, too.
I arched my back and turned my head, meeting his heated gaze. The pleasure I derived from the sheer rising heat in his eyes was more than worth what was to come. My heartbeat went wild, and a shaky breath fell off my lips. I didn’t miss his devious smirk as he peered down at the welts on my backside.
