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“I’m not being bad. You’re being an overbearing asshole.” The words fly from my mouth, breaking through every filter that should stop them. His eyes instantly go wide.
“That solves it then.” He grabs my elbow and pulls me to the side as he sits on the edge of the bed. With one quick tug, I’m face down over his lap. My wiggling only manages to get me out of my jacket, but not off his lap. My toes scrape across the carpeting, unable to get any real traction. Damn him for being so big!
“Let me up!” I squirm, but he easily traps me with one arm wrapped around my waist and anchors me to him.
“Not yet.” He flips the skirt of my dress up over my ass. When his fingers touch the elastic of my tights I freeze.
“No. Please, Roman. No!” But my distress is ignored as he drags down my tights and my panties at one time until they are bunched at my knees.
Mortification overwhelms me and tears burn my eyes. Not again. Why did I push him?
“While you are with me,malyshka, you will behave. You will not curse at me, you will not tell me no when I take care of you, you will not stomp your cute little feet, and you will not raise your voice.” His tone is even, not a tremor of anger to be heard. But then again, he’s not the one ass up over someone’s lap.
“Okay, Okay,” I agree wholeheartedly. I try to look over my shoulder at him, but he’s dipped me too far forward that I can’t see him. “I promise.”
“Good.”
I sigh, relieved that I’ve avoided the humiliation of another spanking.
But I’m wrong.
So very wrong.
“You won’t be sitting pretty at dinner now. Shame,” he says just before his hand comes down hard on my ass. He’s not interested in my comfort; he brings his hand down again and again and again. I’m wiggling but it doesn’t matter. He’s too strong. I try to kick my legs, but it makes him move the swats down to my thighs.
“Roman! Please! I’m sorry! I said I’m sorry!” Tears drop down my cheeks. The pain mingling with the humiliation is too much for me to hold back. I shouldn’t have acted out, why would I ruin tonight?
“It’s good to be remorseful, but that doesn’t take away your punishment,” he says without breaking his rhythm. He doesn’t leave an inch of my ass untouched. Every bit of it hurts, and I’m crying openly now.
Not just because it’s painful, but because I’m a fool. I pushed and pushed until I knew he would have to react. Maybe that small part of me that craved this was stronger than the rest of me. Maybe I wasn’t as eager to hide this part of me from him as I thought.
Only after I go slack over his lap and stop wiggling about does he stop the spanking. With one hand resting on my thigh, he rubs my back with the other.
“Up now, Billie,” he directs in a soft voice and helps me to get to my feet. I wipe away the tears from my face. My makeup is ruined, mascara streaks my palm. He grabs my hands and makes me stand between his legs. “Look at me,” he orders.
With a shaky breath, I bring my eyes to his.
“How do you feel?”
Is he dense? My ass is pulsating, my chest hurts from all the gulping for air, and my face is probably all red and swollen.
I sniffle. “I’m sorry I swore at you. I should have just gotten my coat.”
“You were acting up on purpose, I think.” He moves his hands to my hips.
I want to hide. No one should be this transparent.
“I need to wash my face and do my makeup again.” I need to get away from him before he realizes the horrible truth. Everything that’s transpired here is exactly what my soul craves. Being thrown over his knee and spanked to tears, it’s not something I should need, but it is. And now that I’m settled and calm, I can see how much I need him, too.
“Something is bothering you, and it’s not the coat.” He tightens his hands on me. “I don’t like it.”
“If you don’t like me, then let’s stop all of this. You can tell that guy you dumped me.” I try to step back but he drags me forward again.
“That’s not what I said. I don’t like when you hide yourself.” He moves up to his feet; his body brushes up against mine—every part of his body. There’s no hiding the effects the spanking had on him. His cock is easily noticed through his trousers.
“Know every time you act out, you’ll find yourself over my lap.” He pinches my chin and drags my head back until his mouth hovers over mine. “Understand me?”
I understand nothing at the moment other than his mouth is so close to mine I can feel the heat of his breath as it washes over my face. Staring at his lips outlined by the dark scruff of his beard, I’m no longer worrying about the tenderness of my ass. I’m more concerned if he’s going to kiss me or not.
