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“Do you have panties on beneath these?” He asked, snapping them again.
I closed my eyes, not sure if the impending pain was going to be worse than this conversation.
“Yes,” I muttered, sure he’d only add to things if I remained silent.
He lifted his knee for a brief moment, just long enough for him to grab hold of my leggings and my panties and yank them below my ass.
“Fuck you!” I yelled, having no other outlet to show my anger. I bucked, but he wasn’t going anywhere. A cement truck weighed less than him.
“And now she curses,” he said to himself like I wasn’t right below his damn knee. The jangle of the belt buckle caught my attention, and I froze. I twisted my head to the side enough to see him folding the strap twice, tucking the buckle into his palm.
Begging him to reconsider was an option, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.
But then the first lash hit and my entire body jerked in reaction. The second smack landed, then the third. By the fourth, the pain registered, and I fought like hell to get out from beneath the belt. He wasn’t holding back anything.
Over and over again, he laid into my ass. The belt, even doubled over, lashed at me with a sharpness, unlike anything I’ve ever felt. I’d been spanked before, even slapped in the ass during a good fucking, but this wasn’t anything like those times. This was white hot pain that seared into my brain.
“Stop! Please!”
“Are you ready to behave?” He laid another lash across my ass.
“Fuck!” I screamed as the pain ricocheted through my entire body.
“Another curse!” Another lash.
“I’m sorry! Okay, I’m sorry!” I clenched my eyes, fighting back the tears, trying to escape. I would not give him my tears. Fuck him.
“You’ll behave?” He rested the belt on my sore, surely swollen ass.
“Yes. I’ll behave.” Whatever the hell that meant.
“No swearing.” He brushed the belt off to the side and ran his fingertips over my cheeks. “No yelling.” He adjusted his positioning enough to pull my leg toward him, opening my thighs. “No trying to hit me or hurt me.” His fingers slid along the seam of my ass, down further, between my legs.
I tried to snap them closed when he got close enough to feel the betrayal there, but he pinched my ass cheek.
“No hiding from me.” He continued his exploration, easily finding the slickness between my thighs. His fingers glided easily through my wetness, straight down to my wanting clit.
I bit down on my lip, trying to keep myself under control. So, he made me wet with his overbearing assholeness and that damn belt of his. It had nothing to do with me and everything to do with my body. I couldn’t control what my body reacted to.
His fingers swirled around my clit, harder and faster, making my body cater to his attention.
“You follow my rules, and you won’t have a sore ass the rest of the trip. But if you break them, if you act like a naughty girl, I will punish you again.” He pressed harder on my clit, driving me straight to an orgasm that my body desperately wanted.
“I already said I would,” I breathed, fisting the blanket on my bed. Just a little more pressure, and I’d unravel. Just a little more. I bit down on the inside of my cheek, channeling all of my attention to the way his fingers made me feel. Even the throb of my ass couldn’t tear me away from the impending orgasm.
I could waste time feeling bad about it later, but right now, my body was screaming for release. It had been so long since anyone had touched me there; it was no surprise how easily he was able to bring me to the brink.
“Good. And when you are a good girl, you’ll be rewarded.” He yanked his hand away just as the first wave began to crest. “But not until then.” He patted my ass, then yanked up my leggings over my hot ass.
“I hate you,” I said between clenched teeth. I would get away from this man the first chance I had. I couldn’t believe I’d nearly fallen for this guy two years ago. His dominant traits, his good looks, the way he commanded any room he walked into clouded my judgement of what an ass he really was. But my eyes were open now, and I would get away from him.
“That’s fine. Now, let’s get your things. We have to get going.”
I needed to figure out how he was getting us there, and then I’d figure out a way away from him.
Throbbing ass or not.
Chapter 4
