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“Why are you being punished, little one?” He pauses to rub soft circles across my heated skin.
“Because you’re an asshole.”
He resumes the spanking.
“Why?” he asks, this time without breaking the rhythmic pace of the spanks.
“Because I ran away.” The next spank is even harder.
“Close, but no. Why are you being punished?”
“I don’t know!” I shriek at him.
More spanks rain down on my ass. He starts to move down my thighs and back up.
“You are being punished because you put yourself in danger by running away.”
Smack.
“You made it down fifteen floors by the way. Which is impressive. Two landings per floor. Let’s say thirty spanks. Say it. Why are you being punished?”
“I ran away!”
Smack.
“Try again, little one.”
“I put myself in danger.” It hurts, of course, but the humiliation of being actually, literally spanked is worse.
Sean goes back to rubbing soft strokes across my ass. He leans forward and whispers in my ear. I can feel his breath against my sweat-covered skin, sending a shiver down my body. “Good girl.”
The shiver is followed by a growing need between my thighs, and a confusing realization that I am very, very wet. My nipples are painfully hard, rubbing against the thin fabric of my t-shirt.
Sean shifts me slightly, pulling me back into position, and I feel his very hard,verylarge cock pressing against me.
Oh. My. God.
And then it starts again. One after the other, he rains down merciless spanks across my ass and thighs. I’m crying so hard it takes several moments to realize when he’s stopped.
“When I say I don’t know what else to do with you, I’m not being cute. By now Popov knows your body wasn’t at the scene, and he knows you didn’t close ranks with the rest of the Bratva soldiers. He will know you were with us.” He’s rubbing slow circles on my back, avoiding the heated skin on my ass. I almost wish he wasn’t. “Best case, he would just have you killed for betrayal. More likely, he would torture you for any information on our organization, then a little extra just for fun.”
Sean slowly slides the sweats back up over my ass. He tugs on the cuffs momentarily, before I feel them release. He pulls them off, closes them, and tosses them casually onto the high-back chair next to the sofa. He gently transfers me into the opposite chair. Apparently lifting a grown ass woman isn’t a problem for him.
I’m now eye level with the impressively large bulge occupying the front of his pants.
Seriously, that doesn’t fit inside a normal woman?
Sean clears his throat, and I blush. He clearly noticed me staring at his cock.
“To sum up,” Sean says, his tone serious, “you are staying here. You will be a good girl andbehave.”
I can’t hold his steady gaze when he stresses the word. I stare down at my feet.
“Do you know what the definition of trust is?” he asks.
I shake my head.
“Trust is consistency over time. If you misbehave, I will punish you.”
