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Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Over and over he spanks me, with hard, sharp, stinging swats in the same exact place. I try to kick at his shins, elbow him in the side, and just thrash about, but Trip’s not giving in nor is he all that bothered by my fighting. After eighteen, yeseighteen,swats to my butt, Trip relents.
I breathe heavily, trying hard to keep my tears at bay so I don’t have to redo my makeup. Trip’s hand lands on the sore spot on my ass and rubs it gently. He hums thoughtfully.
“Watching your ass jiggle like a plateful of jello has me so hard, I almost came from spanking you,” he admits quietly and then laughs at his own absurdity. When it dies off, he asks, “Want to tell me what made you so upset now, dollface?”
His hand lays flat against where he struck me with enough pressure to keep the stinging alive. Grimacing, I try to think about his question and not the pain in my back side.
“Nothing happened. It was just a bad day.”
“Is that really the answer you’re going to go with?”
“A bad day is just that. Nothing happened specifically—” Trip’s hand comes down again in rapid succession another eight times before I cry out, “Please, please stop!”
The tears I managed to hold back the first round race down my cheeks like they’re in the Olympics now.
“You were fine until after lunch. So something happened in the break room. What was it?” Trip demands. “I can do this all day, dollface, so keep up the lying if you don’t want to be able to sit down at work.”
I think sitting has already been pulled off the table for the day. My butt feels as if it’s on fire. Swallowing back a sob, I press my forehead to the cool linoleum countertop. How does he know when I got upset? Have they really been watching me as acutely as they claimed? Well, obviously they are, since the only time I left the building was to head home. Fuckinggreat.
“I got a call from a friend. She was upset, and then I got upset because I couldn’t do anything to help her.”
There’s a pause before he asks, “Was it Pianna?”
“Why does it matter who it was or even why I was upset?” I demand sharply, fed up with being played with. “I’m just your toy.”
“That’s right, you’reours,” he smacks me on the ass again and I yelp loudly. “So if someone fucks with something, or someone, that belongs to us, we’ll take care of it.”
“No one is fucking with me—” Well, with Pianna, anymore “—so you can let go of me and relax, caveman.”
He lets out a surprised laugh. “Caveman?”
“Well, you’re acting like one!”
Trip rubs the spot on my ass where he’s laid down his punishment, removing the sting there. “Why not tell me this from the beginning? Why give me the run around?”
“I don’t need you involved in my life any more than you already are, and I didn’t think it would matter if you knew or not. I’m just some bitch you harass and fuck.”
This earns me the hardest slap yet. My head jerks up quickly at the pain before slamming back down onto the counter with a force that nearly knocks me out.
“Well that was stupid.”
“Shut up and let me go,” I grumble, squeezing my eyes shut.
“Here’s the thing, dollface. We want to know what’s going on in your life from the mundane to the dark and dirty bits.” The hand rubbing my ass slides between my legs. I shake my head, terrified a neighbor is going to walk by and see us, but stop as two fingers sink inside of me. “Hm, howling like a cat, yet as wet as can be.”
“Why? Why does it matter?” I ask with a gasp, before I bite my bottom lip to keep from moaning.
“Because I said so,” he snaps, his fingers scissoring inside of me. “And now that you know more about me and my family than almost anyone else, other than Grant and Jay, I’m going to be heavily invested in knowing about you and yours.”
Trip’s fingers dive deeper, pressing against the walls of my pussy and spurring on my desire. My legs spread wider of their own accord as my heart races. My tear-filled eyes are locked on the entrance to my apartment, too scared to look away in case I miss someone’s horror at my predicament. And because I’m looking, I just happened to watch Grant walk in. I gape, and I try to lift my head, but Trip keeps a tight hold on my neck this time, making sure my face is pressed to the counter.
“Ah, Trip, I see you’ve already started without me.”
“I didn’t think you’d make it. Coach called you guys in pretty early this morning,” Trip says casually, as if his fingers aren’t deep inside of me. “I was just getting to the good part.”
I watch as Grant checks his watch before walking over. I don’t miss the way he stands just in front of the two of us, blocking our bodies from view. Trip’s fingers curl inside of me, and I choke on a moan. How can I possibly be enjoying this? He spanked me, multiple times, for goodness’ sake! I can feel the tension coiling between my legs. Catching my bottom lip between my teeth, I try, and fail miserably, to stop a groan from escaping.
“Looks like you did a good job warming her up, look at that handprint.” Grant’s laughter rings around the small kitchen.
