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Another loud smack echoed off the walls as he slapped my right cheek. The sound reverberated off the furniture and the ceiling and bounced all around me, making the spank seem even more ominous than it already was. It was as if someone had shot a gun inside, and when the sting of the hard slap finally hit me, a quiet cry of shock escaped me.
“I know you’re soaking wet, little one. I’ve been able to smell every drop of it ever since I shoved my finger into your sweet little virgin asshole.”
My mouth snapped shut, and I knew he was right. Even now, the memory of that single digit inside of me only made my pussy clench hard. His palm settled back on my naked cheeks, and I had difficulty not tightening them underneath his touch.
“This isn’t just to turn me on?” I asked, my voice quivering with sudden anxious arousal.
“No, little one. This is to teach you a lesson,” he answered.
“I don’t want you to spank me,” I tried.
“I know, little one. That’s what’s making my cock so hard right now,” he answered, and my breath caught in the back of my throat. My hands tightened into tiny fists as I struggled to keep a lid on my rising desire. If it went on much longer, it would boil over, and I wasn’t sure if I could get a hold of myself after that. It would overtake me like ivy on a brick wall, and I would be powerless against it.
Even now, my clit was throbbing as if it had a heartbeat of its own. It would only take a few soft touches to send me over the edge into heated bliss.
I didn’t want to accept the fact that I was aroused by the idea of him punishing me like this, spanked like a naughty little girl over her daddy’s knee. I tried to pull in a ragged breath, hoping it would help calm my frantic heart, but it didn’t do a damn thing. Instead, it only seemed to beat that much faster.
His hand squeezed my left cheek and then my right painfully hard, and a quiet gasp flew free from my mouth.
I could do this. It was a spanking, nothing more than that. It was probably just meant to remind me of his power over me. I’d given him an ultimatum, which was something he apparently didn’t like, and this punishment would make me think twice before giving him another.
It probably wouldn’t even really hurt. Hell, I’d even read about it in some of the spicy books I’d picked up from time to time.
“Whatever then. Do yourworst,” I scoffed.
I didn’t even know where those words had come from. They just burst from me without thought or reason. The instant they fell off my lips, I knew I had made a mistake because his hand tightened firmly on the right cheek of my ass, so hard that the pain burned red hot. He did the same to the other side just as hard.
I was going to regret that.
“Don’t worry, babygirl. You’re going to be begging for mercy long before I’m through with you,” he growled. The sudden rumble sent a shiver down my spine, and my desire surged to heights I hadn’t thought possible. It was a primal sound, a warning, and yet it awakened something instinctual within me, too.
His hand patted my bottom lightly, as if warning me what was about to begin. My heart fluttered in my chest, nervous butterflies bounced around in my belly, and my core spiraled with heat. I readied myself as best as I could, steeling my body against the firmness of his palm. I could do this. It was nothing more than a spanking. He’d redden my bottom, and then maybe he’d fuck it all away before he told me everything.
But I couldn’t have prepared myself for this. It was so much worse than I could have ever imagined.
The spanking began slowly, each smack firm enough to jostle my bottom cheeks but not enough to really sting. Instead, the burn began slowly, a slow simmer radiating across my ass like a summer rain wetting the pavement.
Each smack reverberated deep into my core, causing a tangle of desire to tighten inside of me. My pussy clenched with every single one, and the ceaseless pulse of my clit kept my attention no matter how hard I tried to ignore it.
This shouldn’t arouse me. This was wrong, right?
Another smack made my bottom bounce, and a fierce jolt of need surged right down to my clit. A quiet moan escaped my mouth, and I snapped it shut. Immediately, I bit my lip, vowing to keep quiet through this whole thing.
The smacks were just beginning to sting a little more than I thought they would, causing my anxiety to spiral along with my escalating need.
I wouldn’t let him know he was getting to me, no matter how much this hurt and no matter how long it went on.
This was a childish punishment, and I would survive it.
As if he could read my mind, his hand peppered my backside that much harder, and it took me by surprise. Suddenly, the gentle burn ignited into a full-blown blaze, and I had to bite my lip even harder to keep quiet.
With my hands pinned behind my back and his leg over mine, I was completely helpless. There was nothing I could do to escape him. He was so much stronger, so much bigger than me that if he wanted to spank me, I could do nothing about it.
I realized something else in that moment.
I wasn’t going to be the one to decide when to end this. He would, and that was a dangerous thing. I squirmed as much as I was able, hoping to make him miss the mark, but his aim was true each and every time.
His hand smacked the tops of my cheeks, then the middle and even the lower curve where my ass met my thighs. He didn’t miss a single inch in between, scalding every bit of my exposed skin that he could. My nipples pebbled against the leather sofa, and I could feel my wetness even more than I had before.
