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“You’ve lost your fucking mind.” She turned away and headed for the doorway. “I am not marrying you or anyone else. What I am going to do is order a rideshare, head home, and bury my family. You go your way, and I’ll go mine.”
That was enough!
“Your first mistake was thinking this was Burger King, and you could have anything your way. Your second mistake was thinking I would allow this kind of insolence to pass without consequence.”
He had to set her straight. There wouldn’t be time to deal with her contradicting everything he said and did. Snatching herwrist, he yanked her over to the bed, plopped down on the edge of the mattress, and pulled her over his lap.
Eyeing the thin material of Brad’s Army PT shorts, he decided to allow them to stay up for this first spanking. She fought, but he was ready for it—she wasn’t the first girl he’d put over his knee. Gathering her wrists in his left hand, he clamped down on her flailing legs with his much larger one. Applying two very firm swats to her round ass, he spoke in a low, calm tone.
“That is enough. Settle yourself down right now, little girl.”
“Fuck you.”
“So, that’s how you want it?” He sighed dramatically for her benefit before raising his right hand high, then connecting it to the thin material of the shorts covering her behind. He said nothing else, allowing his hand to do the speaking.
“This is not happening. You are not spanking me!” she spat out, tossing her head up to glare at him.
“It is happening, and it will continue to happen until you calm down. Once you’re ready to listen, we can try this discussion again.” He brought his hand down several times in succession with enough force to push her body forward and elicit a cry of pain. He was holding nothing back, scalding her behind.
“Stop! It hurts!”
“It’s not supposed to tickle.” His words were firm, but a smile played at his lips. Moving his hand lower, from the fullness of her cheeks to below the curve of her behind, he focused on swatting the same spot five times on the left before moving to the right. Five more swats. He continued until he had warmed up her entire butt, ignoring every sound of protest from her beautiful lips.
“Are you ready to listen?”
“Are you ready to go to hell?”
“I was going to let you keep your shorts on, but you just lost that privilege.” He wanted to make her feel more vulnerable.Releasing her wrists, he shifted his leg, lifting her up enough for him to reach under and grab the hem. Yanking firmly, he made quick work of removing them, baring her.
Inhaling at the sight, he shifted, feeling his penis hardening in his pants. Her ass, like her face, was perfect. He couldn’t help himself. Resting his palm on the pinkened globes, he could feel the warmth. She squirmed under him, rubbing against his leg—a telltale sign she was as turned on as he was.
Remembering why he was chastising her, he went back to spanking her bottom, bringing his hand down on her upper thigh with a deliberately hard crack. She reared up, squealing in pain. He brought his hand down over and over, not giving up until her ass was red, hot, and swollen under his palm.
He couldn’t make out her words through the blubbering, gargled sounds coming from her. Sitting her up, he moved her to his lap, making sure her hot ass made contact with his jeans, the hiss that slipped from her ruby red lips confirming the pain.
“I know you’re in pain, sweetheart”—he brushed her hair from her face and kissed her forehead—“emotionally and now physically, but it’s my job to keep you safe. I swore it over my parents’ dead bodies. Now, in order to keep you safe, I need your cooperation. If you don’t cooperate, I have no problem putting you over my knee until you do. If a spanking doesn’t work, I have other ways to make you behave. Understand?”
“I…”
“Look at me, Francesca.” He lifted her chin until she was staring at him. “I have a feeling if I dip my fingers right here”—he moved his hand between her legs—“I’ll find moisture. Even through your protest, you secretly enjoyed my spanking you. I think you are just as attracted to me as I am to you.”
“I’m not!” she gasped.
“Tsk, tsk, don’t lie to me, little girl.” He moved his finger, pulling apart her swollen folds and running his finger across her clit before slipping it into the moist opening.
She gasped, her hands covering her mouth, trying to hide her moan of pleasure.
“No, little girl, you’re not going to hide your reactions from me.” With his free hand, he took the hand covering her mouth and pulled it down. Watching her face, he pushed his finger deep inside her soaking wet pussy.
“What do we have here? Evidence of your lie. I bet you taste amazing.”
“Don’t!”
He pulled his finger out and raised it to his lips, licking off her sweet cream.
“You are not in charge here, little girl. As soon as you realize that, the better. You will marry me, and you will do as you are told. If you obey, you will find I can bring your body intense pleasure.” He replaced his finger on her clit, rubbing circles over it, watching as her eyes glistened with need. “If you don’t”—he removed his hand—“you will find your life to be miserable.”
Her unintelligible sound of frustrated need filled the room.
