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“Please, Shane. It hurts so bad.”
“The ten with my belt won’t tickle.”
“Shane!”
Removing his finger from her vagina, he walked around the desk to stand in front of her. He wanted her to watch him remove his belt, unbuckling it slowly before whipping it from the loops. Folding it, he gave it a quick snap, and she jumped. Good. He didn’t want her to want this. He needed deference from his bad little girl and wouldn’t stop until she was chastised and truly repentant. He wanted her to know how seriously he took her safety.
“You are going to take each one of these lashes, then I’m going to fuck your ass. Bad girls don’t get to orgasm, Frankie.”
“What? I’ve never… Please, Shane.”
“Little girl, we are well past the please phase. You don’t think you belong to anyone? When I am done with you, you’ll never again forget who you belong to.”
“Shane! Shane, please! I know I belong to you.”
“Let’s make sure you remember next time.”
Tuning out her pleas, he walked back around the desk.
“Butt out, Francesca.” Stepping back, he rose his arm and let the belt swing, careful to land it across the fullness of her behind, keeping the pressure tame and making sure it didn’t wrap around.
He wouldn’t make her count, not this time. He followed the first with a second and a third. Six lashes fell in rapid succession, the bite of the leather raising welts on her butt. He increased the strength behind each until he was bringing down especially painful bites with the eighth and ninth lashes, and hercries became real as her body collapsed over the desk, and she stopped fighting his discipline.
Finally.
The girl was hard to break, hard to get through. He knew punishing her halfway wouldn’t get either of them anywhere. The last lash was barely a whisper.
His cock was throbbing painfully against the material of his pants as he unzipped and dropped them to the ground, freeing it. Coming behind her, he grasped her hips, thrusting into her wet vagina. Thrusting a few more times, he let her moisture coat him, lubricating his dick. The heat of her freshly spanked ass rubbed against him, spurring him on.
Her moans turned from pain to pleasure as she rocked backward, meeting each thrust.
Pulling out, he rested his cock on the entrance of her ass.
“Shane, no!”
“Yes, Frankie. You are going to take my large cock into your tight ass and feel what it’s like to have it owned by your husband. So, the next time I ask you who you belong to, you don’t hesitate.”
“I don’t think it’ll fit,” she whimpered.
“It will fit. Relax, sweetheart.” He worked his hand around her to rub her clit. Dipping his finger, he gathered some of her moisture on his fingertips and smeared it over her asshole before pushing it past the tight rim of muscle into her pert little asshole. Moving in and out slowly, he smiled when he heard her primal groan. Removing his finger, he placed his cock at the entrance to her naughtiest, dirtiest hole. He would remind her who she belonged to and how every hole in her body was his.
Returning his fingers to her swollen clit, he played with her for a moment, bringing her back to his squirming, begging, aroused little wife on the edge of an orgasm, then thrust his hips forward, penetrating her asshole.
“I’m fucking your tight asshole, Frankie baby. Do you know why?” He didn’t expect her to respond and wasn’t surprised when she didn’t. “You belong to me. Every inch of you belongs to me, and it would behoove you to remember that. Maybe this”—he pulled out, grasped her hips tightly, and pumped his cock hard into her ass—“will remind you of that.” He rode her ass while his hand played with her clit.
“Oh… Oh… Oh!”
“You like that, don’t you? My dirty little wife likes having her ass ridden hard.” He thrust faster as he rubbed her clit. “You like belonging to me, don’t you?”
“Ahhhh.” She tossed her head side to side. “Oh God!”
He could feel her muscles tightening around his cock—she was going to orgasm with him deep in her ass. The thought was enough to push him over the edge. He removed his hand from her clit, she did not get to orgasm this time.
A few more hard thrusts and he was spilling his seed, finding his release. He stood there, resting against her, enjoying the heat he had risen on her ass. He waited until he had softened before slowly pulling out.
He walked around to the front of the desk once again and looked down into her tear-streaked face.
“You will stay right here, over this desk with your red, belt-marked, cum-filled ass on display while I take a quick shower and think about how you are going to obey me from here on out. Don’t you dare move from this spot, do you understand me, little girl?”
