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CHAPTER 14
Jade
“Yes, Daddy,” I whisper, holding my breath. I don’t dare to actually exhale. I don’t even dare to move, except that my body is moving all by itself. My pussy is clenching and pulsing, my bottom is squirming, my fists are clenching and opening of their own accord. My traitorous body has a mind of its own, and even though I don’t want it to reveal how much I want this, it is. I want to hide, but there’s nowhere to go. I want to squeeze my legs closed, but Jaxon’s hand right there is preventing me. His fingers are inside me, almost sending me into orbit. My breathing, when it comes again, is in short, ragged gasps.
Abruptly, Jaxon withdraws his fingers from me and slides them across the back of my thighs, wiping off my juices. He tightens his grip on the back of my neck and spanks me again, hard and fast, and no matter how much I wiggle and squirm, there’s no escaping his punishing palm. There’s an interesting side effect to my squirming, though: my clit is rubbing against the rough denim on his thigh and it’s making my pussy pulse and throb.And his erection is poking into my hip, probably from my squirming.
Jaxon’s heavy palm continues branding me, scorching my hot bottom again and again. The spanks get harder. Faster. The combination of delicious clitoral stimulation courtesy of his jeans and the wicked pain dancing across my ass turns me into a wreck. Sensations overwhelm me. I can’t think straight. I doubt I can speak. All I can focus on is the pulsing and tingling in my pussy and the stinging burn Jaxon is igniting on my bottom. I’ve never had a bare bottom over-the-knee spanking before, and it’s not at all what I expected. It hurts, sure. In fact, it hurts rather a lot. Tears prick at the back of my eyes and I’m starting to struggle with the pain as the spanks keep falling, over and over again. But the arousal… that’s driving me insane. I want more. I want so much more. And yet it’s too much, at the same time.
I start to cry, my shoulders shaking with sobs, as I bury my face into the leather of the seat, trying to stifle my cries. Jaxon’s hand stills and rests there gently on my burning bottom.
“You are mine, little girl,” Jaxon growls. “I’m still going to spank you when you need it.”
To prove his point, he spanks me again twice more, very hard. Much harder than before. I cry out.
“I’m also going to use a much more intimate form of punishment,” he tells me softly. “Now that you’re mine, I’m going to claim all of you. And punish all of you.”
I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about, but I’m pretty sure it’s nothing good. I gasp as he wipes something cold and wet between my ass cheeks, spreading it over my tight bottom hole.
“No,” I whimper. Whatever he’s about to do, I don’t like it.
Something hard and cold presses against my tight rosebud. Jaxon spreads my cheeks apart, exposing me fully, and I want to die of shame.
“No,” I whimper again, but he ignores me.
He presses the hard, cold object firmly, forcing it inside me, stretching my most secret, naughty place wide and I gasp. It burns!
“What the hell is that?” I gasp.
“Butt plug,” Jaxon informs me.
“Nooooo,” I groan. Nobody has ever put a butt plug inside me before, but I’m certain I don’t want it. But Jaxon isn’t giving me a choice. He’s holding me tight, spreading my ass cheeks, and slowly but deliberately sliding that abomination firmly inside my bottom.
“Push back against it, it will help,” Jaxon says softly, still holding my cheeks apart.
Shame washes over me, flooding me completely. But I do as he says and he’s right, it does help. The plug he’s inserting in me slides in easily, and when he pushes it in as far as it will go and my bottom hole clenches around it, sealing it firmly, it’s uncomfortable, but not sore. I feel full.
“You’re going to wear this plug to remind you to behave,” Jaxon tells me sternly.
“No,” I moan again, but just like before, my pleas go unheeded.
“Yes,” Jaxon insists. “Do you need more spanking?”
“No!” I cry, my voice loud, and I try to raise myself up off his lap. He pushes me down firmly with the hand that rests between my shoulder blades.
“I think you do,” he says. “We’re heading to the airport to get on a plane, and this plane is going to be much smaller and more cramped than the plane we flew to New Zealand on. And you’re going to be on your best behaviour, aren’t you, little girl? I think another spanking is going to help ensure that.”
“I will behave, I promise!” I insist loudly, still trying to get up, but he holds me fast.
“Yes, little girl, you will. I’m going to make sure of it.”
His hand comes down hard on my bottom, right across the middle, directly on top of the plug he’s pushed inside me, and sensations go straight to my pussy. I moan and yelp at the same time. Again, that mix of pain and pleasure is torturous.
“Six more hard smacks, little girl, and I think we’ll be done. Count them,” he orders.
I shake my head. I don’t want to count them. I don’t want to feel them. But just like always, Jaxon isn’t giving me a choice. But—and this is new for me—part of me likes it. Part of me likes him being in charge, taking me in hand, disciplining me. Now I know he’s not doing it just to hurt me. He’s not just being an asshole. Jaxon cares. He actually, truly cares.
So I lift my head slightly and I say loud enough for him to hear, “Yes, Daddy.”
