Page 43 of His Sacrifice

“Good. Turn around and get on all fours,” I command, unable to resist slapping my palm against her hot little ass as she moves to my instruction.

“Climb up the bed and hold the headboard with both hands.” I stand beside her, following her on her journey as she climbs the bed.

“Like this?” she checks, her knuckles almost turning white as she clutches the oak headboard.

“Just like that.” I nod, sliding the sleep mask over her head and covering her eyes.

“Now I want you to stay like that for me while I collect something from downstairs. Do not move from that position or you will be punished. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.” She snorts a little laugh at me that earns her another sharp whack on her ass cheek before I leave.

I go to my office first, since I’m unprepared I’ll have to improvise. I don’t keep equipment at the house, all of that shit stays at the ranch, but I do have something here I can use. I open the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet where we keep an emergency stash in case of an intrusion. There are a few syringes, some ketamine, and a spare gun, along with the item I’m looking for… rope.

I take it out and close the drawer before heading for the kitchen, grabbing a glass and filling it with ice from the machine.

There’s no sign of Ludo or Wendy. I figure Ludo will be doing his final patrol, before signing over to one of the night watchmen, and that Wendy has retired to her quarters.

When I get back upstairs, I’m pleased to find Evelyn where I left her, and after placing the rope on the mattress beside her and the glass on the bedside cabinet, I admire how she looks while I roll up the sleeves of my shirt.

“I wish you could see how beautiful you look,” I tell her, climbing onto the bed behind her and resting back on my knees. It would be so easy to take out my cock and fuck her pretty little ass, but Evelyn's curiosity today has impressed me, I fully intend to reward her for it.

“I’m going to ask you some questions and I want you to answer them honestly.” I soothe my palm over the ass cheek that’s unmarked while admiring the bruises on the opposite one, and I decide that a handprint would look much nicer on this side.

“Okay,” she whispers, her body tensing while she awaits my next move.

“Why did you research those things today?” I let my fingertip trial a pattern over her skin, touching over the welt my belt made.

“I wanted to find out more about hard limits,” she tells me, the anticipation in her voice making my dick unbearably hard.

“Do you feel a little confused?” I ask, and when she shakes her head, I slam my palm down hard against the ass cheek that’s unmarked. She gasps loudly and I reach over her body for the glass, scooping out an ice cube.

“Don’t lie to me, Evelyn, never lie to me.” Pressing the cube against her skin, I soothe it over the area I’ve stung.

“Maybe a little,” she admits.

“I think what confuses you is the fact you like it so much. You think me degrading you should offend you, when in reality you crave it. Am I right?”

I hold the ice just above her ass crack, admiring how it melts over her skin as I thrash her ass cheek with the palm of my other hand.

“Yes,” she cries out, and when I look down between her legs, I notice the tiny wet patch that’s forming in the front of her panties.

“When I withhold your pleasure, you like that too don’t you?” I slide the ice back over her blemished flesh and watch her head roll back, then reach forward and take a fist of her hair, climbing up her body so my mouth is level to her ear.

“And I think you love it when I call you a dirty little slut.” I breathe the words harshly against her skin as my hand holding the ice slides between her legs into her panties. She shivers as it makes contact with her sensitive flesh and I grip her ear lobe between my teeth at the same time.

“You like it, Evelyn, because I’m the one calling you it. You're proud of the punishments on your skin because it’s me that gives them to you. You like being my dirty little slut, don’t you?”

“Yes,” she confesses as I circle her entrance with the ice.

“Good, because that’s exactly what you are. You are mine.”

Evelyn’s mouth gapes open as I push the cube inside her and I press my lips against her temple as her body takes it with a moan and shiver.

“Hold it tight. Don’t let it fall out,” I warn. “Just remember to breathe.” I make a slow, steady breath against her jaw so she can replicate it.

“I wish you could see yourself right now. You look so perfect.” I soothe her hair with my hand as her body tenses to keep the ice cube inside her.

“You're such a good whore for me, Evelyn,” I praise her, shifting back up onto my knees and pushing her panties off her hips so I can watch the melting ice drip from her pussy.

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