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“Are you going to count, or do I add five more paddles each time you don’t?” I asked her.
“One,” she sobbed.
“One what?” I demanded, gripping one of her juicy ass cheeks and squeezing, biting my nails into the tender flesh. She cried out, her hands clenching behind her back.
She sniffled. “One, Sir.”
“Good girl,” I praised. The paddle came over her ass again. She jumped, screeching in pain. Her pain amped me up all while soothing my reckless soul.
“Two, Sir,” she cried.
After ten paddles, I finally got those wonderful pleas. “Sir, please,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry!” she screamed. Sobs wracked her chest, and her entire body trembled.
“Not what I want to hear,” I reminded her calmly, laying another paddle over her red ass.
“Eleven, Sir,” she sobbed. “Please forgive me, Sir. Please. I’m sorry. Sir, I’m begging you to forgive me.”
I set the paddle aside and lifted her up. “Good girl,” I praised. I gently laid her out over the bed before brushing my hands over her damp cheeks. Her dark eyes were glassy, her cheeks flushed. Embarrassment, pain, and confusion colored her body.
I wanted to taste her tears, but I refrained—for now. But one day, Iwouldtaste them. “You ready to take me?”
She shook her head. I growled softly and parted her thighs, cupping her sex. I arched a brow at her. She wassoaked—absolutely drenched. So much so that her thighs were wet from it. I sure as fuck hadn’t been expecting that.
I hummed, rubbing her clit in a slow circle. Her plump lips parted, but she didn’t let a single sound escape.
“Really?” I calmly asked. “Want to lie to me again?” I pinched her clit for good measure, and a soft cry spilled from her lips all while her back bowed slightly off the bed.
“I don’t want you,” she whispered, tears still falling down her cheeks.
I leaned over her, a malicious grin pulling at my lips. She rolled her lips into her mouth, muffling a sob. “Oh, you will, baby girl,” I promised her. “Trust me on that.”
5
Natalia
Tears continued to slide hotly down my cheeks as I watchedSirslide off the bed, leaving me trembling in the middle of the mattress. He was so good looking, and Ihatedit. His dark hair was messy on the top of his head from paddling me, but those blue eyes of his? They were the real problem. Every time he forced our eyes to connect, something inside of me drew closer and closer to snapping.
Though they were blue, they held a darkness within them that sent chills racing down my spine all while making my pussy throb with need.
Add that to his tall, broad-shouldered, muscular body? I wasfucked.
I was so angry, so lost, so confused, and honestly, I was scared as fuck, too. Why did this man want me? Why was I here in this sex club? Where the hell was my dad?
And why the hell was my body responding like this? I was avanillatype of woman. I didn’t like kinky shit. I didn’t like being spanked or tied up or have a man freak me out like this.
But my body apparently wasn’t on the same wavelength as my brain. I’d been extremely embarrassed and so, so fucking angry when he’d cupped me, only to find out my words to him were a lie. Because I wasdrenched.
How the hell had I gotten into this predicament? I didn’t remember anything that would have led to me ending up here. One minute, I’d been at home, getting ready to go out for the night like I did every night, and the next, I was waking up in a room in this godforsaken club, not a single familiar face to be seen.
Sirbegan untying my wrists, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe this was finally over. My ass was stinging—burning. It hurt to lay on it, and it took every bit of my restraint not to roll onto my stomach. The only thing that kept me from doing so was the fear of not being able to seeSir. I wanted to be able to track his moves.
Suddenly, he clamped a cuff around my wrist, making me jerk in surprise. “What are you—no!” I screeched, struggling, but it was futile. The man was built solid and easily overpowered me, attaching the other end of the cuff to the bedpost with ease. I sobbed, my heart beating so hard in my chest that it hurt.
Was he going to rape me? Was this my new normal?
Without a word, he easily grabbed my other wrist despite me trying to evade him and clamped it to the bedpost as well, leaving me completely at his mercy. I sobbed, rolling my lips into my mouth, clamping my teeth on them so I wouldn’t scream.
I squeezed my eyes shut, a sob almost choking me when I tried to force it back down. Panic closed my airways, constricting my lungs.
