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“Thank you, Sir,” I exhaled sharply when he landed the last blow. It was definitely harder than before. Both my cheeks were burning, and I wanted to soothe the pain.
“Now, the last one needs to be—”
My head shot up. “Last one? But you spanked me ten times!” I hated I was whining about a punishment, but his spanking had already turned me into a puddle.
“I couldn’t hear you one time, so it doesn’t count. On your back.” He turned me on my back, a small smirk curling on his lips when I winced. Lying on the sheet was like a splash of cold water on my scorching cheeks.
“Open your legs,” he said. “I don’t have all night to punish you, kitten.”
I frowned, spreading my thighs. I swallowed at the sight of him in a suit, holding his leather belt in his hand. I met his eyes and asked, “W-what are you going to do, Sir?”
I knew better than to address him as something else, even playfully. He wasn’t a brat tamer, but he tamed the brat in me well with his filthy talk and belt.
He gave me a small smile. “I’m going to spank your pussy.”
4
POOR THING
DAMON
I loved the look of surprise and shock turning into fear and excitement in her eyes. Even though half of her face was masked, her eyes were very expressive.
“It will hurt!” she blurted, but still kept her thighs open.
Good girl.
I knew a little spanking with a belt would turn the brat into a tamed kitten. She was lucky it was our first time playing, or I wouldn’t bat an eye using a cane to punish her.
“Then why are you getting wet, kitten?” I asked, spreading her wider and groaning at the sight of her bare sex. The scent of her feminine, musky arousal wafted in the air. “Don’t move your hands.”
I straightened up and noticed her taking a shuddering breath. I flexed my hands, making sure my grip was tight on the looped belt, and spanked her pussy with a light slap. I wanted to punish her. Not hurt her.
With a deep breath, I raised the leather and gently slapped it on her pussy.
She whimpered, her sex clenching as I dropped the belt and made sure she was okay. I took her on my lap and soothed her back, gently tugging off the tie from her bound wrists. I rubbed my thumb over her hands, making sure I hadn’t hurt her. Her skin was soft and there was a hint of sweet perfume.
“You took the punishment so well, kitten,” I whispered, kissing her forehead as she eyed me through her long lashes. Remove your mask. I wanted to see her entire face and kiss it. Kiss her.
My jaw clenched. I never got emotional during my scenes, and yet this woman had waltzed into me and in the span of thirty minutes, I wanted to know everything about her.
Especially her name.
“Now can we fuck?” she asked bluntly, making me chuckle at the raw lust in her eyes.
“You just got spanked and now you want to fuck?” I raised my brow, caressing her perky breasts and pinching the nipple. “My dirty little pain slut.”
She moaned, arching her back and pressing against me. I pinched her again, noting her reaction, the little scrunch of her brow, her teeth biting into the fullest part of her bottom lip, and her thighs clenching and rubbing together.
I held her wrist when she tried to lower her hand between her legs, and she had the gall to glare at me. Her fiery brown eyes shot daggers at me as I pinned her on the bed, keeping her thighs spread with my knees.
“Don’t touch yourself until I tell you to, kitten,” I warned her. “I’ll be good and let you touch yourself.”
“Please,” she said, writhing on the bed.
I tsked, “Poor thing. So wet and horny.” I let go of her wrist and leaned back. “Touch yourself for me. Don’t cum.”
Removing my jacket, I made myself comfortable in the armchair and watched her lean on her elbows. My hands flexed, wanting to touch and mark her golden-brown skin with kisses, to trace every inch of her stunning body. With her dark wavy hair, pouty lips and nimble limbs, she looked like a nymph. Instead of forcing her onto her stomach and rutting inside her like a mindless animal, I unbuttoned my shirt sleeves and rolled them over my arms.
