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“Do you like the thought of having my cum dripping out of your little cunt every single morning when you wake up, before bed, while you’re attending class?”
“Yes,” I cried, legs trembling.
At this point, the only thing holding me up was his grip on my hair and on my breast.
And when he finally stilled, he pushed his cock even deeper. “Good girl.”
The elevator doors began closing, but Steven pulled out of me and pressed the Open Door button to stop them. I collapsed onto the elevator ground, breathing heavily and closing my eyes. He picked me up and walked into his apartment.
“Th-thank you for the p-punishment, Sir,” I murmured.
While I still didn’t know the correct thing to say to someone experienced, I’d said what felt right and what I thought someone would say after receiving the best punishment in their entire adult life.
“Punishment?” He chuckled darkly. “Oh, love, you haven’t seen punishment from me. That was merely because I couldn’t control myself around you, especially when you showed up here for me. You’ll get punished for not wearing any panties in class on Monday.”
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steven
“Do you know what today is?” I murmured, my hand around the steering wheel and my balls sitting heavy inside my pants. Since Friday night, I hadn’t been able to get rid of my thoughts of Sierra and the punishment I would give her.
“My punishment,” she whispered, grinding her thighs together.
“Do you know why you’re being punished?”
“Because you asked me to remove my panties and I refused.”
“No.”
“Because I showed up at your place without any?”
“Ah, that’s part of the reason,” I hummed in amusement.
“But it’s not all of it?”
“I’ll give you one last try.”
Honestly, she didn’t deserve a punishment for showing up at my place without her panties. She had earned it for making me lose control in public and taking her pretty little pussy on the elevator with others around.
If anyone had seen me, I’d have been screwed. And never mind the headache I’d get if Michelle had caught us. God, I wouldn’t have heard the end of it from her until the day I lay in my grave.
“Because I don’t like being teased,” I finally said when she didn’t answer.
“I don’t think that’s much of a me problem,” she said, staring at me through those lashes.
I came to a stop at a traffic light on Fifth Avenue and arched my brow at the mischievous glint she had in her eye. “You’d better watch that mouth of yours, love. Or instead, I’ll punish you for being a brat.”
“Do brats get punished harder?” she asked, batting her lashes.
When the light turned green, I tapped on the accelerator and glanced over at her once more. “The night you stumbled into Radiant, I didn’t think you’d turn out to have a bratty mouth. I don’t think you understand the extent of what my punishment could look like. You wouldn’t be able to handle it.”
She playfully crossed her arms and looked through the windshield. “I doubt that.”
A chuckle rumbled through my chest. Little Miss Submissive over here wanted to play games. She’d be punished today, but I would hold back. No matter how much she thought she could take, she wasn’t ready for true punishment.
And as much as I loved listening to her bratty responses, her mouth would be stuffed full with my cock tonight.
After I pulled into the garage underneath the building, I grabbed her hand and guided her toward the entrance of Radiant. She played with a hole in the end of her sweater, nervous. She finally had the confidence to talk back, but she feared the consequences.
