Olivia’s POV
I was stunned and, yet, doused in pleasure. The way his finger played with my body was irresistible. I couldn’t help myself. It felt amazing.
No. I couldn’t feel like this. I couldn’t enjoy this. I had to snap out of this.
“Andre… ahhhhh…please…”
I tried to speak, but only my moans erupted from my mouth. I was lost in my pleasure. I wanted…
Suddenly, he stopped. I felt weak in my knees, and he held me up. I was flushed and tried to. I looked away from him, but I couldn’t. He was holding my face in place.
“Don’t you dare look away. I’ve only just begun. You haven’t even started to make up for what you did.”
“Andre, I…”
“Go to the table over there. Now.”
I looked over his shoulder and glanced at the reading table.
“Why?” I asked, my voice full of fear and confusion.
He grabbed my face again and made me look at him. His dark eyes were staring into my soul.
“You don’t get to ask questions, kitten. Now do as you’re told.”
I whimpered. There was nothing l could do. I felt frightened, yet my body wanted it. It was tempting me. Testing to see what he had in store for me.
My mind was silenced, but deep down, I knew I wasn’t supposed to be doing this with my stepfather. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t. I was weak and pathetic.
I ambled with unsteady legs to the table. And I could hear him shuffling behind me. I was terrified to look back. What was he doing?
I felt an imposing presence behind me, and his crotch gently rubbed against my butt. A shiver ran down my spine. I had to keep it together. I had to stop this. If only my body would listen to me.
Suddenly, I heard something fall on the table and soon saw what it was: a pen and a piece of paper.
“I want you to write, ‘I will never run away again’, on each line until I tell you to stop.”
I looked at him dumbfounded.
What??
“Andre, I…”
Spank!
“Ah!”
A moan escaped my lips, and my cheeks flushed red.
“You are in no position to refuse, kitten. Do it. Now.”
I groaned softly, grabbed the pen, and began to write. I was terrified. I wanted to leave, but my body wanted this.
I felt his breath hot on my neck, and he trailed hot, wet kisses on it, too. My body shivered, and I stopped writing for a minute, and he spanked me again. I moaned, and he whispered into my ears.
“You are not to stop for any reason.”
I gulped and tried to continue. His hands wandered around my body. His fingers teased my nipples and trailed lines all over my skin. And I could still feel them long after he had stopped.
I shuddered in pleasure, and I heard him whisper softly in my ears.
“You love this, don’t you?”
I whimpered as his fingers traveled lower to my waist and danced on my waistline.
Slowly, my handwriting began to look crooked, floating above the line. I could feel the pleasure of seeing me like this from him. My juices flowed, and he hadn’t even gotten down there yet.
He spanked me lightly, and another moan escaped my lips. I was enjoying it, and I couldn’t stop myself. My body was going against my will, and I couldn’t help it.
“Please, Andre. We can’t be doing this.”
His fingers traveled lower and drew another moan from me.
“Andre, please, I can’t take any more of you. Please…Ahhhnn… we shouldn’t be doing this… Ahhnnn…”
He was going faster and faster. His other hand massaged my breasts and teased my nipples.
I gripped his shirt as he bent me over the table.
“You have been enjoying yourself way too much.”
He spanked me, and I groaned in a mix of pleasure and pain. He did it again and again and again.
My butt began to sting, but I wanted more. My body was out of control. My juices were running down my shaky legs, and my breath was fast and erratic.
“My, my, Olivia, see how wet you are.”
I felt his tongue on my back, and he began to draw a line down the middle to my butt.
I gasped and gripped the table even harder while he used his hands to steady me.
I felt something wet and soft graze my bud. His tongue was warm and wet on my clit. I could barely stand or speak. My eyes were rolling into my head. I was going to…
“I think you’re ready for me, kitten.”
“W-what?”
“This is what you get if you ever try to run away,” Andre hissed, breaking me out of my thoughts. I looked back at his face and saw a cocky grin there. But it was gone in seconds as he stalked towards me again.
Like before, he pinned me to the bed, and fear washed over me.
“Wait!”
I looked at him, tears brimming in my eyes.
“What is it, kitten?..”
I gulped and looked at him fearfully. His tip already had some pre-cum. I wanted to have him, but I was terrified. Was I really about to do this with my stepfather? Olivia, what is wrong with you?
“I… I haven’t… this is my… first time.”
He said nothing at first, stroked my cheek softly with his thumb, and then he pulled me in for a deep kiss.
I savored his lips and groaned against his lips, wishing he would kiss me longer before he pulled away.
“I understand, kitten. I’ll be gentle with you. I promise.”
His eyes seemed so soft and sincere that I could say nothing except nod and believe his words.