Sasha
His words shouldn’t have impressed me to any degree, but I was thrown by the sincerity, the heightened level of longing. As he jerked the leather strap free, cracking the tip against the floor, my body jumped involuntarily while my mind wrapped around the reality. There was nowhere to run, no place to hide.
“Now, hold your position.” He released his hold, folding the belt in front of my eyes then gliding the thick leather down my back. I was shocked at his level of calm. There was no anger, no nastiness in his tone. He was simply giving orders.
Everything about this man surprised me.
I just seemed to react to his command, easing my face against the cool wood, and stretching my arms out to hold onto the edge of his desk. Everything was a blur, whirling in front of me. I took several breaths, preparing.
Obeying.
August snapped his wrist, the strap slapping across both ass cheeks.
There was no flash of instant pain, no indication that I felt anything. My grip became white-knuckled and I concentrated on my breathing, even counting as I heard the whooshing sound once again.
Crack!
I was thrown at the intensity of the noise, pain finally coursing through my cheeks. I closed my eyes in shame as my cream trickled from my pussy, leaking onto my inner thighs.
The spanking continued, one coming immediately after the other. The pain shifted into anguish, forcing cries from my throat, but I refused to cry. I would never give him the satisfaction.
“You’re doing much better than I expected, Sasha.”
I wanted to retort. Dear God, I did, but I bit my cheek to keep the nasty words at bay.
August shoved two fingers past my swollen folds, flexing them open as he thrust as deep inside my pussy as possible, driving in a barbaric manner. “I can give you everything you’ve ever desired, but every moment you’re disobedient, you will suffer harsh punishment.”
I heard the words. I knew what he was saying. I also couldn’t react or answer.
Two fingers became three then four, plunging like the horrible savage he was but I was so wet, close to coming. “When you’re a good girl, complying with my rules, the pleasure will be infinite.”
He ripped his fingers away, resuming the round of punishment, the strap smacking against my bottom, creating vicious heat.
The anguish was blinding but the way my pussy clenched, my nipples aching to an almost desperate level was shocking. On some level I wanted this.
Needed this.
Still, I was humiliated by the moment, as well as my ridiculous thoughts.
His fingers were thrust into me again, brutal and unyielding. I heard his savage growls, so husky and sensuous that I was floating on some cloud, arching my back and widening my legs as far as they would go. The scent of my feminine wiles wafted up, filling my nostrils. I was so aroused, every cell in my body on fire. Panting, my cunt muscles clamped around his fingers, trying desperately to draw him in further.
When he removed his fingers once again, I whimpered, undulating my hips against his desk.
He chuckled darkly. “You are one hungry little minx.” Without hesitating, he thrust his thumb past the cleft in my ass, finding my dark hole.
“Fuck!” I slapped my hands on the desk, white-hot pain searing every nerve ending.
Leaning over, he eased the strands of hair from my neck, his heated breath falling like soft velvet. “Your mouth belongs to me, your lips used to suck my cock. Your pussy belongs to me, wet and ready whenever I crave. And your tight little asshole belongs to me. To fuck. To punish. Whatever I desire. Anything at any time.”
“Yes, I…” Everything in the room was spinning, my heart racing. I knew what he was saying, the command in all aspects. I expected the belting to continue, but the moment he shoved his cock all the way inside my pussy, the force smacking me against the desk, the shock thrust me into an instant climax. “Oh. Oh… Oh!”
He filled me so completely, spreading my pussy lips until my muscles strained from the girth. He was thick and hard, the angle pushing me straight into raw ecstasy. His skin slapped against my bruised ass, the intensity of the discomfort increasing.
“Do you like that?” he asked, his voice gravelly as he continued plunging.
“No. Never. Not from you.”
Another almost evil chuckle was followed by a quick snap of his hand against my bottom before he dug his fingers into my skin. He was brutal as he took me, his actions so powerful that my breath was stolen. I panted and moaned, and I hated this man, everything about him. His actions. His world. His disgusting nature.
But I was unable to stop the climax rushing into my pussy. “Oh, no. No!”
He didn’t stop as the climax moved me into a frenzied state, goosebumps popping along my arms. I couldn’t breathe or think, my eyes becoming hazy and the orgasm continuing.
August waited until my body relaxed before jerking out. “Something for you to remember. Only girls who obey without question are allowed to come.” He wasted no time, slipping his cockhead to my asshole, sliding in until he hit the tight ring of muscle. “As for bad little girls, they’re fucked in the ass.” He plunged all the way inside and I heard his roar, guttural and full of pent-up longing.
I also heard the husky sound of his voice, but the words he whispered merely floated away. The chemistry between us was so unexpected, the wildfire of need damning. He was the devil, my captor. There could never be anything more.
But I knew what he wanted. All of me.
Including my heart.