CHAPTER 3 — AJAX
“Well, well, well,” I say, looking at her.
From her flushed cheeks to that consternated look on her face, she’s perfect. Nervous. Embarrassed. Humiliated. And somehow still indignant.
God, I can’t wait to break her.
“What do we have here?” I ask.
I walk up to her and, in one smooth motion, throw the covers back.
She’s naked.
“Looks like somebody was caught in the act.”
“No, I wasn’t,” she blurts reflexively.
“Oh, really? Then how do you explain this?”
I take what looks like a magic wand from her and hold it in the air. She looks away.
“Put that away,” she hisses.
“What? Put what away? I can’t hear you.”
I turn it on. It’s one of those cordless ones, and it’s loud.
She immediately flushes even redder, which I didn’t think was possible.
“Turn it off,” she hisses.
“What? I can’t hear you. Did you say turn off this massager?” I roll one shoulder. “You know what? My shoulders really are sore. I could use a good back massage.”
“I said turn it off.”
She lunges for it, and I pull it out of reach. I laugh. “Not so fast.”
“I’m serious.” She lunges again.
I turn it off and lower it. “Do you want me to stop?”
She catches her breath. “No. I want you to stop teasing me.”
I laugh. There's no way in hell that's happening.
I catch her wrist gently and lift the toy out of reach.
“Then why would I give it back?” I ask. “If I remember correctly, the one asking for favors here should be you. After all, you're the one who acted like a brat last time and disobeyed me.”
She looks down at her hands.
“So what do you have to say for yourself, young lady?” I ask.
She pauses and looks up at me. “Sorry?”
“Sorry for what?” I ask. “You’re not getting out of it that easily.”
She frowns and crosses her arms.
I sigh. She snaps back to indignation so quickly.
“You know, you’re going to have to get a bit better at apologizing. If you won’t humble yourself, I’m going to have to make you,” I say.
I notice her chest rise as she inhales quickly. Her mouth forms a small O. A split second later, her expression is back to neutral.
But I saw it. That reaction.
She can pretend to be as cool as she wants, but I can tell when I’m getting under her skin.
And right now, I most definitely am.
“I have nothing to apologize for,” she huffs.
“Oh, really? How about apologizing for coming without permission?”
“You’re not the boss of me,” she says.
I laugh. “I’m not the boss of you? What are we, five years old?”
I walk toward her and grab her chin. “No, I may not be the boss of you, but I am your daddy. Isn’t that right?”
“No,” she says, this time with much less bravado.
“If you’re going to be a brat, at least try a little harder to make it believable.”
I reach forward and pinch her nipple. She gasps.
“Mm, not feeling so brave now, are we?” I twist, and she yelps. I do the same to the other one. I’m rougher this time. I want her to feel it.
“Tell me again who’s not the boss of you.”
She’s quiet.
“Look at me,” I say. “And apologize.”
“Sorry,” she mumbles.
“Not good enough.”
Quick as a flash, I pick her up and carry her over to the window.
“You know I can walk,” she says.
“Please.” I laugh. “You love it when I pick you up.”
“It’s so unnecessary. You’re walking, like, three steps,” she says.
“Mm, but it makes you embarrassed, which means it’s very necessary.”
I can’t see her face with her draped over my shoulder, but I imagine her blushing, and my cock swells. I need to focus on the task at hand. I need to punish her before we go any further, assuming that’s what she wants.
I know she wants me. The question is whether she’s ready.
I set her down in front of the window and switch off the lamp. The quad below is empty, and the nearest lit windows are too far away for anyone to make out details. I check the walkway and the building opposite us.
She immediately ducks down.
“Are you sure no one can see?” she asks.
I check the quad again. Empty. The dark glass shows only our reflection.
“Nobody’s out there,” I say. “If that changes, we stop.”
She studies the view for herself, then straightens. “Okay.”
I look across the room, and then I spot it.
Aha.
“Hold on,” I say.
I grab the bunny mask. I’m guessing it’s from some kind of Halloween costume.
“Put this on,” I say.
“What?”
“Nobody’s out there,” I say. “But this gives you an extra step of protection. In case somebody does come by, they won't recognize you.”
“But—”
“You can say red and end this right now.”
She stares at me, breathing hard.
I wait a few seconds. She's silent. I hand her the mask again.$1“Put this on,” I repeat.
She puts it on.
“Good girl.”
The only disadvantage is that I can’t see her blush, although there are other things I’m going to turn pink.
“Hands on the window. Arch your back for me,” I say. “Now, since you came without permission before, your punishment is going to be coming again. Because you’re such a greedy little girl, that should be no problem, right?”
I come up behind her and gather her hair in my fist. I pull it down and turn on the vibrator, holding it against her.
“How does it feel, imagining any of your classmates could see you right now, leaning against the window, naked, coming like a naughty little girl?”
She murmurs something I can’t make out.
“Come on, you can do better than that.”
I turn it up, and her body tenses. “Did you come before I got here?” I ask.
She doesn’t say anything. I yank on her hair, and she yelps.
“Answer me.”
I slap her ass.
“No,” she mutters.
“Good. Then this will be easy, won’t it?”
I turn it up and hold it there.
“Not yet,” she mumbles. “I’m not close.”
“You’re going to come, Belle,” I say. “And you’re going to come for me now.”
I keep holding the toy against her and sink two fingers into her.
“God, you’re so fucking wet,” I whisper. “You must be so horny. You just love this, don’t you?”
“No,” she whimpers.
“Liar,” I whisper into her ear and bite it. “Now come for me. Be a good little girl for daddy and come.”
I press it tighter and insert another finger. She sighs, and then I watch her body come apart. Her perfect, tight pussy contracts, squeezing my fingers.
She whimpers, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve seen. God, she’s so perfect. My cock strains harder in my pants. I need to get this punishment over with soon because I might not last much longer.
“Good girl,” I murmur into her ear. “Now get back on the bed. Daddy’s not done with you yet.”