Chapter 12 A Punishment #3
Mia’s breath hitched as he pressed closer, his hands gripping her sides firmly.
She tried to push back, but his strength was more than what she could handle.
In a swift, fluid motion, he lifted her into his arms, her legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He carried her up stairs, to the bedroom, her muffled protests were swallowed by the force of his kiss.
He didn’t set her down on the bed but instead made a detour toward the bathroom, his footsteps echoing against the hardwood floor. She twisted in his arms, trying to regain her balance, but he held her securely, his hands unrelenting on her back and thighs.
He placed her roughly on the bathroom counter. The cold surface sent a shiver up her spine.
“Mr.Graves—let me go!” she cried, struggling, but his fingers tightened around her thighs.
He leaned in close, his lips brushing her ear as he removed his tie with one hand, the fabric slipping through his fingers. Mia tried to twist away, but he pressed a knee lightly against her calves, pinning her against the counter.
Without a word, he lifted her again, her legs wrapping instinctively around him, and carried her toward the shower.
As he dropped her to her feet, the overhead waterfall showerhead with a long pipe loomed above them. Before she could comprehend his intent, he grasped her wrists and tied them to the cold metal pipe with his tie.
“What are you doing? Let me go!” she screamed, panic rising. But Alexander’s eyes were set in a hard, possessive glare. He ignored her words. In a smooth, controlled motion, he stepped toward the drawer, retrieved a pair of scissors, and came back to her.
The scissors sliced through the fabric with a sharp snip.
She gasped as the dress gave way, the hem falling in tatters around her.
He worked quickly, cutting through the remaining material with roughness, leaving her completely exposed.
And then, he finally stepped back, surveying her naked body with a hunger that made her shiver.
Then he grabbed the extendable showerhead from the wall and pressed a button. Warm water sprayed out, soaking her completely.
“Hahhh!” she gasped, fumbling under the sudden onslaught, but he was merciless.
He roughly let the water wash over her, as if erasing every trace of any other man who had ever been near her.
His hand slid to her face, tilting her up to meet his gaze.
Even as his clothes were drenched, he didn’t care.
Another hand reached for her hips, lifting and striking them hard.
“Ahhh!” she cried, gasping as red prints appeared on her skin. Another strike followed, leaving her gasping and trembling. She fell forward into his chest, whimpering from the sting, yet beneath it all, the heat between her legs burned so intensely it stole her breath.
His hands worked with relentless precision—one delivering strikes while the other slipped between her legs. He traced and flicked her swollen bundle of nerves again and again.
“Ahhhhh!” she cried, her body trembling as waves of pleasure and pain crashed through her. She gasped for breath, barely able to hold herself upright, but it was impossible to escape his control.
Then, suddenly, he stepped away.
The sound of drawers opening echoed in the bathroom. A few minutes later, he returned—naked, thick and commanding, eyes burning with jealousy. In his hands, he held items Mia had never seen before: a thick silicone girth, and something metal shaped like an acorn.
Mia’s hands trembled as she tried to steady herself, but Alexander was completely focused on her body, not her eyes. He moved, bringing the metal, acorn-shaped device between her hips. Before she could react, he slipped it inside her.
“Hahhh!” she cried, her hips arching instinctively, pushing back against it. He adjusted, thrusting it deeper, and then, without hesitation, introduced the thicker, longer silicone girth from the front, sliding it inside her.
“Alexander!” she gasped as the intensity hit her all at once. He pressed both devices together, and then, almost instantly, they began to vibrate inside her.
“Oh…!” Mia’s knees buckled under the intense vibrations, and she nearly collapsed—but the restraints held her upright, forcing her to stay straight as the devices pulsed relentlessly inside her.
She gasped and trembled, her body wracked with pleasure, crying out as the sensations consumed her completely. Alexander’s face pressed against her neck, his warm breath heavy as he growled in her ear.
“This is what you have to remember,” he murmured. “The only things you get to touch… the only things that can be inside you… are what I allow.”
Mia whimpered, her body shaking uncontrollably as the vibrator drove her closer and closer to the edge. Her cries spilled into the room as she came again, water spilling out, leaving her gasping for breath.
Alexander moved closer, eyes flicking over her every curve.
He bent to his knees, lifting one of her legs onto his shoulder while his other hand cupped her heavy breast, teasing and flicking it with his fingers and thumb.
His mouth descended onto her swollen bundle of nerves, kissing and licking over and over.
Even with the vibrator still inside her, Alexander didn’t relent. His hand struck her flesh repeatedly, leaving red marks as he combined pain with pleasure, sending shocks of sensation through her body. The intensity made it almost impossible for her to stand, every inch of her trembling with need.
Finally, Alexander stood, removing the device and setting it aside. Without pause, he replaced it with his own long, thick member.
Mia gasped as he thrust into her immediately, sliding in and out over and over. She whimpered and cried, her swollen center aching with each merciless thrust. He pounded her relentlessly, ignoring her pleas, his rhythm rough, controlling.
He pushed her back pressed against the wall as he lifted her up, her legs over his elbows, exposing her completely.
Then he drove into her again, punishing, relentless, his hands gripping her tightly, his thrusts merciless. Mia could barely breathe, her body twisting under the intensity, every nerve on fire as he continued to punish her the entire night.