Chapter 16
“Good, girl.”
The first spank wasn’t hard.
He wasn’t trying to hurt me.
Just warming me up.
And that was exactly what it did.
His softer spanks heated the skin of my behind. It was almost relaxing.
“One. Thank you,” I said obediently, noticing how every time I submitted, a pulse of need ran through my stomach to my core.
He swatted me again, this time a little harder. The sharp smack made my skin tingle with anticipation for more.
“Two. Thank you.”
He kept each hit gentle, going over my ass and my thighs until I got to eight. Apparently, eight was the magic number where I was warmed up and ready to be punished.
His first real punishment spank caught the delicate flesh where my behind met my thigh.
I bit back a scream as tears filled my eyes, but that wasn’t the only thing that happened.
The sting from that spank seemed to ignite something else deep inside me, a yearning that I didn’t know how to understand. I could suddenly feel my pulse in my clit, and I needed friction. I needed him to touch me and give me satisfaction.
“I don’t hear you,” he said, the threat clear.
“Nine. Thank you.”
The next slap was on the exact same place on the other side. This time I was expecting it, and my hips angled up to give him more access as the pain and pleasure hummed through my veins.
“Ten… Thank you…” My words were sobs instead of spoken.
Hot tears ran down my face, but they didn’t feel like tears of sadness or even anger. They felt like cleansing tears of release.
The next one landed across both of my ass cheeks, and I jumped, letting out a yelp of pain.
“Eleven. Thank you.”
My hips angled up even further, giving him more access to my ass and my thighs, and my legs spread just enough so he could see how wet I was for him.
A bead of arousal ran down my lips to the duvet cover.
I knew he could see it.
His fingers slid between my lips, circling my clit before running back, spreading my own wetness from my clit all the way up and around my asshole.
My body stiffened, but I didn’t move. I didn’t argue. I didn’t fight. I was giving in to him.
Suddenly, his hand was gone, and then just as quickly, it was back again. His palm slammed against the center of my cheeks, his fingers slapping down over my most sensitive skin.
This time, I screamed, and fresh cathartic tears rolled down my face.
“Say it, baby girl,” he threatened as he rubbed more moisture over my behind. “Let me hear you.”
“Twelve. Thank you.”
“Have you learned your lesson?” He moved his knee off of my back and pulled me to the end of the bed. Letting my legs hang over the edge.
“Yes, sir,” I said, not moving.
“Shame, your ass looks just as tempting as your fresh little cunt. The next time you misbehave, I won’t just spank you. Do you understand me?” His thumb pushed into my ass again, going in further than before, making it burn.
“I understand, sir.”
“Too bad you didn’t understand sooner. This could have been a lot gentler if you’d just behaved,” he growled, sending shivers up my spine as I twisted my fingers into the soft duvet cover, bracing myself for what was going to come next.
I expected him to just push in and take me from behind.
Instead, he grabbed my ankles and used them to flip me over.
He ripped at my shirt and my bra, making sure every single inch of me was exposed to him.
My skirt was still flipped up around my waist, tears still streaming down my face.
“I want you to look at me as I take you. I want you to know that no other man is ever going to fuck you like this.”
“Yes, sir,” I said, my core clenching at the thought.
“Stay right there. If you move, I won’t let you come.”
I froze, not wanting to make him madder than he already was.
He stepped back and stripped off his suit, first exposing his chest.
I knew he was fit. I could feel that through his suit.
What I didn’t expect were biceps that looked like they were carved from marble and an eight-pack that I wanted to run my tongue down.
He looked better than the pop stars I’d posted on my wall when I was younger. He wasn’t as thin as those men. He didn’t have the super-toned body of male models and actors who spent hours in the gym to have the measurements of a Dorito.
No, his body was thick.
A larger frame packed with layers of muscle and power. This was a man who’d earned his abs through hard work, not paying a trainer. I wondered how he’d gotten like that. He had to do more than just sit behind a desk all day.
“Like what you see, baby girl?” He smirked as he noticed me staring.
I looked away, and he came over and grabbed my chin, pointing my face back towards him. “Answer me. Do you like what you see, baby girl?”
“Yes.” My cheeks burned with embarrassment again, but I couldn’t look away from him.
“Look all you want.” Then he gave me another searing kiss that left me aching for him. Then he stepped back again, and I could see the outline of his hard cock in his dress pants.
My mouth watered, and I had this urge to get down on my knees in front of him, but he had told me to stay put. So I held on to the duvet as if that could somehow hold me in place.
He undid his pants, and as they fell to the ground, I could see just the tip of his cock peeking out of the elastic waistband of his tight black boxer briefs.
My mouth watered even more as he gripped his cock over his boxer briefs giving it a few sharp tugs, which I was pretty sure was for my benefit, before sliding his boxers down.
When he stood again, fully naked, his cock stood upright and proud, heavily bobbing with every step he took towards me.
I couldn’t rip my eyes away from it if I wanted to. The head was dark red, almost purple, with a single clear bead of liquid at the tip.
I licked my lips again and swallowed, wondering what it tasted like, wondering what he would feel like in my mouth.
“Not this time, baby girl. I need to feel that tight pussy squeezing me. But don’t worry. You’ll have plenty of time to get those sweet little lips on me later.”
The sound of his voice brought me back to reality, and I remembered what he was going to do.
Where he was going to put that massive thing.
I might not have been experienced, but I could do basic math, and I knew that the math was not going to math.
His huge hard cock was not going to fit inside of me. There was no way my body was made to take something that big.
He took a step closer, and I scooted back on the bed, still staring at his cock.
“Where the fuck do you think you’re going, baby girl?”
I shook my head, not able to say anything, not knowing what to say as I moved back even faster.
I got to the edge of the bed and tried to make a break for the door.
Lucian let me get maybe three steps before he was on me, one hand around my waist, the other on my throat.
“What happened to being a good girl?” he growled.
“Please,” I whined.
“No, you said you were going to be a good girl.” He pushed me away from him just enough to rip my shirt and my bra from my body, leaving my top half completely exposed.
The only thing I had left was my skirt.
“What happened to you doing as you’re told? Was one punishment really not enough? Did you need me to spank you harder or just tie you to the bed?”
“No, I can’t. It won’t fit.” I clawed at his hands. “Please, there’s no way.”
He laughed at me, pulling my body against his.
As soon as his bare skin brushed against mine, instant warmth overtook my body, banishing the cold that had crept inside of me again and making part of me relax a little.
I still fought him, but not nearly as hard as I wanted to.
“It will fit. I’ll make it fit.” With his hand still around my throat, he pushed me against the wall, holding me there like he had in the courtroom.
His hand went down my body, stopping just to cup my breasts for a moment and pinch my nipples before traveling down to my waist, grabbing me with both of his hands and lifting me up against the wall.
He pressed his body to mine, holding me up with his entire body, and my legs immediately went around his waist.
My ankles locked behind him.
His entire body was pressed to mine, and it felt so good.
His skin was so hot, and his body surrounded mine, making me feel safe.
It was kind of funny. The one thing that I really needed protection from was the only thing that had made me feel safe in months.
“Please,” I said. “It’s going to hurt.”
“Yes,” he said. “It is. But you’re going to do it anyway.”
He leaned back just enough that my body slid down his, and I could feel his cock at my entrance. He lined us up, pinning me against the wall so I couldn’t move.
“Please.”
“So strange. Your eyes are begging me not to, but your pussy is practically screaming at me to fuck you. I can feel your juices dripping down my cock. That’s how wet you are.” He leaned down to whisper in my ear, sending shivers over my bare skin. “That’s how much your body is begging me to claim you.”
He didn’t wait for me to plead again or anything.
He thrust up, pushing all of himself inside of me in one fluid, agonizing push.
I could feel the second he pushed past my maidenhead, the searing pain making me cry out. It burned as if I had been stabbed.
Lucian held me there for a moment, letting me feel every single inch of agony.
Then he pulled out and did it again.
Over and over, but every single time, it hurt less. As the pain dissipated, it was replaced by something else, something addictive.
“That’s it, baby girl, take it. Love it. Does it still hurt?”
I nodded.
“Does it feel good too?”
Again, I nodded as he angled his hips to brush against my front wall, and fireworks exploded behind my eyelids.
A deep, satisfying moan pulled itself from my throat, and he laughed.
“Yeah, that’s it, baby, take every inch of it and get addicted to my cock. This is the only dick that will ever be inside this tight little cunt. I own you, now.”
“Yes, sir.”
He grabbed my upper thighs, digging his fingers into the fresh marks that he had left during my spanking, sending another shock of delicious pain through my body as he pushed into me harder, faster.
The more he pushed into me, the better it felt, and soon, I couldn’t control my cries of pleasure. I didn’t want to.
I could feel the pressure building at my core, and I knew that he was right.
I was going to be addicted to this cock.
There had to be a way out of this before he ruined me forever.