Chapter 9 #2
He continued his relentless assault, pushing in deeper and deeper despite everything I did to try to force him out. It was only when his pelvis pressed up against my freshly welted cheeks that I accepted the inevitability of what was happening.
He remained still for several moments, and I gasped at the fullness of his cock in my bottom. The initial pain of his entry started to fade, but it never truly ebbed away. His cock was big, and I had a feeling it would continue to hurt for a good long while.
Eventually though, my arousal began to outweigh that ache by a large margin.
“I’m sorry I went in on my own, alpha,” I whispered, and I couldn’t stop the way my inner walls clenched with need. When he didn’t move, I whined with disappointment and open shame.
I wanted him to punish my bottom with his cock. I wanted him to make it hurt, but most of all I wanted to come with him inside me like this.
“I know you are, little mate,” he purred, but still he remained still. In a quiet show of frustration, I clenched my bottom hole and he growled softly in warning.
“Tell me what you need, little mate. Be specific or else I might not give you what you want,” he instructed.
A drop of arousal slid onto my inner thigh. I felt it rolling down my leg, and I hid my face as a vicious blush heated my cheeks.
“Please punish my bottom with your cock, alpha,” I pleaded. It was all I could manage. I couldn’t ask him for an orgasm. That would be far too shameful.
“You need me to punish you, don’t you, mate?”
“Yes, alpha,” I whined.
“Put both hands behind your back, little one.”
When I did as he asked, his fingers folded around mine. I held his hand the best that I could, knowing this next part was going to hurt.
“I’m going to fuck this bottom hard, mate. You are not allowed to come,” he said sternly.
“Wait! No! Please don’t take that away,” I pleaded.
“Did you ask for permission?” he chided.
“No, alpha,” I answered pitifully.
“If you come without permission, I will ensure you regret it,” he warned.
My mouth went dry, and my pussy only pulsed with greater need. “I understand, alpha,” I replied quietly.
“Good. Now arch your back and show me that you’re ready to accept your punishment,” he continued.
I whimpered, lifting my bottom for him. He growled and the sound only turned me on even more. His fingers tightened around mine as he pulled out of me just enough to slam back inside. I gasped, the sharp pinch returning.
My bottom fucking began in earnest. His cock slammed into me over and over again, firm and far too big for my sorry virgin hole.
It never stopped hurting and only seemed to burn more with every thrust. His cock was an iron spike, piercing into me with a ferociously cruel vigor that showed no signs of slowing down.
If anything, his wicked pace only grew quicker.
The wet sound of his cock in my bottom was so shameful that I could hardly stand it, but my pussy only pulsed harder. My clit throbbed greedily, as if my body was egging him on to fuck me harder and faster.
A keening cry escaped me, but it sounded more like a moan than anything else.
Sensation spiraled through me against my will, and I tried to fight it.
I tried so hard, but soon enough the only thing I could think of was how fucking hot it felt to be bent over and fucked in my bottom hole as punishment.
I kept envisioning what it must look like with my backside pink and welted from his crop. His cock slammed in and out of my tight hole and my need only grew greater.
I was going to come. I wasn’t supposed to. I tried to push it back. I tried not to allow myself, but my denial only seemed to make it harder. I wanted it so badly that it was adding to the pain of my punishment.
What if I just came? I could be quiet. I could hide my face in the sheets to silence my screams. I could come and he would never know just how aroused his firm treatment had made me.
I moaned and quickly turned my face down into the blankets.
I couldn’t hold out much longer. I knew my orgasm was coming and I didn’t fight it anymore. I just let it come.
My release started in the tips of my toes, radiating upward through my legs and exploding in my core.
I had promised myself I would remain quiet, but that soon became impossible.
I screamed into the sheets as my thighs quaked.
My inner walls clamped down and my bottom hole tightened so impossibly hard around his cock that he grunted from the feeling of it.
He continued to fuck my bottom impossibly hard, which only made my orgasm go on and on and on.
It was too late to go back now.
I closed my eyes as my hips rolled, taking him deeper into my body with every thrust. White-hot bliss burned through me with sharp intention and when it finally faded, I was left feeling languid and subdued.
“Bad girl, did you think you could hide that from me? I did not give you permission to come,” he growled. “I’m going to finish using this tight little hole as hard as I please, then I’m going punish you for your disobedience.”
I yelped when he thrust back into me because my arousal had faded and his cock inside my bottom hurt far more now.
“Oh! Oww!” I gasped. The pinching sting only grew more intense until it felt like the entirety of my bottom hole was on fire.
“It hurts more now, doesn’t it, little mate?” he scolded as he slammed into me over and over again as I cried out.
“Please! I’m sorry, alpha,” I whined.
“This is only the beginning, mate. You’ve got so much more coming to you,” he warned and then he truly started fucking my bottom. He didn’t listen to my whines and cries. He didn’t slow down.
I had enjoyed my bottom fucking at the start. It had turned me on, and my orgasm had exploded over me because of it.
This was different. This was punishment and it hurt.
I hid my face back in the sheets. If this continued for much longer, I was going to cry again. I chewed the inside of my cheeks as his pace increased. He jerked into me so hard that I wailed out loud, before the hot surge of his seed marked deep inside me.
He thrust into me several more times really hard as his cum pelted my insides and when he was finally finished, he pulled out. I clenched at the sudden empty feeling, which only forced his cum out. It dripped down my thighs and I moaned in shame, feeling marked, used, and a bit sorry for myself.
He released my hands, and I drew them forward and hid them beneath my chest. I whimpered, drawing in a shaky breath. My bottom hole was so sore, but that paled in comparison to my embarrassment that I’d come with his cock inside that shameful place.
My entire body pulsed with soreness, both from his crop and his cock.
His palm traced over my lower back, and I allowed myself to enjoy it.
“You will remain here while I go clean myself off. Then I will return, and we will deal with the matter of your disobedience together,” he said calmly.
“Yes, alpha,” I whispered shakily.
“I won’t be long, little mate. I promise,” he vowed, and his words soothed me even though they should have scared me. I exhaled and slumped into the bed, listening to the sounds of his footsteps walking across the room. He entered the bathroom and shortly thereafter, I heard the shower running.
His seed continued to drip down my thighs and I was horrified to find that it actually calmed me.
After several more minutes, the shower turned off. I heard him towel off, and when he came back in the room, he was wearing just a pair of dark gray sweatpants.
His cock was rock hard again.
I started at it nervously. Was he going to fuck my bottom again? I wasn’t sure how much more of that I was even capable of taking.
He had a warm wet cloth in his hand. He approached me and started to clean me off. He wiped off my thighs and my bottom hole, taking care to remove every trace of his seed and the lube he’d used to fuck me. It was incredibly embarrassing, but it felt good in a way I couldn’t explain.
“I’m going to go to the kitchen to fetch something that will make sure you think before you come without permission again, little mate,” he said quietly.
He was gone less than a minute or two before he returned to the room and sat down on the bed in front of me. I lifted my head, seeing that he’d come back with a bowl, a knife, and a piece of raw ginger root.
“What are you doing?” I asked nervously.
“Did you have permission to come?” he asked purposefully.
“No, alpha,” I whispered, feeling so small and vulnerable that I could hardly stand it. He took the ginger and started to carve it. He chopped off several of the larger knobs and it started to take a very familiar shape.
It looked nefariously similar to the plug that had been inside me not so very long ago.
“This is ginger, Natalia. It’s going inside that naughty bottom hole. It won’t hurt at first, but I promise you that you’ll understand why it’s punishment soon after that,” he explained, and I squirmed a bit anxiously.
“You don’t have to do that, alpha,” I said.
“Do you get to decide that, little mate?” he asked, and I shrank a little at the power in his tone.
“No, alpha,” I answered. My lower lip poked out in the tiniest pout and his mouth edged upward when he saw it.
After he finished carving the ginger, he walked behind me and just stood there for a moment. My nerves were insurmountable, and I tried to free my ankles, but the bonds he’d tied were still tight enough so that there was no escape for me.
“Such a pretty little bottom hole. It’s still pink from being punished from my cock. It’s a shame that my naughty girl needs to be punished with ginger here too,” he murmured.
The tip of the ginger root pressed against my bottom hole. It was juicy and wet and even though it was thick, it slid inside me without much pain. His cock was much thicker and had been far more punishing.
The ring of my bottom tightened around the stem, holding the ginger plug in place.