Chapter 4 #2
I wanted to take his belt gracefully, but there was no hope of that.
From the first moment that punishing belt lashed across my cheeks, I twisted from side to side in hopes of him missing.
The hand that held my wrists captive pressed down more firmly on my back, holding me in place despite all of my struggling.
My teeth bit down harder on my lip as I struggled to take it. I was successful in keeping quiet for a period of time, but when the belt descended onto my thighs I cried out before I could stop myself.
The sound rang out around the room with an embarrassing echo.
I slammed my lips shut, but when he strapped the backs of my thighs, I screamed out loud.
His aim was perfect no matter what I did, and the overwhelming lines of fire truly began to blaze.
I could feel each mark rising on my skin, thick welts that simmered long after the painful kiss of the belt.
Over and over again, that dreaded leather punished me.
My fingers curled around his wrists, holding on as he took complete control of me. I’d tried to fight him. I’d stood against him every chance I got, but here I was lying face down on his bed getting the first belting of my life.
It hurt so much more than I imagined it would.
I no longer cared that I was naked, that he’d torn my clothes off my body and pinned me beneath him.
My vow to keep quiet and take his belt had long since fizzled into nothingness and I was doing everything that I could to simply survive it.
The vicious whip of the belt had taken me captive, and it was all I could do to surrender to it.
My breath hitched in the back of my throat as my fingers tightened around his wrist. My eyes watered and I tried to blink several times in order to stop myself from crying.
“Please. I’m sorry, alpha,” I whispered in a rush.
“I know, sweet girl, but we’re not finished yet. Spread your legs. It’s time that perfect little pussy got a taste of the belt too,” he replied. My heart stopped and I forgot how to breathe for several seconds.
“Please forgive me. Please don’t belt me there,” I wailed.
“You’ve already earned three, little wolf. Should I add more?” he asked.
“No, alpha,” I whimpered.
“Then spread your legs. That little pussy is going to be bright pink before I punish it with my cock,” he declared, and a shiver of fear took hold of me.
I don’t know where it came from, but I found the will within me to obey him.
I trembled as I waited, but I was not prepared for the stinging kiss of the belt when it came.
It was more vicious than his hand or his belt across my ass.
This was something much crueler. He let the sting from the first lash really sink in.
I struggled to keep my thighs open, and his foot forcibly kicked them wider before the second slap punished my pussy especially hard.
It smacked against my soaked folds, the sound of leather hitting wet flesh especially mortifying but I couldn’t bring myself to care.
I could only think about how I had one more strike of the belt on my pussy to make it through.
“Wider, sweet girl. Show me what a good little wolf you can be for your alpha,” he purred, and I whimpered as I tried to follow his instructions. My pussy was on fire and when the final lash fell on my sensitive flesh, it was meaner than all the rest.
I wailed as the pain escalated between my thighs. Every bit of my pussy felt scalded and all the work I’d done to keep myself from not crying failed. The first tear escaped me and rolled down my cheek, quickly followed by another.
“I’m sorry, alpha,” I murmured, trying to sniffle back my tears.
Soon enough, I was able to get ahold of myself, but the stinging of my pussy burned long after with ruthless intensity.
In the wake of such a painful taking of control, though, my desire returned with incredibly powerful force.
My thighs trembled with it and my aching clit pulsed heavy with need.
His fingers dipped down between my thighs and even just a gentle touch stung. I blinked several times, and he growled quietly with satisfaction.
“It’s alright, sweet mate. You just needed to be taught a lesson, didn’t you?” he asked. He released my hands and I pulled them forward. My fingers were shaking and clutched the bed sheets in order to make them stop.
“Yes, alpha,” I whimpered.
“You’re mine now, Ashleigh, and now, you’re going to beg me to claim you,” he demanded tenderly.
He petted my pussy lightly and I was mortified to realize that even though both my pussy and my ass were incredibly sore, I was wetter than I’d ever been before.
My clit throbbed even though he’d already made me come once and the only thing I could think about was his cock sliding inside me. My pussy clenched hard at the thought.
“Please claim me as yours, alpha,” I whispered shakily, stepping from one foot to the other in an effort to relieve the growing sting he’d painted between my legs.
“Beg me to make it hurt,” he continued, and I wailed in mortified embarrassment. I hid my face in the blankets beneath me and he cleared his throat in warning. When I didn’t answer right away, he grasped my bottom cheeks firmly enough to hurt and spread me apart.
“I had planned on only fucking your pretty little pussy tonight, but I could certainly teach this tight hole a lesson instead,” he threatened, and I cried out with open shame.
I couldn’t believe he was looking at me there. His thumb glided down the cleft of my ass, just glancing across my tight rim and I opened my mouth so fast that my head spun.
“Please fuck my pussy! Please make it hurt!” I pleaded desperately. I shook beneath him, and he didn’t let go of my ass right away.
“That’s a good girl,” he praised and when he finally released me, I sighed in relief.
“I will leave that reluctant little hole for another day when you’ve been a very bad girl who needs a very hard lesson indeed,” he warned, and I couldn’t help but tighten my muscles protectively against his open threat.
Would he really do something like that? Would I like it if he did?
I was so caught off guard by his promise to fuck me there that I hardly heard the sound of his zipper descending before the blazing hot head of his cock pressed against my pussy.
I froze and he slowed, likely feeling my trepidation. His fingers slipped in between my thighs, lightly touching over my entrance.
“You’ve never been with another, little wolf,” he said softly. It wasn’t a question, but more of a gentle observation.
“No, alpha,” I whispered hoarsely. I wasn’t lying.
I’d never been with a man. My father had kept me sheltered as best as he could for all my life.
I’d never gone on dates or courted anyone.
There had been no reason to. I’d always known my fate would lie with whatever husband my father arranged for me.
I’d never imagined my first time looking anything like this.
“I won’t lie to you, sweet mate. What comes next is going to hurt, but I promise you that you are safe with me.
You’re mine and I will always protect what’s mine no matter what,” he vowed, and his possessiveness did something odd to my heart and my pussy at the same time.
Both tremored with feeling and I did my best to push it away.
I heard the belt jangle behind me, and I flinched, but as he leaned forward and looped it around my neck, my pussy flared with heat.
He slid the end through the clasp and pulled it tight around my throat like a leash.
He didn’t pull it tight enough to choke me at first, but the threat was there all the same.
I squirmed, knowing that soon he would be the man to steal my virginity.
I expected him to take me right away, but as he slid his cock up and down my wet slit, I found myself enjoying its wicked heat.
I was so wet that his length simply slid against me and when it pushed up against my sensitive clit, I gasped with pleasure.
I jerked away slightly, and he pulled the belt just a little bit tighter.
The belt was a message that he was very much in total control of me. I opened my legs a bit to show him that I understood.
He teased me with his cock, rubbing his heat against my clit as I squirmed beneath him. My core spiraled with need, squeezing tighter and tighter until the only thing on my mind was the next time I was going to come.
I’d only ever brought myself to orgasm in the privacy of my own room in the dead of night. I’d used my fingers long enough to have one. I’d never tried for two in the same day, let alone so close together. I trembled, bucking and rubbing my clit even more firmly against him.
He growled in appreciation.
“That’s it, little wolf. I like it when you lose yourself on my cock,” he purred and that only made me squirm even more wildly.
Slowly, he angled his hips back and the tip of his cock just pressed against my entrance.
He tightened the belt around my throat slightly, forcing me to lift my head.
I whimpered fearfully, but my pussy practically wept at the proximity of his cock.
I was so wet that my inner thighs were dripping with it.
“This part is going to hurt, sweet girl, but I promise you that I will make you come for me several times before your claiming is through,” he said darkly, and he gripped the belt tight as his hips surged forward.
His cock slammed through my virgin barrier with primal savagery, and I wailed as he sank himself inside me.
He was so impossibly big, and my body fought against him.
With every inch, he stretched me wider, and it burned hot for far longer than I had anticipated.
He didn’t release the belt, only pulling it tighter to show me that I was going to get fucked, that he would decide exactly when and how hard.