“Good girl,” he praises me. I jerk my hips and he chuckles just before lifting his hand and bringing it down on the other side of my ass. My core clenches as the heat spreads.
“Is this my punishment, Sir?” I ask. He rubs his hand over the spot he spanked again.
“No. I’m warming you up.” He pulls my panties down. “Lift your hips.” I do as he says, and he pulls my panties off. My chest moves rapidly with how quickly I’m breathing. “Since this is your first punishment, I’m going to spank you seven times. We’ll increase that as time goes on and you get used to it. You’ll count each one,” he instructs.
“Yes, S-Sir.” My heart is in my throat, the anticipation of what’s coming making me lightheaded.Will I like the pain?Before that thought is fully formed, his hand lands on the meaty part of my ass cheek. I yelp as tears form in my eyes from the pain.
“Olivia.” His voice is laced with warning.
“One.”
He rubs his hand over the place he spanked again and I moan. The heat radiates to my core, but I don’t have time to think about it because his hand comes down again on the other side of my ass.
“Oh!” I cry out. “Two.” His chest rumbles when I push my ass into his hand and his cock twitches. A tear escapes from the corner of my eye, so I squeeze them shut. I suck in a breath, but it leaves my lungs just as quickly when his hand lands where my ass and the back of my thigh meet. This time, harder.
“T-three.” My voice is hoarse, but I can’t deny how much this is turning me on.
“Such a good girl,” he grunts and spanks me again.
I rock my hips against his lap as I continue to count. I’m sure wetness is leaking out of me, down my thighs and onto his lap. This kind of pain is so much better than the pain I inflicted on myself. When he’s done, I can no longer control the tears. They are freely flowing now.
As he rubs his hand over the extreme heat of my ass, I push into him, loving how it feels. He removes his hand too quickly and disappointment hits me in the chest at the loss of his touch. “Get on the bed, treasure. Lay on your stomach.”
Helping me up, he guides me onto the bed. I lay down on my stomach, fold my arms, and place my cheek on my hands as I watch him. Victor smiles down at me and rubs his thumb over my cheek.
“You did so well, Olivia.” He opens the nightstand and grabs some type of oil. Maybe it’s the same kind he used the night he gave me the massage. Pouring a small amount onto the palmof his hand, he places the bottle on the nightstand and rubs his palms together, then rubs his palms over the sting of my ass.
“Your ass is so fucking beautiful with my handprint on it and how red it is. Spread your legs.” Spreading them wider, he presses his fingers into my pussy, making me moan as he fucks me with his fingers. I’m unable to stop myself as I move against his hand, already so close. “So wet for me, treasure.” He removes his fingers and I cry out at the loss. Victor shushes me as he crawls onto the bed, lifts my hips, and after a brief tease of his cock, he slams into me.
I claw at the blankets and cry out. My ass is still sore, so with each thrust, the pain and pleasure meld together. He has complete control as he holds my hips and thrusts into me. My eyes flutter closed as I bask in what he’s doing to my body. Victor shifts slightly and the head of his cock hits that spot inside of me that makes me forget my name. Stars explode behind my eyelids as my muscles clench around him.
I’m sure I scream, but it’s an out-of-body experience. Something I have never experienced before. Pleasure radiates from every pore in my body. When I finally come to my senses, Victor is cradling me in his arms with his back against the headboard. He runs his fingers through my hair as he tells me how perfect I am and how well I did.
My head rests against his chest and I fall asleep to the soothing sound of his heartbeat.
Chapter sixty-nine
Victor
Ilet Olivia sleep for about twenty minutes before I lightly shake her awake. She blinks up at me and the soft smile she gives me makes the blood in my veins hum.She is so fucking perfect.“Let’s go shower, then we can go to sleep.” Olivia nods and I help her out of the bed. When she slides across the bed on her ass, she winces slightly, but doesn’t complain.
We walk into the shower and she steps back, knowing I like to take care of turning the shower on and getting everything ready. I don’t turn the water too hot because the water will probably sting. I watch her closely as I grab our towels, looking for any signs of distress. She looks tired, but I don’t notice anything unusual. In fact, she seems more at peace than I’ve ever seen her.
I pull her into the shower and place us under the rain showerhead. With a content sigh, she leans against my chest. I wrap my arms around her and hold her. “How are you feeling?” Iask her. She hums like she doesn’t want to take the effort to talk. So, I give her a few moments before leaning back to look down at her. Olivia doesn’t look up because the water will get in her eyes, but she knows I’m wanting an answer.
“I feel amazing,” she finally replies. After I came, she collapsed and was completely pliable in my hands. She entered subspace, so I need to find out what exactly pushed her there. I’m pretty sure I have an idea, but I need her to understand it. Olivia inhales deeply. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. I don’t even remember you coming.” She sounds conflicted about it.
I rub my hands up and down her arms before grabbing the shampoo, then turning her so I can wash her hair. She moans as I massage her scalp. “That’s okay,” I assure her. “You entered subspace.”
“Subspace? What’s that?”
She helps rinse the shampoo out of her hair before I grab the conditioner and run it through. I chuckle at the amount of loose hair that winds up on my hand. The first time I did this for her, it freaked me out, but she assured me it was normal. I remove the strands and put them on the shower wall like she showed me, where we’ll get them when we’re done.
I try to explain it the best I can. “Subspace is a state of mind that you can enter after a particular scene. It’s a release of endorphins and adrenaline that makes you feel so relaxed you space out. I’ve never experienced it and I’ve never had a partner experience that with me before, so I’m making an educated guess based on the training I received as a Dominant and what others have told me.”
She turns in my arms and grins up at me. It’s kind of adorable because she has to blink rapidly from the water. I lean forward slightly, blocking the spray from her face. “Thank you.” Her grin turns into a smile. “So, that was a first for you?”
I nod. “Yes, and I’d like to see if we can figure out what got you there.”
