His palm maintained its relentless rhythm, the fast succession of swats switching to my other cheek as he went on.
“Yes, Sir.”I rose onto my tiptoes, trying to offer a different part of my ass for his attention, but he only adjusted his aim to compensate.
“Stay still, please.”
I paused at his sterner tone, unwilling to do anything that might provoke further retribution while I was naked and upturned over Fabian’s sofa.That was what I’d longed for, after all.I’d asked to be spanked by Harper, so I could hardly bemoan the reality once he delivered it.But God, the hurt was harder to manage than I remembered, as though my brain had filtered out all the pain, leaving my memories with only the red-hot recollections of my previous surrender.
Maybe that was how I coped.Perhaps, in the anguish of Fortorus, the light he offered was so crucial that, in the end, I forgave all the hurt and humiliation.
No, the voice in my mind assured me.I learnt to love those things there.
“Why do you deserve to be spanked, little girl?”His booming question commanded my focus back to the present.
Deserve to be spanked?
I wasn’t aware that the crashing of his palm onto my vulnerable flesh was something I merited.I thought I was there because I’d asked to be.
“I...I don’t know why, Sir.”I flinched at the latest volley of strikes, which seemed to pepper my backside from every possible angle.
“You don’t know why?”He sounded incredulous at the concept.“Do you not think answering back and delaying after a command to strip warrants punishment?”
Did it?His spanks were coming so hard and fast that I was finding it difficult to concentrate.
“I didn’t mean to delay, Sir.”Ultimately, that was all I could offer.“I just—”
“You just have an answer for everything, young lady.”His aim lowered that time, presumably intending to wallop my exposed sex.
I yelped at the contact, but my back arched of its own accord, wordlessly seeking more of the same.
“And I don’t mind those answers.”Suddenly, he was there with me, his body folding over mine until one of his hands caught in my hair and his words vibrated into my ear.“You know I don’t, baby, but you must understand that there will be consequences for them.”
Fisting my hair, he yanked my head back and exposed my breasts to the lounge air.“I will love and nurture you, but every time you deserve it, my palm will be right here waiting.”
The palm in question shifted to my right breast, his fingers cradling the mound before trailing a hot line to my beading nipple.
“Because you need this, don’t you, Caroline?”
My eyes fell closed at the exquisite sensation.I could sense my nipple lengthening between his fingers, and I heard the guttural moan escape my throat, although I hadn’t ordered the sound.
“Don’t you?”He pinched the bud cruelly, the intense pain awakening me from the lulling pleasure.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl.”He nuzzled my nape as, releasing my breast, the heat of his body drew away.“Get your ass in the air.I can’t wait to have you.”
