"You won't get away with this." There was almost a hint of aggression in her voice. But it was lost in a gasp as I pinched her nipple again through her dress, blending the pleasure that she was becoming addicted to with just a hint of pain to make it really sing.
"You want to know a secret,maya soloveyka?" I grabbed her by the back of the neck and spun her around so she was bendingover the bathroom sink and looking at me through the mirror. I watched her fingers curl around the porcelain edge, knuckles whitening.
Her lips parted, then her teeth sank into her lush lower lip. I leaned over her, making sure my hard cock pressed into her ass so she felt exactly what she was doing to me. "I've already gotten away with all of it."
When I flipped her skirt up and her panties down, she twisted against my grasp, wriggling sideways.
Not happening, maya soloveyka.
At the first hard smack I landed on her ass she gasped with shock, and her eyes widened. The second smack made her fight harder, trying to get free. But she stilled under the third.
Her face twisted with confusion while she tried to figure out how she had responded so readily to my touch. I ran my hand over her surprisingly full ass, admiring the way it pinkened under my touch.
"Are you going to be a good girl,maya soloveyka?" I asked.
"Fuck you," she bit out as she squirmed in my grip.
I let her see my smile in the mirror before I slapped her ass again, over and over until fresh tears spilled down her face and she panted, her ass glowing a pale pink.
I wasn't really spanking her. This wasn't a true punishment; it was a tease.
I kept going until I saw the glistening wetness appear between her pretty pussy lips, and I knew she was ready.
"I'll ask again. Are you going to be my good girl?"
"Yes, sir," she answered obediently.
I tightened my hand in her hair and bent her neck back so she had to watch me in the mirror. "Keep your eyes open. If you close them, I will punish you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," she gasped.
In one swift move, I freed my hard cock and slammed it into her tight cunt. She cried out above my deep, satisfying moan, but her eyes didn't close.
She watched me with a dark fascination as I fucked her. I wasn't kind, I wasn't gentle. I was absolutely fucking savage. This wasn't about her pleasure. It wasn't even about mine.
"Is this what you really wanted?" I asked between clenched teeth.
"Yes." She then gasped as if shocked by the scandalous truth of her outburst.
"Just feeling the sharp sting of my hand on your ass makes this pussy wet?" I demanded to know. I needed to see if she would really admit it. Admit it to me, admit it to herself.
"Yes, sir." Her cheeks flamed a deep, dark red, and her pussy tightened around my cock.
"Has anyone ever spanked you before?" I fucked her harder, punctuating every single word with another thrust.
"No, sir." Something warm flared in my chest as she looked me in the eye to answer me. It was almost like pride in her for keeping her eyes open when it was clear she wanted to close them.
Her face was a mix of pain, humiliation, and ecstasy. Her cheeks glowed against her wild lilac hair. Even her eyes were glassy and bright, and those fucking perfect pouty lips formed an “O” as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Has anyone ever fucked you like this?" I asked as she pushed up on her toes, letting me fuck her deeper.
"No, sir," she cried. Her thighs trembled against mine.
This wasn't about making her come, I lied to myself. It was about control. It was about teaching her who was in charge and making sure she never tried to take that necklace off again. I needed her to obey without question.
"Tell me how much you like it," I demanded.
"I... I..." Her words stuttered, so I gave her another slap to the ass, the smack echoing in the small bathroom.
