“Fine, Alisa,” he said, a vein pulsing in his neck. “But if you can’t handle it, you tell me.”
“I won’t need to.”
A warm feeling pulsed in my chest as I stared up at him. I could push him until he snapped, but I knew that he’d never hurt me beyond my limit. I trusted him like I’d trusted no one before.
“Promise me,” he gritted out.
“I will…” I said honestly. But I couldn't resist adding in a sarcastic tone, “...sir.”
“I’m going tofuckthat attitudeout of you,” he said, voice dark.
“Is that a promise?”
Lightning fast, he jerked the rope back, and I gasped as my bare body skidded up the bed. Dmitri wrapped the rope around the bedframe, leaving my limbs completely restrained.
He stood up, his muscular frame towering over me. As I stared up at his imposing form, I was suddenly aware of how naked and vulnerable I was while he was still completely clothed.
“Are you going to keep being a brat?” he asked, slowly circling the bed like a shark eyeing its prey.
“Well,” I said, unable to resist. “Icanstill move.”
While I couldn’t bring my legs together, the spreader bar wasn’t bound to the bed. I slowly raised my legs into the air to remind him of that.
His lips drew into a wicked smile. “That was on purpose.”
Dmitri lifted my legs back further, pressing backwards until the spreader bar was touching my bound wrists. My inner walls clamped as I visualized how obscene I looked in this position. My hands tied to the bedframe, my legs splayed backwards leaving my pussy completely open and vulnerable to whatever sadistic things Dmitri had in mind.
He placed a knee on the bed, his weight sinking the mattress.
“When I’m finished with you, we’ll see if you’ll be a good girl...” His fingers moved possessively up and down my clit like he owned it.
“Or keep fuckingdefyingme.” He punctuated the word with a sharp smack on my vulnerable ass. The sting dug in and traveled straight to my core.
Dmitri raised his hand again, and pure sadism radiated off him. The sound of the next smack rang across the room. I arched upwards, the pain of it leaving me gasping.
“For the next few days,” he hissed. “Whenever you sit down, you’ll be reminded of what happens when you disobey me.” Dmitri’s hand lifted again, and landed another stinging slap on my opposite butt cheek.
I groaned as my inner walls clenched. It's like the sound set something off in him. His eyes were pure pupils as he harshly spanked my vulnerable ass over and over again.
When I was a writhing mess, his hand moved over my exposed pussy.
“Dripping for me while I punish you.Naughty girl.”
I opened my mouth, and he slapped my pussy. I choked on air, intense pleasure and pain intertwining into an intoxicatingcocktail. I inhaled the pure dominance of him, the way he played with my body like it was putty.
Dmitri patted my smarting butt cheek, and I squirmed underneath him.
“I’m curious which makes you wetter: spanking your pussy or your ass.” He punctuated the words with another stinging smack on my clit.
Without warning, he drove two fingers into my soaking core. My mouth fell open, and I gasped as he shoved them in further with a violent thrust. When he curved his fingers inward, he slapped his free hand on my left butt cheek.
I was so wet that the sound of him driving his fingers in and out of me was completely obscene.
“Such a fucking whore,” he said picking up his pace.
His eyes darkened as he stared down at me. “Mywhore.”
Dmitri’s palm landed hard on my quivering core. I screamed as a wave of pleasure sent my vision white. My body jerked around like a marionette as the orgasm sent me flailing. His hand kept slapping against my clit as I soared higher into the orgasm.
