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I scream.

To my surprise, his palm smoothes over my scorching hot and tender flesh. I whimper.

“You’re taking your punishment so well,cara mia. You know you’ve been a bad girl, don’t you? You know you deserve this.”

I nod.

“And what do bad girls say?”

Another smack of leather has me jolting forward, the pain radiating deep in my core.

“I’m sorry.” I sound like a broken record, but I don’t know what else to say. Iamsorry.

“That’s right,” he growls. Again and again, his belt marks my ass. Face hot and wet with tears, I gasp and whimper, but I never tell him to stop. I don’t plead for mercy.

“Spread your legs,” he orders, his tone harsh.

Immediately, I do as I’m told. Stepping out, cool air caresses my core, and I realize I’m wet. Blushing, I bury my face into the back of the couch. How can I possibly be turned on right now?

He slaps my pussy with the leather strap. Quick, brutal, unforgiving smacks. I cry out as an orgasm hits me out of nowhere. A shudder of intense pain and pleasure wracks my entire body.

CHAPTER 38

Maximo

Still covered in my own blood, I release my throbbing cock and thrust into my wife’s soaked, spasming pussy. She screams, but makes no move to escape. I grip her bright red ass cheeks and ruthlessly fuck her cunt.

She betrayed me. On purpose. She knew exactly what she was doing the whole time she spied on me. She tried to sell my secrets for her freedom.

Even so, I can’t let her go. Never.

She’s mine to love. Mine to cherish. And mine to punish.

She knows she’s been a bad girl, that what she did was wrong, and she’s repentant. Not once has she balked at my lashings or begged for mercy. No, because she knows she deserves this. Every strike of my belt, every inch of my cock taking her, claiming her, showing her who she belongs to for all time.

“Are you really sorry?” I growl into her ear.

“Y-yes.”

“I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes!”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I’m sorry!” she cries.

“That’s better. Do you think this is a fair punishment for what you’ve done?”

She whimpers. “Yes. It’s fair.”

“Will you ever betray me again?”

“No.”

I slap the side of her breast, and she gasps. I pinch her pebbled nipples. “No, what?” I snarl.

“No, I’ll never betray you again.”