He hardly even recognized the hoarse tone that called to him.Where was the firecracker who’d tried to defy him?Trailing his hand along her lower back, he was pleased to see she had been placated, for the time being, at least.
“I asked you a question.”His tone held firm, despite the care his digits showed her as they traced invisible circles against her skin.
“I…” She frowned, her white teeth nibbling at her lower lip.“I don’t know, Master.I’m scared.”Her escalating heart rate confirmed her confession.
“I know.”Gazing up at her blue eyes, his hand splayed at her back.He could use that terror to soften her and bring her to her knees, knowing he was just as able to rebuild her once she’d been deconstructed.
“But…” The crease in her flawless brow deepened, suggesting that was not the response she’d been expecting.“I… I don’t know how to do this.”
“Then allow me to show you.”He’d heard enough of her protests, having led countless other women to the same precipice over the years.“Come here.”
One small shove was all it took to seal her fate.The hand at her back offered that impetus, shoving her forward over his knees, and she sprawled over him with a yelp.His knees rose to catch her, his free hand settling between her shoulder blades in an attempt to settle her.
“Oh, God!”she squealed, her hands shifting forward to hold her weight.
He chuckled, running his palm over the delicious curve of her behind.She had soft, creamy pale skin that he was sure would redden all too easily, and fondling her, he made a mental note to keep a check on her condition.He would punish her, but he had no intent to pulverize.
She tensed under his scrutiny, her breathing still rapid, but he noted the way she didn’t try to fight.
“Your God will not hear you,” he promised, relishing the feel of her delicate flesh.
Kronos had survived hundreds of years, and in all that time, never had he encountered the monolithic entity that so many mortals believed in.There were many other deities, though, beings he had ruled over, and those who had ultimately overthrown him, each with their own divine skills and talents.
“Accept your fate well and pay for the disrespect you showed me, and I may even reward you.”The palm that had hauled her into position skimmed a circle over her tempting ass.Her skin was cold to the touch, but he had a feeling he would soon remedy that.“You will find I can be kind as well as callous.”
“Please.”She sounded as though she was on the verge of tears again.“Just let me go, M-Master.”
“I don’t think so.”His hand rose, leaving her skin for only a fraction of a second before he brought it crashing down over her enticing rump.
She gasped at the impact, her head rising as though she hadn’t known what a spanking would be.His balls tightened at her reaction, ratcheting his desire for the appealing mortal who was so wonderfully caught in his grasp.
“You need this.”He landed a second swat, catching the underside of her backside and enjoying the ripple of energy the smack sent across the area.“To teach you a lesson about your place.”
She whimpered at the news, her head falling down by his left side again.
Poor little mortal.
Kristina was in way over her head with Kronos, and perhaps she hadn’t realized just how deep until that moment.There was nothing like tugging a human over his lap for a reprimand to offer them a fresh perspective.
She’d replied to his flier, and, in doing so, she’d drawn the attention of a god.Naturally, she’d been blissfully unaware of the consequences of the game she’d been playing when she’d invited him into her world, but that first reply was enough to pique his interest.
Her response had opened a doorway, and Kronos had stalked right through it.
“Ow, ow, ow!”she complained as he landed another fast succession of spanks to her delectable backside.“Please, stop!”
One glance to his right confirmed what he’d suspected; her ass was turning an attractive pink hue, but she was far from her limit of pain.His blows so far had only used a mild to moderate force.She might not have appreciated his consideration, but Kronos was warming her up, not harming her.
“No stopping yet,” he told her, alternating swats between her left and right cheeks.“And if you insist on speaking, then let’s hear your gratitude for my attention.”
“What?”she blurted, twisting to try to catch his eyes.
“You.Heard.Me.”He punctuated each word with a new swat to her upturned derriere.“You will thank me for each and every spank, little one.Starting now.”
His cock stirred at the latest demand, desperate to be allowed between the heated cheeks he was coloring.
In time, he reminded the organ.Be patient.
But patience was a hard-won ally when he finally had Kristina hauled over his thighs.Delivering a harder blow, he paused, resting his hand on her heated skin while he waited for her response.
