He told me he would demand obedience. He took much more than that.
When I agreed to work for him I thought I knew what I was getting myself into, but I was wrong. I knew he would be stern. I knew he would be demanding. What I didn’t expect was to find myself over his knee for a painful, humiliating spanking the very first time I displeased him.
But that was just the beginning. As he strips me bare and uses me as roughly and shamefully as he pleases, my body’s response to his firm-handed dominance is undeniable. I’m going to take everything he gives me, and in my heart I know it won’t be long until I’m begging for more.
Author: Alta Hensley
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“Are you going to use your belt on me?” she asked softly.
“Is it going to hurt?”
“Please, Price. No.”
“Beg all you want, Tessa. There is no getting out of this.” Not wanting to make her wait any longer, I brought the leather down upon her backside, enjoying how the snap of belt against flesh blended with the hiss of pain from Tessa’s lips. As I whipped her again, the hiss turned into a whimper, and the position was broken as she tried to cower away from what would be the next lash. “Back in position,” I directed firmly. I was pleased to see her stiffen her spine and push her ass out without hesitation.
I brought the belt down upon her ass over and over, watching it pinken as her whimpers turned to cries and little screams.
“Price, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. Please don’t spank me anymore. Please!”
Giving mercy wasn’t something I was prepared to do, but my hard cock against my pants had something else in mind. I wanted to be buried balls deep inside her so badly, that I needed to speed this process up or it would be me truly getting punished rather than her.
“Stay in position,” I said as I dropped the belt to the floor. “I’ll be right back, and I don’t want to see you’ve moved even an inch.”
I walked to my bedroom to go get a bottle of lube, knowing that she would be in the exact same position I’d left her. When I returned to the living room, I couldn’t help but smile as I watched Tessa kneeling on the chair with her pink ass on full display. My perfect toy for me to play with.
“Did the spanking hurt?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer.
“Yes, sir,” she said in a pouty voice. I couldn’t see her face, but I could imagine her luscious lips pressed out and her blue eyes hazy with shame and embarrassment.
“Well, this is going to hurt even more,” I said as I walked up behind her and put the tip of my finger on her anus. “This is going to hurt bad.”
“Please,” she whispered.
“Yes,” I said as I coated my fingers and her puckered opening with lubrication, “keep begging. You’re going to be doing a lot of that as I push not one but three fingers in this tiny little hole.”