First he marked me. Then he took me.
I know how to handle men who won’t take no for an answer, but Silas isn’t a man. He’s a beast who takes what he wants, as long and hard and savagely as he pleases, and tonight he wants me.
He’s not even pretending he’s going to be gentle. He’s going to ravage me, and it’s going to hurt.
I’ll be spanked into quivering submission and used thoroughly and shamefully, but even when the endless series of helpless, screaming climaxes is finally over, I won’t just be sore and spent.
I will be marked.
My body will no longer be mine. It will be his to use, his to enjoy, and his to breed, and no matter how desperate my need might grow in his absence, it will respond to his touch alone.
Author: Sara Fields
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Length: 55,600 words
He knelt down to the floor and grabbed the clasp of his belt. Then he slowly stood up and folded the leather in two. I squirmed backwards on the bed, but it was too late. I wasn’t fast enough. He grabbed my ankle and deftly flipped me over onto my belly, before bringing the soft leather down hard on my ass.
It felt like a fire brand. His palm now seemed like child’s play compared to this. He lashed my naked bottom with the belt again and as I tried to pull my leg from his grasp, my thighs spread open the slightest bit. He whipped me again and the folded tip of the belt just grazed my inner folds. I screamed and squirmed, but it soon became clear that I wasn’t going to get away.
“Please stop!” I cried out.
My ass burned.
“Bad little girls who don’t do as they’re told are punished until they are wet and sobbing,” he scolded and my pussy clenched hard with need. My thighs were already sticky with my cum and his, but it didn’t matter. I just wanted more.
Swiftly, he grabbed me about the waist and lifted me up in order to slide a thick pillow underneath my hips.
“I’m going to whip this disobedient little bottom until it’s marked enough to really teach you a lesson. Then I’m going to spank that naughty little pussy bright red. You’re going to cry for me. You’re going to sob. You’re going to beg me to stop, but it’s not going to matter. Your punishment will only end when I decide it will end, and not a moment before. After all that, I’m going to give you another chance to do as you’re told and if you’re very good, I might just let you come,” he growled and my core shuddered hard.
My hips felt extraordinarily high up in the air and my naked ass already burned from being spanked multiple times in the same night. He’d only whipped me a few times with the belt so far, but I could already feel the fiery welts rising on my skin.
I whimpered, pulling my bound hands into my chest.
“Now, ask me to begin your punishment, little girl,” he demanded, his voice firm.
“Please punish me, sir,” I whispered. I don’t know why I called him sir, but in that moment it felt right. He was strong and fierce. Clearly formidable enough to tackle a woman like me.
“Are you ready to be reminded of your place?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” I said softly.
He wanted my surrender. He wanted my pain. My tears. My pleasure. He demanded everything and he was making me give it all.
Which… if I was truly honest with myself… made me curious.
He’d hurt me. Had forced me over his knees and spanked me over my jeans and then had torn my clothes from my body, leaving me completely and utterly bare. He’d made me come more times than I could count. Had fucked me harder than any man had ever before, and I hadn’t been able to get enough of it. His brand of dominance was intoxicating because no one had ever made me submit to something like it before.
It felt like he was giving me the world.
Would it be so bad if I gave in?
No one would ever know I’d been stripped naked and fucked hard. No one would ever know this stranger had spanked me like a naughty little girl and that I’d sucked his cock with my bottom still burning.
And now I was about to get my naked backside whipped with a belt. Then he was going to force me to open my legs so that he could spank my pussy too.
I knew what would come after that because I already wanted to beg him for it even before my punishment began.
He was going to fuck my ass. Hard. And I was going to take it because I was a very bad little girl with very filthy and dirty thoughts that deserved every last second of it. My pussy clenched hard and I arched my back just a little as I presented myself to him.