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Katie’s pride was hurt by how easily her captor had been able to overtake her, pinning her to the ground effortlessly despite his compromised state.
It sure had felt satisfying to kick him in the cock, though.
The buildup of her anticipation over the past several weeks mixed with the endorphin rush caused by her fight or flight response coated everything happening now in a dreamlike haze. In an almost out-of-body experience, she watched this strong, sexy man lift his palm away from her completely exposed pussy and bring it down with a resounding smack.
The fiery burn spread over her lips, her mound, and all the way up into her very core, and she inhaled sharply, sucking in her gag further and biting down hard.
She wasn’t going to give her kidnapper the satisfaction of a scream.
Katie heard him chuckle lightly as he raised his hand and brought it down three more times in rapid succession, each stinging swat harder than the last. She arched her back as much as possible, but she was helplessly pinned down and all she could do was writhe against his grip.
“You’re trying to be brave, aren’t you?” he asked, a hint of amusement in his tone.
She growled at him softly, not answering.
The next barrage of swats came quickly and sharply, his fingertips snapping down on her lower pussy lips while his palm landed directly on her rapidly reddening mound. She didn’t have to reach down to know that intense heat was radiating off her thoroughly punished pussy, and she squirmed violently, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes.
Bucking her head upwards, Katie caught a glance of his hand descending between her legs. Her pussy was now an angry red, and a sob came up out of nowhere and caught in her throat.
He was really punishing her.
The spanking continued for what seemed like ages, and as Katie continued to squirm powerlessly against her bonds she felt a sense of humiliated horror mix in with the overwhelming sting. Each swat was now accompanied by a wet slapping sound that left her blushing crimson.
She was becoming horribly, shamefully aroused.
He finally paused, and his next words sent a chill down her spine and raised goosebumps all over her naked body.
“Naughty girls aren’t meant to be brave when they’re punished. They’re meant to beg.”
And with that she felt him maneuver himself so that each of his knees was pressing down against one of her legs, continuing to hold them wide apart and freeing his left hand to glide down over her stomach and settle on her burning outer lips. Slowly, deliberately, he spread them open with two of his fingers to expose her swollen bundle of nerves.
“No… please…” she mumbled, but her words were swallowed by her own panties.
Raising his right hand once again, Richard brought three fingers down hard and fast, directly on her clit. Katie screamed, her resolve instantly gone.
“You’re going to come for me now, Katie,” he stated matter-of-factly as his thumb rested on her sore clit, brushing over it ever so slightly. “It’s going to be a punishment orgasm, and it’s going to hurt.”
Katie gasped at the combination of pleasure and pain pulsing through her and couldn’t help moaning quietly as she subconsciously raised her hips against the light pressure of his thumb.
“You really are a naughty girl,” she heard him say, and she blushed bright red.
He spread her lips even further apart and Katie held her breath, hoping for a firmer touch of his fingers against her needy button. Instead, she watched in horror as he lifted his hand again, then began a steady rhythm of sharp spanks to her most sensitive spot.
It was incredibly painful, but a disturbingly intense crescendo was beginning to build in her core as he punished her poor little nub. She struggled desperately, drumming her feet on the carpet and crying out loudly, but still his fingers slapped down mercilessly again and again on her now swollen, quivering clit. Whether she wanted it or not, Katie felt herself being pulled helplessly over the edge toward a devastating climax.
Her moans turned into a continuous wail as she came brutally hard between two of his punishing spanks, and her body crumpled to the floor, no longer straining for escape. Her captor stopped the spanking at last, resting his hand gently on her bright red, thoroughly chastised pussy.
“You took your punishment well, Katie,” he soothed. “Now it’s time for you to apologize for being so naughty earlier.”
Despite being utterly spent, Katie felt her hackles rise. Apologize? He had just pinned her to the ground, tied her up, stuffed her own panties in her mouth, and spanked her pussy and her clit unbelievably hard, and now he wanted her to apologize? Fuck that.
Since she was gagged and thus couldn’t tell him exactly how she felt about his apology demand, she settled on glaring at him as he continued, hoping the message would come across.
“In a moment, I’m going to sit you up and take your panties out of your mouth. Then you’re going to be a good girl and suck my cock to make up for treating it so badly before. You’re going to swallow everything I give you,” he paused to let that sink in, and Katie began to protest through her gag, but he held a finger up to her lips, silencing her. “If you call out for help or resist me in any way, I’ll restrain you again and use my belt on your bare bottom. Is that clear, young lady?”
Katie sighed around her gag. She had to admit to herself that there were worse things in the world than giving a hot man a blowjob, and she was more than ready to have her underwear taken out of her mouth and her hands untied. And if she was being really honest with herself, she wouldn’t mind seeing his cock a little more close up…
She nodded her head in defeat.
“Good girl,” he said as he slowly moved off her and reached to untie her hands, then helped her stand up. Katie immediately attempted to remove the gag, but her captor easily gathered her hands in one of his and held them firmly as he pulled the bunched-up garment from her mouth.
They held each other’s gaze for a moment, him still holding her hands and looking skeptically at her as if expecting her to scream for help. When she didn’t, he pulled a throw pillow off the nearby couch and placed it on the floor in front of Katie before gently guiding her down to kneel on it.
Releasing her wrists, he slowly undid the button and zipper on his slacks, then let them fall to the ground. Katie stared at the large bulge in his underwear that was now mere inches from her face. She watched with wide eyes as he lowered his boxers, revealing his gloriously rock-hard length. It hung teasingly close to her mouth, and she had to fight the urge to immediately stick out her tongue for a taste.
Her earlier assault had obviously not been enough to do any actual damage to his magnificent member, but she did notice a slight wince cross his face as his cock hardened further. She reached to take hold of it and begin the assignment he’d given her, but he stopped her.
“You’re going to take your time, naughty girl. You needed a lesson in how to treat this cock earlier, didn’t you?”
Katie’s cheeks burned as she responded. “Yes…”
“Then you’ll kiss it better before you begin.”
She stared up at him with her mouth slightly open, judging if he was serious. Her blush extended all the way down her bare chest now. When she saw no humor in his expression, she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock quickly.
“Keep going, young lady,” he said huskily.
She scooched closer and dipped her head, starting at the base of his cock and kissing all the way up until she reached the tip. Darting her eyes up to gauge his reaction, she stuck her tongue out and slowly swirled it around the head. He rewarded her with a soft groan, encouraging her to continue, and after dipping down to the base of his cock once more, Katie licked from the bottom to the top several times before opening her mouth wide and taking in his full length.
He growled deep in his throat, and Katie began to glide up and down his shaft, quickening her pace as she reached a hand up to lightly massage his balls. She made sure to swirl her tongue around the head when she reached it, which she could tell he appreciated by the twitch of his cock each time.
He let her pleasure him for several enjoyable minutes before she felt his hand on the back of her head, his fingers weaving between her long hair and tightening their grip until he was holding her firmly at the roots. He wasn’t pulling her hair, but he was able to control every motion of her head and neck.
She looked up at him and he met her eyes. There was nothing harsh in his expression, but there was definitely something dark there—a possessive, almost animalistic hunger.
Then he pushed his cock deep into her throat, holding her there until she gagged slightly before pulling her back enough to take a breath. As he began fucking her mouth slowly and deeply, Katie pushed against his legs with her hands, slightly panicking at her sudden lack of control. That only seemed to awaken something more in him, and he began to move faster and harder until with one final, powerful thrust he spurted his seed deep into her throat, giving her no choice but to swallow every last drop.
“That’s my good girl,” he said gruffly as he pulled out of her mouth, and a little part of her melted while the recently spanked part of her clenched hard.
Maybe this wasn’t going to be so horrible after all.
Leaving her kneeling on the pillow, he walked into the kitchen like he owned the place and tore a paper towel from the roll, then dampened it with warm water. She couldn’t help but enjoy the view as he returned to stand in front of her, his slowly softening member no less captivating than it had been when it was fully erect.
As he knelt in front of her and tenderly cleaned her mouth and face, Katie’s blush returned and she was suddenly very aware of the small puddle forming on the pillow beneath her. She watched as her suddenly nurturing captor lifted his boxers and slacks into place before he extended his hand to help her stand. Since she’d been a good girl and followed all his directions—aside from the cock kicking earlier—maybe he would let her dress and forego the kidnapping he had planned?
“Are you ready to accompany me to my car, Katie?” he asked, dashing all her hopes.
“Can’t we just… stay here?” she tried in as sweet and alluring a tone as she could muster.
“That wasn’t one of your choices,” he replied firmly.
Katie mentally calculated her options. She knew she would never be able to take him down physically, but maybe if she could gain his trust enough she could create a distraction and have a chance at bolting.
“Yes, just give me a minute and I’ll be ready,” she stalled, eyeing the tattered pile of her clothing on the floor. “I’ll go and get some new clothes from my closet.”
She felt him grip her wrist before she could move.
“You already had a chance to walk down to my car with your clothes on like a good girl. Now you’ve lost that privilege.”
Privilege?
“There’s no way I’m walking out of here naked,” she stated in the firmest tone she could muster, but he just grinned infuriatingly.
“Well, it’s a good thing you won’t be walking then,” he replied simply, before scooping her up and draping her unceremoniously over his shoulder.