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My heart jumps into my throat as he positions me in the center.
“You did well,” he says, and my heart sings at the praise. He lifts one hand above my head, securing my wrist to the wall with a soft yet tight leather cuff that attaches to one of the metal hooks.
“But now it’s time for your punishment.”
17
KRISTOF
“My punishment?”
Alena watches me with wide, doe eyes. Her confusion is evident, especially since I just praised her. I carefully secure her second wrist as I talk.
“You are following the rules and have earned praise for that. However, I’m not letting your earlier bratty behavior stand. You spoke back to me, you were bratty and petulant, and that needs punishing.”
A soft oh sound escapes her, and when I step back, her brow is furrowed in thought.
“I’m sorry,” she says, and from the openness in her eyes, I’m inclined to believe her.
“Sorry is for after the punishment.” I secure her ankles next, pulling her spreadeagle against the wall, and it takes all my strength to resist her pussy when it’s so close.
With that, I leave her tied to the wall and head out of the room to the box I left on the stairs. I had planned for a punishment, but honestly, I didn’t expect her to agree to my rules so easily. She’s strong and confident, even if she’s uncertain, and her agreement hints that she’s telling the truth about wanting to be here, but I’m taking no risks. Watching her play with herself was incredibly erotic, and my cock is so swollen that a deep ache has settled low in my abdomen.
I’m desperate, but I will be true to my word.
I won’t fuck her until she asks for me.
From the case, I choose a black leather nine-tails and return to Alena. Her eyes widen at the sight of the toy, and I hold it up, already knowing the answer to my next question.
“Do you know what this is?”
“No, Sir.”
A deeply pleased shiver rolls down my spine every time she calls me Sir. She’s almost impossible to resist.
“This is a nine-tails. It’s an impact play toy, and I’ve decided it’s the perfect thing to whip you into shape.” I smirk, and she nods frantically, wetting her cherry-red lips.
“With each strike, I expect you to thank me and keep count, do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replies, and her jaw tightens faintly as if she’s preparing herself for what’s coming. It’s a test as much as it’s a punishment. Excitement throbs through me. I raise the whip, her eyes widen, and I bring it down firmly on her breasts.
Each thin leather strip makes its own sharp sound as I strike her flesh, and she jumps against the wall, her eyes blowing wide.
“One,” she gasps. “Thank you, Sir.”
Nine red trails flare up across her breasts, painting a crisscross against her pale skin, and my cock twitches painfully in my jeans. This is going to be a challenge.
The next strike is across her abdomen, and she gasps loudly, rising up onto her tiptoes while the sharp slap of the strike echoes in the room.
“Two, thank you, Sir,” she says breathlessly. Her chest heaves, and her teeth snag on her lower lip as I raise the whip once more.
The next strike is over her other breast, and Alena braces for the impact. As leather strikes, she gasps out, and the sound goes straight to my cock. Everything about her, from voice to body, appeals to me, and it takes every ounce of my strength to keep myself as calm and impassive as I can be.
“Three,” she gasps. “Thank–thank you, Sir.”
So begins our routine. With steady, controlled strikes, I bring the nine tails down over Alena’s body over and over again. From her breasts to her stomach, I strike her repeatedly, and the sound of leather striking flesh is music to my ears. She thanks me for each one and keeps counting just as I asked her to do. Color blooms across her skin, painting a pattern of red lines across her breasts, nipples, and tummy. She pants and yelps but maintains her strength for the most part.
Until I include her inner thighs in my strikes.
