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“That’s true enough,” Murtagh chuckled from his seat. I gritted my teeth as Caspian’s hand tightened on my left cheek.
“Just let me go, and I won’t tell anyone about this,” I whispered.
“Enough, little mouse. I think it’s time for your punishment to begin,” Caspian said darkly, and every muscle in my body tensed in anticipation of that very first slap.
“Please,” I tried one last time, but his palm inevitably left my cheek and came back down firmly enough to catch me by surprise.
Fuck. I had totally forgotten about how loud it was. The butler/driver could definitely also hear what was going on, and that made everything so much worse. I slapped my free hand over my mouth, desperate to keep quiet for the whole thing.
I would be strong and independent.
Go women!
His hand fell a second time, and the infernal sting crept back in like a sudden summer rain. It hit me by surprise, and I remembered something else.
Spankings hurt and I didn’t know how I’d survived that first one, but Caspian’s hand stung just as much as Murtagh’s had, if not more. How was I going to survive again?
I lifted my head. It was dark outside, and another thought hit me. What if the windows weren’t blacked out? What if the people we were driving by on the street outside could see this happening, could see my bare bottom turning pink from his hand?
At the right angle, I could look in the window and see my reflection, and the twin peaks of my ass were staring straight back at me like a pale glowing target.
I didn’t like that view; I felt it wasn’t flattering to say the least, and it sure as fuck didn’t make me feel any better. I didn’t want to be a fly on my own wall. I didn’t want to be here. I wanted to be anywhere else. Literally anywhere.
Caspian’s hand fell a third time, and the fact that this was all real suddenly hit me. This wasn’t some story in some of those smutty romance novels I read from time to time. This wasn’t a scene in a movie. I was really getting my ass spanked in the back of a moving car, and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
The worst part of it all was that I knew I deserved it. I shouldn’t have stolen the ring, but I couldn’t help myself and if I hadn’t, I probably wouldn’t even be in this position in the first place.
“No!” I yelped, but his hand fell again, and the infernal sting crept up from nowhere and caught me full on. There was nothing about this that was gentle, and that was quickly becoming apparent with every hard slap of his palm against my bare backside that followed.
“There’s nothing you can do now except take your punishment like a good girl,” Caspian answered, and my heart jumped straight into my throat. I couldn’t even get into a position to bite him. My chin was firmly pressed against the warm leather seats, and I noted that they must be heated too, which wouldn’t help me much at all after this was all over.
“Stop being psychopathic!” I hissed, yelping a little at a particular firm strike that caught the lower curve of my backside. The stinging pain radiated through my core, settling deep within me, and shooting straight down to my clit. I tried to ignore the persistent pulse between my legs, but as his hand spanked me relentlessly, it simply grew stronger and even more tenacious. It was maddening. “Be reasonable!”
“Oh, I am, little mouse. I was going to use a rather elegantly carved wooden paddle on this tight little ass, but I think my hand will suffice for what I have in mind for you,” he answered, and he swatted my bottom so hard that I couldn’t help but squeak out loud. I bit down on my lower lip, trying to keep my vow of silence, but it was becoming more and more difficult the longer this went on.
A fucking wooden paddle? I should be over the moon that he was using his hand. A part of me felt like I should thank him for that, but there was no time to say anything at all because my spanking continued and words failed me. It wasn’t like they mattered. They weren’t going to change anything.
Caspian spanked every inch of my ass, from the upper swells of my cheeks to the place where my ass met my thighs and then lower still, down onto the backs of my legs. Those stung the most, and I tried to take them quietly. I tried to be stoic, but it was as if he was actively fighting against my vow of silence. I bit the inside of my cheek and tried to press my hand back so I could block his, but his hold on my wrist was firm.
For the second time in my life, I realized how little control I had over my own body, that two men had come in, bared me, and spanked me like a naughty little girl. One of them had fucked me, and I wasn’t certain about Caspian yet, but I had a feeling that this was going to end up with his cock inside me, too.
Or maybe that was what I was hoping. I wasn’t sure. Maybe my fears were taking over my brain and telling me that I wanted this when that was absolute insanity.
Who in their right mind would want their bare bottom spanked bright red?
“By the time I’m through with this bare ass, you’re going to promise me that you’re never going to steal from the two of us again,” Caspian scolded, and I rocked my hips back and forth, or at least as much as I was able.
My ass was scalded. Caspian’s stinging palm was no joke. It stung something fierce. Every inch of my backside was on fire. I felt the burning agony straight to my bones, and he was showing no signs of stopping. If anything, the spanking was getting that much harder, and I didn’t know how much I could take.
What I did know was that wasn’t up to me to decide.
His hand bit into my backside, time and time again, and then he started to focus on the backs of my thighs. I tried to take each spank gracefully, but the sting was becoming increasingly overwhelming, and I couldn’t do a damn thing except lie there and take it and fucking survive.
My eyes watered at a particularly hard strike, and I bit back a cry, but I could only do so much. Soon enough, my whines and cries were echoing throughout the car. I no longer cared that Murtagh was watching or that the driver was listening or that people in cars around us might possibly be able to see my spanking.
All I wanted was for it to end.
My panic surged, and I hoped it would be over soon, but I knew that Caspian was going to spank me as hard as he wanted, for as long as he wanted.
