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“I’ve been gentle with you so far, Zazie-girl, but I think it’s about time you learned what a real punishment at my hand is like,” he warned, and my insides felt like they were suddenly my outsides as my stomach plummeted to the bottom of my toes.
“Listen. I get it. I shouldn’t have grabbed the bracelet. There. End of discussion,” I said, but Murtagh shook his head.
“That’s not how this is going to go, little girl,” he replied, his voice dark and full of painful promises.
A nervous shiver raced down my spine, and I tried to pull away from him again, but the effort was futile. He pulled me between his thighs and my nipples chose that exact moment to harden into tight little points. My clit pulsed like an annoying, goddamn little traitor, and I ignored it the best I could manage.
I was naked, and utterly exposed.
He was fully dressed. The dichotomy between us was so vast that it seemed insurmountable.
This was so not fair.
The fact that I was turned on made it even worse.
I didn’t know why I was even admitting that to myself. I didn’t want to be turned on. This was undoubtably about to culminate in a spanking, so I didn’t understand why my body was reacting this way. I shouldn’t be getting aroused by the fact that Murtagh was about to punish me.
“Murtagh,” I whined.
“You’ll call me sir when you’re about to be punished, little girl,” he replied and immediately my insides clenched. I couldn’t help it.
My thighs tensed, and that was when I realized that I was wet and not just a little wet. The kind of wet where it was dripping down my inner thighs.
This was not good.
Not good at all.
My breathing quickened, and Murtagh leaned forward, his breath hot against the shell of my ear as he whispered, “Answer me properly.”
I gulped before I could stop myself, the sound loud enough for him to hear. Eventually, I managed to open my mouth and mutter the words he wanted.
“Yes, sir.”
“That’s my good girl. Now, tell me in your own words why you’re about to be punished,” he coaxed, and I turned my head, unwilling to say anything at all, at least for now.
I knew why.
I was going to be punished because I’d put us all in danger by ignoring any semblance of self-control and grabbing the bracelet because it was pretty and shiny.
It had been a stupid thing to do, and I should’ve known better.
That didn’t mean I had to say it out loud.
But when his hand landed across my left ass cheek, the crack echoed off the walls of the room, and I jumped, the sting catching me by surprise.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, little girl,” he demanded, and I shuffled back and forth from one foot to the other while I tried to accept how exactly I’d gotten myself into this situation again without really even meaning to.
“Because I grabbed the bracelet,” I muttered.
“And what else?” he coaxed.
“I put us all in danger,” I whispered, feeling smaller and smaller by the second.
“You put yourself in danger, and I cannot allow that,” he continued.
“Can’t I just promise not to do it again?” I tried, knowing full well that it wasn’t going to work, but needing to try anyway.
There was a pregnant pause as he ignored me, and then he asked, “Are you ready for your punishment?”
