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Red and angry, a perfectly defined belt imprint emerged on her skin. ‘Ask for another.’

‘Please. May I have another one, Sir?’

The second crack made her whimper loudly, her arse wiggling as she worked to fight the bite of the leather. Kneeling, I traced my tongue over the welt, savouring the mark’s heat against it.

‘More, please?’ she begged when I stood.

‘You’ve taken two. I’m going to give you another eight. Don’t release your hands until I do.’

Slipping my hand into her hair, I grasped firmly, revelling in the way she arched her back.

‘Count them for me.’

‘Three,’ her voice cracked as I aimed my next stroke lower and thrashed her upper thighs.

‘Such a good little slut.’

‘Four.’

‘You’re doing so well.’

‘Five.’ A breathy grunt followed, her grip on the wooden post tightening until her knuckles turned white.

‘You suffer so beautifully for me.’

Giving her a brief reprieve, I placed my belt on her back and slid the hand that wasn’t in her hair down beneath her panties. Seeing her so affected for me made my dick strain in my pants. She was so fucking divine in her distress.

‘Fucking soaked.’ A shiver ran through her body as I slid a finger into her, staying still, knowing that this would inflict more torture than any movement could.

She rocked her hips to gain some friction, but I held her tight between my hands. My low chuckle made her curse.

‘So impatient,’ I whispered, leaning down to kiss her shoulder. ‘I’ve waited weeks to have you right here. I will not rush it.’

‘Please, fuck me?’ her voice was muffled as she pressed her face against her arm.

‘No.’

Her following groan elicited a grin from me, and the delightful squeak she emitted when I withdrew my finger made delivering the next four strokes effortless.

Pulling her head up by her silken hair as she gasped nine, I saw her cheeks glistening.

‘Are you crying from pain or frustration?’ I asked.

‘Need,’ she panted.

‘One more to go, my sweet liar.’

The last stroke landed with a crack that made her breath hitch between sobs. I dropped to my knees and pulled her panties to her feet, pressing my tongue to her wet cunt.

‘Thank you,’ she gasped, and I groaned against her, losing myself in her sweet, salty taste. I teased her clit with a nip, coaxing a mewl from her, and as I pressed my tongue inside her, her thighs shook with pleasure.

‘Such a delightful pet,’ I said into her pussy, my words vibrating against her clit. ‘I’m going to make you come, but not yet.’

When I turned her to face me, a blend of fury and lust adorned her features. Grinning, I lowered her to the floor, securing her wrists with my belt and fastening them to the bedpost. It wasn’t perfect, but it should hold her.

Undoing my trousers, I pulled my dick out and stood in front of her, rubbing the tip against her mouth.

‘I don’t know how to do it,’ she said, her tongue wetting her lips.

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