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“But why?” I shake my head. “I’ve done nothing wrong!”
He strokes my stinging ass with his open palm. “Cause your ass is so beautiful, and I want to see the red marks of my belt across it?—”
“Your belt!”
“Aye.” He gives my ass quick, soft spanks, peppering my skin with sharp pats that instantly make me wet. “And you’ve changed me, yes. You’ve taught me patience.” He punctuates the syllable with harder spanks. “And not to be an ass, aye. But you’ll never, ever change me from being the beast, the one who will take control over this beautiful body and make it come, hard and plenty.”
“Threat or promise?” I gasp between spanks.
“Both.” His rough palm smooths over my stinging curves as he speaks. “I don’t want you thinking you’re the one in charge. I’ll continue to learn from you. Become a better human, aye. But I’ll die before I’m not the head of my household. And you’ll obey me.”
My head snaps over my shoulder to meet his eyes. “Or pay the consequences, yeah I’ve heard you say something like that before, but didn’t you learn from sending me off that being controlling?—”
He cuts my words off into a gasp as he grabs the hair at the back of my neck, wrapping it tightly around his fist. “I learned that you and I are going to be together forever. That I’ll never leave you. And you’ll never leave me.” He tugs, the pain at the nape of my neck sending sharp tingles dancing across my skin as my head pulls back.
“And?” I hiss.
“And I’m still in control. Will always be in control.” His mouth finds the delicate skin just below my ear, sucking and nipping at my neck. “I’ll protect you. Defend you. And care for you.”
“And I’ll obey?” I ask.
“Yes.”
“And when I don’t want to obey?” I ask.
His hand remains twisted in my hair. His body moves behind me, leaning to one side. I can’t turn my head to see what he does, but I hear the distinct sound of the metal buckle of his belt clacking against the hardwood floors as he tugs it from the loops of his earlier discarded pants.
I’ve never been struck with a leather belt. As with all new experiences with Callum, the idea fills me with equal parts foggy fear and desire-laden curiosity.
There’s a faint buzzing sound. Oh God. He’s got the vibrator again.
“I am the head of our household.” His hand brushes my inner thigh as he brings the buzzing torture device to my still throbbing clit. It hums along my swollen, sensitive bud, making my pussy clench.
“I am responsible for the safety and well-being of everyone in that house.” He tugs my hair. I arch my back, crying out as I start to come.
“And you will respect my headship. Do you want the vibrator inside you while I whip your ass?” he asks.
“I have to decide? I have to choose which torture?—”
“Aye.” The tip of the bullet-shaped toy leaves my overstimulated clit, playing with the wet entrance of my pussy.
“I don’t know if I can take more.” My poor clitoris…it’s aching. If I don’t say yes, the toy will still be around, and he might return to my sore clit.
I’d be safer with the vibrator tucked inside me, wouldn’t I?
He pushes the toy inside me. Waves of pleasure thrum through my pussy, making my womb feel hot and heavy. My nipples tighten, and my breasts ache.
I manage to get out, “I—I’ll keep…it in.”
“Good girl. I knew you could take more.” He pushes a button, and the toy turns off. It fills my pussy. I can squeeze my muscles around it, getting a hint of relief from the aching desire that plagues me.
Flattening his freed palm between my shoulder blades, he guides me down to the floor, burying my breasts into the soft, shaggy rug. My cheek presses into the rug as well.
He unwraps my hair from his hand. “Stay there. Tits down. Ass up. Yes, sir?”
His dirty mouth makes me grow wetter. “Y—yes sir,” I stammer.
I press my palms into the carpet, my knees digging into the ground, my ass high and bare and vulnerable to his punishments.
