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I felt so exposed. In this position, it felt like my pussy was on complete display. I pressed my thighs together, trying to hide, but I knew it did no good. To make matters worse, I could feel my own arousal as my legs slid against one another. I whimpered, embarrassed and aroused and altogether too impossibly needy.

For a moment, I seesawed back and forth, and I shrieked again, fearful my face might smash into the rocks beneath me. In a rush, I curled my fingers around his ankle, holding on for dear life.

“I’ve got you, little thief. You can trust me,” he said softly, and I realized in that moment that I did.

Then he laid the belt across my bare cheeks, and I snapped my lips shut, my eyes opening wide.

Oh, gods.

This was suddenly very real, very fast.

“Wait!” I protested, but that didn’t stop him. Instead, he just yanked the belt away from me and brought it back down.

The first lash didn’t just take my breath away. It stole it.

An arc of pure fire bloomed across my backside, the pain so acute that I gasped and lurched forward. But his strong hand held me firmly in place, my torso dangling over his muscular leg. I could feel his arousal pressed against me, hard and insistent, and I was surprised by the flood of wetness between my legs.

He whipped the belt down again, this time striking my upper thighs. The air surged right out of my lungs as a much stingier line of blazing flame radiated across the backs of my thighs, but then he paused, trailing the belt across my punished skin teasingly slowly.

The anticipation was killing me, and the desire pooling in my center was only making things worse.

He struck me again, this time a bit higher up on the back of my thighs. It stung like nothing I had ever felt before, the painshooting straight through me and settling deep in my core. I drew in a breath, trying to contend with the sting, but it was almost too much to bear for a long second.

Soon though, it quelled into a simmering burn that smoldered and sank deep into my core. A wave of pleasure soon followed, and my clit pulsed so hard that I nearly pitched forward, but true to his word, his hold kept me right where he wanted me.

My breathing was ragged, and I could feel the pulse between my thighs pounding with each lash. I was both embarrassed and ashamed of the wetness there, knowing he could probably see it glistening all over my skin, and my heart pounded in my chest.

“Hades,” I breathed.

Another strike, this one right at the curve of my ass.

A strangled cry left my throat.

“My belt leaves such beautiful marks on this bare little ass,” he purred, and I blushed, clenching my cheeks. I still felt a bit bashful about how exposed I was, but he didn’t let me dwell on it for very long.

He didn’t wait for more than a few seconds. Then he lashed me again and again. The sting was becoming more and more unbearable, and I writhed against him, thinking that maybe I couldn’t take much more of this, but then he stopped again, this time to graze his fingers up and down the backs of my thighs, his touch leaving trails of fire in his wake. Then his fingertips glanced over my pussy, and I gasped, a surge of heat shooting straight to my clit.

Gods.

What was he doing to me?

The next few lashes were lighter, a warning almost, and then he struck me again, the blow harder than any other he had given me, but it didn’t hurt as much this time. In fact, it jostled my cheeks in a way that a wave of pleasure arced through me, fiercer and more intense than any of the ones before it.

My body quivered, and I bit my lip, trying not to moan. I couldn’t believe how impossibly aroused I was.

Several more lashes of the belt licked my bare ass, but they no longer hurt very much at all.

In fact, it was almost pleasurable.

He paused, and I felt the strap trace the curve of my ass, then slide between my thighs. The tip of it nudged against my clit and my inner walls clenched so tight that I almost came.

“Please,” I whined.

He chuckled, and then without warning, he began to lay into me again. This time, he was relentless. Blow after blow fell against my ass and the back of my thighs. My eyes burned, and I could feel the tears threatening to spill, but still I did not break.

Instead, a floating sort of sensation spiraled through me, and I took each one with grace. My fingers tingled and my toes curled, and the rest of the world fell away for just a little while under the lash of his belt. Before too long, I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure.

The chances of anyone being nearby were slim, but if they were, they were certainly getting an earful and an eyeful. Heat raced up my neck onto my face and I arched my back. A particularly harsh strike lashed on the lower curve of my bottom, and I cried out. It hurt, but it also felt really good.

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