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“HEY!”
“Oh. Oh, you think I should just trust you?”
My eyes plead with him. He nods. “Mm. Very pretty,” and he tugs the cable tie a couple of notches tighter.
“What are you going to do with me?” I hate the weak tremors in my voice.
He reaches around to prod my shoulder-blade, pushing me toward the front door. He stops me and picks up the P226 from the counter.
Outside the rain is heavier than ever.
He has a black Land Rover Defender waiting on the muddy dirt road. He walks behind me, nudging my back. When we reach the car, I start forward to run downhill. Before I take a step, his arm curls around my waist.
He holds my elbow as he opens the car door. I shrug his hand away and dash. I get across the road and three bounds down the slope before he brings me down against the wet grassy bank.
I struggle to get free but he holds on tight. All I succeed in doing is getting a few inches out of my camo pants. They slide down to my thighs. Rain soaks the two of us. I can hardly hear him through the splashing and patter, but I think he’s laughing. Or he could be raging. I keep trying to shimmy away, but now my cotton panties are soaked and askew, too.
He gets halfway up, on one knee, holding me down easily with one hand on my back.
The open palm of his other hand slaps hard on my ass. As a red glow seeps the sting deep into my cheek and out across my ass and the top of my thigh, he slaps me again. Harder.
The rain multiplies the racking humiliation that electrifies me and wipes through me.
And again he slaps me, on the very same spot. And again. Each spank lands with more of a cracking force than the last.
He lifts me and drops me across his knee. Now I can hear him rage.
“How rough do you want this to get?”
He spanks me in another stinging volley, each time landing the flat of his hand in exactly the same place. With every blow, his hand stays longer, like he’s savoring the reddening heat. As well as the grip he’s taking on my bare, wet ass.
Neither the cold nor the wet of the weather can explain my other reactions, though. My thighs clench and they spark and tingle. Feathers and fountains flutter and fly like starbursts in my stomach. And my pussy is pulsing so much it aches.
“If you want to fuck with me,” he snarls, yanking the twisted mess of my panties farther down until they’re a wet rope constricting my thighs, “Then I’m going to fuck with you.”
I’m shaking and sobbing, “No. No!”
But I’m desperate for him to hear,Yes. Please! Yes!
He goes on spanking, harder and harder, and I’m shaking deeper and deeper inside. There’s no sign that he hears me at all. I guess that’s a win.
Roughly, he turns me over. Drops me on my knees onto the wet grass. Holds my chin in his hand and squeezes my cheek.
“I trusted you. That was what you wanted.”
He squeezes harder. With the other hand, he pinches my nipple hard through the soaking tee-shirt.
Tears and rain stream down my face so I can’t tell which is which.
“You made me trust you. You meant that. Didn’t you. That was what you wanted. Wasn’t it?”
I nod. “Yes!” I wail as cold rain sloshes in my mouth.
He slaps my face. Hard enough to sting. It’s hard to tell in the downpour, but I think he’s welling up, too.
“Should I stick my cock in your mouth or up your ass?”
I nod. Fast. “Yes.” And hard. “Please.”
