Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 95627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95627 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 478(@200wpm)___ 383(@250wpm)___ 319(@300wpm)
It was tempting, the sight of her on her knees before me, offering submission in place of the punishment she deserved.
But she was still going to get punished.
Consequences couldn't be bartered away with pleasure, no matter how sweet.
"Do you think your apology is going to be enough to make up for what you did? I was forced to leave an important meeting, to let others handle my responsibilities because I had to go chase after you." My voice was tight with controlled rage, each word measured.
"Please, let me try." She ran her hands over my thighs, the heat of her palms scorching through the fabric, up to my hard cock, stroking it through my pants for a moment, before sliding my zipper down with agonizing slowness.
"Then try." I shrugged, feigning indifference while my blood pounded in my veins. "But when it's not enough, I'm still going to punish that sweet ass of yours."
"I'm sorry," she said as she took my cock out, running her soft hands from the root to the tip. And then she leaned up to kiss the tip, a barely there brush of her lips, before running her tongue over my shaft then sucking the head into her mouth, her eyes never leaving mine.
The way her hot little tongue explored me was fucking heaven, the wet heat of her mouth a stark contrast to the room’s chill.
But she should already have been on her knees when I got home every single day, ready to suck my cock to say thank you for everything I had given her, everything I was going to give her.
Her lips were soft, warm, and just not enough.
I could only think of her running from me.
Right now, I was too angry to let her take care of me, too far gone to be soothed by her belated submission.
Too bad for her. She wasn’t going to take her punishment away from me.
I grabbed her hair, fisting it to hold her head still as I thrust my cock to the back of her throat.
She gagged and tried to pull away, her eyes widening in panic, but I held her still for a good fifteen seconds, feeling her throat contract around me.
When I pulled back it was only to let her take a quick, gasping breath before I pushed in again.
I fucked her throat hard and fast, the tears spilling down her cheeks turning her blue eyes impossibly bright, like sapphires catching the light.
Still I fucked her harder, waiting until she gave up trying to pull away from me and went lax in my grip, surrendering completely to my control.
She thought she was going to apologize with a sweet blowjob? Fuck no. I just used the opportunity to fuck her smart mouth before her real punishment began.
When I had enough of her throat gagging around my now spit-slicked cock, I pushed her off of me, watching her fall back onto her hands on the wood floor, her chest heaving as she gulped in air.
"Get up," I demanded. "That's not good enough."
"But I—" Her voice was hoarse, broken.
"Get up," I said again as I laced my fingers back in her hair and pulled her to her feet. "Take your jeans off."
It wasn't a request. She froze, her lips still slick with spit and my cock still out and throbbing, begging for more.
I turned her around, pressing my hard cock against her ass as I undid the button of her jeans and pushed them down her thighs, the fabric catching on her knees, causing her to stumble.
"Please, I'll be good," she cried as I bent her over the edge of the bed. "Just not the belt again, please."
Her pale ass glowed in the moonlight streaming through the large windows, the skin still bearing faint marks from our last encounter. I ran my hand over one cheek, its warmth radiating against my palm. "The belt? Princess, we are so far past the belt."
I pressed the head of my cock, still slick with her spit, to her puckered little hole and immediately she panicked, her entire body tensing like a bowstring.
"No, you wouldn't." Viktoria wasn't begging anymore.
She was demanding. That was the problem.
I pressed in and despite her fighting, her body opened for me, welcomed me in the tightest grip I had ever felt, the resistance only completing my conquest.
"The more you fight, the worse this is going to get," I said between gritted teeth. Fuck, her body was so hot, this was going to be over before she learned her lesson. "For you, that is. It's just going to get better for me."
I thrust into her over and over, forcing her body to accept my shaft, the sight of her submission fueling my pleasure.
The more she screamed and swore at me the harder I fucked her virgin ass. I wanted to be selfish. This was supposed to be a brutal punishment, but I couldn't just leave her wanting.