Total pages in book: 92
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86226 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 431(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 287(@300wpm)
“Beg,” he commands again.
“Please, sir. My little hole wants to be spread open by your cock.” The words are so natural they flow from my lips without the slightest hesitation or thought.
His ministrations freeze, and he chuckles. “Oh, my dirty, dirty girl. Having you call me sir was a spontaneous request, but I like it. I think we’ll keep it that way. And I think I finally have found your first real punishment. That building orgasm inside of you will remain right where it is.” He spanks my pussy hard, forcing me to release the spread of my skin. “For now.”
Phoenix stands up and pushes me down on all fours. “Stay bent over.”
I try to regain my breath and steady my raging emotions. Tears well up in my eyes, and I can’t think straight. I can’t process. All I can do is stare at my spread fingers against the wooden floor as I hear the sound of a belt being removed from the loops of Phoenix’s pants.
“Every single night and every single morning you will receive a lashing from my belt. The severity will all depend on how good of a girl you have been leading up to it.”
Before I can process his words, the stinging crash of leather against skin has me howling out. The pain radiates all the way to my needy pussy, only intensifying my out-of-control hunger.
“Please,” I plead as he whips me once again.
“Yes, dove. Keep begging.”
“Please…”
“Are you begging for me to stop belting you, or to fuck you?”
He brings the belt down against my sensitive ass again, but rather than crying, I moan.
The belt falls upon me again, and I moan some more.
“Little pain slut. You like when I spank your ass as you pray I’ll eventually fuck you.”
Tears of shame and humiliation fall as my orgasm builds inside of me. My body becomes more alive with every searing swat. Yes. I want to be fucked. I want to be fucked hard. But not before he finishes the discipline—the most twisted and sexual punishment one could imagine. My mind screams no. My ass screams for mercy. But my core, my inner being, my soul begs for more.
Just as the most intense explosion is about to release, Phoenix ceases the spanking.
I cry out even louder than I ever did during the spanking.
“Yes, my dove. I’m going to enjoy this very much.”
His footsteps head to the door, and I turn my head to see him holding the door handle. My heart falls to my stomach as I still remain in position for more.
“No,” I whisper so low I am sure Phoenix can’t hear me. I don’t want him to leave. No.
“I’ll be back. I’ll come in later with the comforts you have earned today.”
Chapter
Twenty
Phoenix
I can’t watch the video of Ani any longer or my cock will explode.
“Holy fucking Christ,” I say to myself.
She’s a hot piece of ass. I can’t look away from this woman I shouldn’t like. I shouldn’t.
Liking her has made me weak. Liking her has made me act like a Godwin never does. Liking her has made me soft.
A sense of primal possession surges through me. Part of me wants to be outside her door. Keeping her safe. Making sure no one can enter the room. Ever.
Yes, she’s a captive, but she is my captive. Any man who dares to go near her will be a dead man. Don’t even talk to her. No contact at all.
There’s no one here… but if there was.
Insanity is taking hold again. She brings out the madness. I feel it. I hear the beating of the crazy drum.
No one will ever even lay eyes on this woman again. Only me. Only me!
My attention is pulled back to the screen where Ani’s shaved pussy is visible. Holly Hell.
Smirking, I shake my head. I am a kinky son of a bitch.
Trying to refocus, I glance down at the list of comfort items, making sure I don’t forget anything. Ani will be earning her items one at a time. For now, I furnished the room next door to hers so I have all the pieces on hand. I’ll hold back no expenses. It will be better than the guest room furniture she recovered with. Only the best linens, a four-poster bed more elegant than the last, rugs, drapes, art. Have it all. Hopefully, my dove earns it all.
When I glance back at the monitor, my cock grows hard. She’s so bare. Her sexy pink pussy is smooth and mouthwateringly delicious.
Focus, asshole. Focus.
I’ll want security beefed up during her stay here. Her location is on a need-to-know basis. Only my most trusted inner circle and no one else. No one.
There’s Daphne and Apollo to consider, but I’ll address that as it comes.
I will execute every detail with the utmost attention. I run a tight ship, and everyone who works for me knows just how detail-oriented and what a perfectionist I am. My demands are high, but my rewards are plenty.