“You don’t enjoy punishing me?” I could not hold back. His words annoyed me. If he was going to beat me up and pretend like he had to do it, then he might as well have my head on a f**g tray. I won’t let him treat me like I was some sort of sorry case and he was treating me like garbage for my own good I was not going to stand for it!
“All you do is punish the and you say you don’t enjoy jamishing the? What if you did enjoy punishing me then? What would be left of my life? What would be left of my f**g holy when you were done with it?” I screamed at him and he just stared night at me. Right into my eyes, not taking his eyes off mine, no even to blink. He just stared at me non stop and I wonder what sick ploy was going on his mind for him to be staring at me in that way.
I was still raging though. I was fumming as I was struggling to catch my breath after yelling at him without stopping to breathe
“Why? You can’t say anything? Cat got your tongue now. You punish me and there’s not a lot I can do about that even though 1 do not deserve most of the punishment that you give to me.
“-1 guess you agree with me that you do deserve to be punished then.” He said cutting me off and I wondered if he was turning his hearing on and off and choosing to hear only when he willed.
How could ignore everything that I had said is far and settle on the fact that I deserved to be punished. Which I didn’t!
said anything about who to and who not to leave the palace with up until now so why am I getting punished for a crime that I did. not even know existed?”
All I did was go out with your brother, how is that even an offense when I was not breaking any rule? You that I did
A small smirk played at the corner of his lips and the tiny slits on his face that he viewed the world with seemed to make me feel small.
“Do not blame me for assuming that you were sensible. It’s common knowledge for a sl**e to know that she only answers to her master.
“Forgive me, first time being a s**e! Maybe I should get a little direction from the other sl**s, oh wait! They all hate me!” I do not have the slightest idea why I said what I said but it felt good to be able to yell at him for once even though I knew that I was about to put myself in serious trouble for it.
“What else could he possibly do?” The voice in my head was screaming and edging me on as I continued to yell at him. “He had already punished me, I could as well let my thoughts out before I left.”
“I see you’re just begging for more punishment aren’t you?” he said and I knew instantly that I should not have listened to that s**id little voice in my s**d head.
What the hell was I thinking? That he was going to let go Scott free after talking back at him? Rudely at that?! What the actual hell?T
“I guess I’m just going to have to punish you again so you can actually learn your lesson this time.” He inched closer and 1 moved further from him until my back was against the wall once again and it felt like the world was about to crash down on
“I thought you understood the fact that I’m your boss. I’m your master so there are things that you should and should not do. There are proper ways to speak to the man you answer and what you just did is not one of them so the earlier I teach you, the faster you learn” He grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me towards him harshly
“Face down before I make you!” he ordered and I knew I was in for it it for sure.
“I promise to be better! We don’t have to do this again. I’ll learn how to talk. I won’t go out with anyone else but you, just don’t do this again. I’ve already had enough”
“ʼn post makes it mih more him when you beg and F11 be tige or to decide when it’s enough or not and right now I’m saying that its not fair down, av upt” he commanded and ith tears ardeaming down my face, I put my head on his table with my
turing his ilimction
Frerend, even though it was just one second Maybe even millisecond, I wonder if would take me in this position. It was a sick thing for someone who was about to get her a** cheek coloured red with imprints of a man’s hands bou I couldn’s help the thoughts that were the king through my mind with my s hanging out of my damp panties all red and a man right behind it.
“You know the drill. He said and I started to count as his hands handled on my a**cheeks and lingered longer than they needed to. Whenever it seemed like my a** was about to catch tie. I lost count and he started again because of it.
He sp***d me so hard that I was so sure that I would start to bleed but I didn’t
My face burnest with humiliation as the full weight of my punishment sank in Aston’s commanding presence and the stinging pain in my backside left me reeling, but what truly mortified me was the unexpected sensation that had accompanied each strike.
With every sp**nk, a strange mistine of pain and pleasure had cursed through me, my body betraying me in the most confusing way
As I stumbled away from Aston, desperate to escape the scene of my humiliation, his parting words echoed in my ears, reminding me of my disgrace. He could smell my arousal, a fact that only added to my shame and embarrassment.
The moment I reached my room, I slammed the door shut, pressing my back against it as if it could shield me from the emotions raging inside me. Sliding down to the floor, I buried my face in my hands, struggling to come to terms with the confusion that consumed me.
“How could I have found that… arousing?” I whispered to myself my voice barely audible in the quiet of my room. It felt as if my body had betrayed me, reacting in a way that I never could have anticipated. I had never been spa***d before, and the experience was both terrifying and exhilarating, leaving me lost in a sea of confusing emotions.
The thin material of my dress would have done little to dampen the impact of Aston’s hand, each strike sent shockwaves of pain and pleasure through my body. I could still feel the ghost of his touch on my skin, a lingering reminder of my punishment.
My mind wandered to the humiliating task of counting each sp**k aloud. The sound of my voice, trembling and unsure. had filled the room, serving as even more evidence of the disgrace he put me through.
When I had forgotten to count, Aston had forced me to start from the beginning, prolonging the pain and ensuring that the shame of my punishment was smeared into my f***g memory
As I sat there on the floor, my thoughts drifted to the life I had left behind and the contrast between it and my new reality. Never in my wildest dreams had I imagined that I would replace myself in such a vulnerable position, my body responding to the firm hand of a man I both feared and desired.
Aston’s words haunted me, the knowledge that he had sensed my arousal adding another layer of humiliation to my already fragile emotional state. How could I face him again, knowing that he was aware of the effect he had on me?
Slowly. I rose to my feet, making my way to the mirror that hung on the wall. My reflection stared back at me, a shadow of the girl I once was. My eyes were blood shot from unshed tears, and my cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. I could see the glaring outline of Aston’s hand on my backside from the moon without needing a telescope, a reminder of my st***dity and the confusing emotions that accompanied it
“You’re stronger than this,” I told myself, my voice trembling with determination. “You’ll get through this, Kira.”
Yet even as I spoke the words, I couldn’t help but wonder if I would ever truly understand the complexity of my relationship with Aston and the strange power he held over me. For now, all I could do was try to make sense of my stu***id emotions and hope that, in time, I would replace a way to navigate the labyrinth that had become my mind.
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