SHADOWED FATE

“I told you not to scream, sunshine. Don’t make me increase the count. It’s your punishment,” he stated coldly, delivering another brutal blow. He repeated the assault seven more times, each strike sending waves of pain radiating through my body.

When he finally stopped, I took a sharp, ragged breath, feeling like I had been holding it in for an eternity. I had bitten my lips so hard to stifle any cries that they were now swollen and throbbing. I wanted to squeeze my thighs together to ease the arousal building in my inner thighs, but I resisted, knowing it would only provoke him further.

I hated my body for reacting this way to pain, for betraying me in the face of such brutality. My clit throbbed with agony, yet my pussy yearned for more, a sickening mix of pleasure and pain coursing through me. More tears spilled from my eyes, the torment of my situation overwhelming me.

“I’ll spank your cunt again ten more times if your jeans go down,” he ordered, his voice dripping with menace