Page 15 of Grimm

He chuckled. “No.” His hand stilled. A resounding smack shocked her and threw her off balance. She shuffled forward a step and caught herself before she fell on her face.

“I meant spanking.”

She righted her position and craned her neck to glare at him over her shoulder. “No. I was never—no one ever beat me.”

He raised his left eyebrow, arching it. “I didn’t say beat, I said spank. You’ll understand the difference in a minute. Hold steady, Daniella. And don’t put your hands in my way, or I’ll bind them. Understood?”

“You can’t—” The sharp smack of his hand against her ass cut off her protest. She gripped the edges of the bench as he continued his assault. Repeatedly, his hand slapped her ass cheeks. What started out as a surprise sting, quickly morphed into a heated fire across her entire ass.

She wiggled, trying to get away from the blows, but his hand on her back held her in place.

“You don’t question me. You don’t ignore me. You do exactly as you’re told every time.” He stressed his words with a fire squad of hard swats. “Otherwise, you’ll find yourself in this position often.” He lowered his aim and fired rapid smacks to the tops of her thighs.

She danced from foot to foot, her groans ramping up along with his intensity.

“Please! William! Stop!” she cried out, fresh tears springing to her eyes. She would not allow them to fall. Not for him. Not like this. “I’m sorry!” She stomped her foot. “I won’t question you again. I’m sorry!”

He let go of her back, wrapped his arm around her waist, and held her to his body as he intensified the spanking. She couldn’t get out of his grip or away from the heat of his hand. All she could do was accept what he was doing. She fisted her hands and ground her teeth as the inferno built on her ass.

As abruptly as he started, he stopped. His hand rubbed circles across her ass cheeks again.

She heaved a sigh and ran her hands over her cheeks, brushing away the disobedient tears that had fallen.

“You’ll be good for me now, right?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said through gritted teeth. She’d never sit again, though. There were sure to be bruises all over her ass and thighs. She’d never recover.

“Good girl.” He patted her ass then released her. “Come up.” He helped her get to her feet and pulled her to stand before him.

She settled her stare on his chin.

“Not bad for the first time,” he said with a new lightness to his tone. “You’ll get used to it, and you’ll do even better next time. You won’t beg me to stop, and you’ll stop wiggling.” He grasped her chin and forced her gaze to meet his. “But I’ll be honest, I like the wiggling.”

She swallowed back her retort. Another session like that would destroy her.

“I have a meeting.” He let her go and checked his watch. “You’ll have to stay in the room since you don’t have any clothes. I won’t have my men tempted by watching you walk through the house all naked and freshly spanked.”

“Can’t I have the T-shirt back?” She kept her voice low. “Just for in here?”

He pinched his lips together as though he were thinking it over. “No. Sorry, Daniella. Clothes are one of those privileges I was talking about. Don’t worry, you’ll have a chance to earn a lot of them back tonight when we go to bed.”

She sucked in a gasp. “You’d force me?”

He flashed her a lopsided grin. “I won’t need to. You’ll be begging me before my cock gets anywhere near that sweet pussy of yours. But until then, don’t get into any more trouble.” He patted her cheek and pecked her on the lips. “Be good for me.”

She stood in the closet, naked, shaken and—most infuriating—aroused.

He’d broken her.

Chapter 6

William stood in the kitchen’s doorway, watching the dinner tray being brought down from his room. At least she’d eaten something. He walked to the sink where Krystina was scraping the dishes.

“She ate the salad and the chicken,” the maid answered him before he could ask.

Daniella had refused the breakfast he’d sent up to her after their moment in his closet. Lunch had returned, untouched. Apparently, the promise of another closet meeting had gotten her to eat her dinner.

Noted. Spankings worked with her.

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