Page 87 of Hushed

“Does that mean you’ll accept my punishments when you earn them?”

She bit her lip and nodded. “Yes, Sir.”

“Were you trying to get me to punish you when you left today?”

She cocked her head to the side and considered his question. “No, Sir. Not consciously. But it did cross my mind to hope that you weren’t upset.”

He stood and held a hand out to her. When she took it, he didn’t pull her up like she expected him to. Instead, he put her hand on his belt.

“Take it off and hand it to me. Ask me for your punishment.”

Her breath hitched, but she wanted to pass this new test, so she lifted her other hand to the belt and undid the buckle and pulled it free.

Why was this so hot? The sound of the leather rubbing against the fabric of his jeans had her squirming. When the belt was free, she let it sit across her palms for a minute before she lifted it up to him.

He didn’t take it, just stood there staring down at her with an expectant look on his face. Fuck. He was actually going to make her ask. She wasn’t a huge fan of that.

But she swallowed and opened her mouth to speak. “Will you please punish me with your belt, Sir?”

He cupped her jaw and stroked his thumb down her cheek before he took the thick piece of leather from her hand. “Good girl. I won’t make you ask me when you need pain. You can use your bratty ways to get that from me if that’s what you need. But there will be times like now when I make you ask for the punishment you’ve earned. Because learning to ask for what you need is important. And my little pain slut needs punishment, doesn’t she?”

A rush of arousal slammed into her core, and she squeezed her thighs together as she stared into his intense eyes. “Yes, Sir,” she murmured.

“Good girl. Stand up then and bend over the table.”

She stood on trembling legs and followed the order, bending over and laying her upper half on the polished wood. It was intriguing that he didn’t make her take her pants and panties down.

“We’re going to do a warm-up over your clothes, because the belt isn’t easy to take for most people. But you can guarantee by the time this is over you’ll be crying with your bare ass striped from top to bottom unless you use your safeword first.”

Fuck, that shouldn’t turn her on, but the thought of it not only relaxed her, it also made her even wetter, and she didn’t understand how that was possible.

He set the belt on the table, and adjusted her hips so that her bottom was sticking out the way he wanted it to.

“No moving out of position. If you stand up, we start over. This only stops when you’re properly red and welted or you use your safeword.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

He popped her backside a dozen times on each cheek with the palm of his hand before he picked the belt up again. She could hear the buckle jangle as he folded it in half, then he brushed the leather over her protruding bottom, and took a step back. When it cracked into her skin, it made her jump. It didn’t hurt, but it was over thick pants, so she hadn’t really thought it would. It merely warmed her skin.

When he struck her again, there was a definite bite, but it did nothing to alleviate the tension between her thighs.

After another eight or nine strikes, her ass definitely got hot, but it wasn’t unpleasant.

“Stand up and get your clothes off,” he ordered. His voice was stern, but she could hear how much he cared about her in it at the same time. It was soothing.

Standing, she unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down her thighs along with her panties. After stepping out of them and kicking them under the table, she pulled her top off, and unhooked her bra. He pulled her against his chest and palmed one breast in his hand as he kissed her neck.

“You’re too damn hot. Let’s get this over with so I can fuck you,” he growled, nudging her back down over the table.

When she was back in position, she braced herself for the difference in impact on her bare skin.

The line of fire that the first strike lit on her ass had her crying out, but she didn’t move.

“How was that?”

“Painful,” she whispered.

“Don’t forget that you can safeword. The fact that this is punishment doesn’t eliminate your ability to use that.”

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