Page 59 of Curse

She yelps, her body jerking forward before she steadies herself, pushing her ass back toward me to balance herself. I press my palm onto the spot where I just made contact and rub gently.

“That’s one. Five more to go,” I say, my voice low and steady.

I alternate cheeks, spanking her hard enough to leave my handprints etched into her skin. Each strike pulls a gasp from her lips, her body vibrating with tension, my cock hardening more with each slap.

By the time I’m done, her ass is a deep red, her breathing ragged. Her dilated pupils lock onto mine, her gaze flicking to my belt as I unbuckle it.

“Are you ready for this?” I ask, sliding the leather free with a soft hiss.

I press two fingertips just inside her wet entrance. She nods.

“Siena,” I say sternly and pause. She’s dripping wet, but she needs to say the words.

Her voice rasps out, barely above a whisper. “Yes, I’m ready.”

“Good girl,” I murmur, thrusting my fingers deeper. Her moans spur me on, but I keep my voice firm. “Six lashes, kitten. After each one, I want you to respond. If it’s too much, say so. If not, thank me. Understand?”

Her eyes are half closed, and I’m not sure that she heard me, as she pushes back against my hand, fucking herself on my fingers. I sigh. “Response is not optional, Siena.”

Her breath hitches, pushing back against my hand, but she nods again. “Yes. I’ll thank you.”

I pull my fingers out and step to her side so I can watch her face. When I position the belt against her skin, she braces herself. I let her feel its weight before I pull back and strike. The sound is sharp, and her cry is almost feral, her body trembling as she processes the sting.

“Siena…”

“Thank you,” she breathes, her voice shaky, almost shocked.

I press my hand to the welt, soothing the skin, then touch her gently just above it. “Next one goes here.”

She nods, and I bring the belt down across her ass again, a stark white stripe appearing across both cheeks that instantly starts to turn pink.

Her cry is almost animalistic, and she starts to shake. I watch her carefully as she processes the pain, but when I slide a finger inside her, her pussy walls pulse and clench around me. It’s a lot, but it’s not too much.

Her breath catches as she says again, just barely loud enough to be heard, “Thank you.”

“Are you about to come, kitten?” I ask, pushing a second and then a third finger inside her, pumping slowly in and out of her throbbing pussy. My hard cock is about to burst out of my pants.

“Yes,” she gasps, writhing against my hand, her body begging for release.

“Not yet,” I growl. “You don’t come until I say so. Repeat what I just said, Siena.”

“I can’t come,” she moans, arching her back and bouncing her pussy on my fingers. “I can’t come.”

My breathing kicks into high gear, and I clench my teeth. I can feel myself starting to lose control. The edges of my vision start to go cloudy as my dick takes over. All I want to do is tear into her, fuck her senseless, come on her, inside her, make her scream, mark her as mine.

Because sheisfucking mine.

I press my hand into her ass, digging in my fingertips hard, bruising her, until she moans. I can’t punish her when I’m like this or I’ll hurt her. And she’s not ready to be hurt like that. Not yet.

“You’re being such a good girl, kitten.” My voice is low, raspy. I barely recognize myself. “Just one more, Siena. You’ve done so well.”

“One more,” she breathes, groaning as I pull my fingers out of her.

I lay my hand on her ass. “Here next.” Then I bring the belt down hard.

Her skin goes white and then red as another stripe appears. Her “thank you” comes out as a scream, and as her body shakes, my cock strains against my pants.

“Fuck, your ass is so beautiful with my markings on it. Youtake my spankings so well. Such a good fucking girl,” I murmur admiringly.

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