“You wandered out onto the street without any guards, and now I caught you. I can do to you whatever the hell I want.” He grins.
“I get it. You made your point. I’m not going to go anywhere alone ever again.” I don’t like the wicked gleam in his eyes.
Is he going to torture me?
“No, you don’t get it. But you will.” He walks behind me so I can’t see him.
I try to struggle, but I can barely move, let alone get free.
The sound of a belt being pulled out of the loops makes me freeze.
What is he doing?
Is he going to—
The belt swishes through the air and lands on my ass. It stings like hell. A cry slips past my lips.
“You’re allowed to cry and scream all you want,” he says as I try to catch my breath. “The room is soundproof. No one can hear you.”
He lets the belt fly again, hitting my unprotected flesh over and over again until my ass feels like it’s on fire.
When his hand lowers to my scorching hot skin, caressing, the pain melts into something else. It still hurts, but there’s a need between my legs now, begging Alessandro’s fingers to move closer to it.
As if he can read my mind, his fingers slide to my slit, rubbing and increasing the pressure inside me.
But then he lets go of me and hits me with the belt again.
“No! Please, stop!” I don’t think I can take it anymore.
“I haven’t even started yet,” he says.
A cry breaks from my lips. “Please! I can’t... I can’t take it anymore.”
“All right,” he says. “I’ll skip the second round of the belt if you suck my cock.”
A tremor runs through my body.
Suck his cock?
Can I do that?
It can’t be that difficult.
Another strike of the belt makes me jump.
“Okay! Okay! I’ll do it!”
“You’ll do what?” he asks.
“I’ll suck your cock.” I never thought I’d ever say something like that out loud, and yet, here I am, desperate to get away from that damn belt.
And the incessant throbbing between my legs.
“Promise me you’ll never go anywhere without my permission and your guards.” His voice is like thunder.
“I promise,” I say. “I promise!”
Maybe he’ll have mercy on me.