Deep Inside by Polly Frost Page B

My body was tingling. I quickly finished my paragraph and then handed it to him. I saw his face flush with fury as his eyes glanced at it, then he shoved it back at me.
    â€œYou are going to read this to me while you take your punishment for having written it,” he said.
    He removed the gag from my mouth.
    â€œGo over there and pick out the whip that you will take your beating with.”
    I threw my head back and proudly marched over to the wall. I know whips really well.
    â€œOh, I see you have a tree branch in your collection,” I said. “Let’s see you use that one.”
    â€œYou think you’re smart, don’t you?” he said.
    â€œI think you probably don’t know how to use this,” I said. “I think your mother probably did, but not you.”
    He stormed over and grabbed the tree branch from me, then picked me up and threw me over the top of the desk.
    â€œRead,” he said.
    As I began, I felt the first blows. Oh, fuck, this wasn’t play pain, this was real pain. I was determined not to cry out. I read my words:
    â€œI let you off easy that day in the principal’s office. No one but me knew your dirty secret. You wanted me. You didn’t want to punish me so I’d be a better person. You get off on it….”
    Larry was beating me harder. My mind was now reeling from the pain. But his blows were also filling me with a strength and sense of my own purpose that I’d never known before.
    I felt that I was on the brink of what Shanna had called “submitting to a Higher Power.” Should I surrender to Larry?
    I decided to go for it.
    â€œGive me all of your pain,” I said.
    Larry stopped, looking stunned and stoked. But he waited a second too long….
    Motherfucker, he wasn’t coming through right away. I pushed against him, sending him backwards.
    â€œHow dare you not give me what I want the moment I ask for it,” I said.
    He lunged at me, but I managed to grab hold of the tree branch.
    â€œI’m not here to take my punishment,” I coolly said, looking him in the eye. “I’m here to finish what I began in the principal’s office.”
    Larry tried to keep command, but I could see that little bit of hesitation that gave him away. And it was actually turning me on in a way none of my clients back at Shanna’s dungeon ever had.
    I wrenched the branch away from him and bent him over the schoolteacher’s desk. I pulled down his pants and briefs. I turned the whip around. The handle was just the size of a dildo. I spread his butt cheeks and touched his asshole with the tip of the handle.
    I heard him involuntarily gasp.
    â€œNow you tell me what you want,” I ordered. “What your mother could never give you.”
    Larry pushed against me, but I saw that he didn’t really want to escape. I gazed at his ass. The hole wasn’t bleached the way porn stars’ are. Yet it was sexier than any porn star’s asshole could ever be. It was firm and determined.
    But right now, it was in my command. I felt a rush of power sweep through me. A confidence I’d never before had. Words came out of me that’d I’d always had to force myself to say at Shanna’s dungeon.
    â€œSay, ‘Put it up me, Katie,’” I ordered. “Say, ‘Please, Katie, it’s what I’ve always needed from you.’”
    He shook his head. I struck a blow that would teach him about punishment. He cried out, and I could hear the infinite pleasure through the suffering in his voice.
    â€œPut it up me,” he said. “Please. It’s what I’ve always needed.”
    â€œThat’s right,” I said, stuffing my seventh-grade panties in his mouth. “It isn’t about me needing to grow up, it’s about you needing to be reduced to a child.”
    I gave a good Jenna Jameson spit onto the handle of the whip. My body was alive and I was on the verge of