“Stop
this shit. Right now! I am not one of
your little pain sluts; you let me go!” I demanded as the fiery burn spread
over my orbs. Crying out again as he leveled another sharp slap, I seethed with
rage. “How dare you spank me like a child?”
“Oh, I dare, sweetheart, because you’ve all but begged for
it. And I have no qualms about setting your ass on fire each and every time you
want to pull the brat card on me,” Tony chuckled. He spanked me again,
unmercifully, emphasizing the gravity of my disrespect. “By the way, angel,
your safeword is protocol. ”
I issued a howl as his hand smacked my flesh, over and over.
I screamed and bucked with all my might against his ruthless hold. Tears
spilled down my cheeks, and my ass felt as if a blow torch had been set to it.
But it didn’t stop me from calling him every vulgar name I could think of.
“All you have to do is say the word, angel,” Tony teased.
“Fuck you!”
“ Hrmm . Nope. That’s not the safeword I gave you, sweetheart.” His
condescending tone and taunting chuckle launched a more potent wave of anger
within. “Did you forget your safeword ?”
“No, asshole, I didn’t forget!” I hissed as he brought his
hand down with a sizzling whack. It would be a cold day in hell before I let
Tony break me down.
“Asshole? That’s not how you talk
to a Dominant, angel.” He all but purred his reprimand.
“You’re not a Dominant. You’re a goddamn sadist. Let me go
or I’ll report you to Mika.”
Tony snorted, sending me into a caustic rage. Leaning in, I
opened my mouth wide and sunk my teeth into his jeans. Tony’s thunderous laugh
vibrated over my entire body. He was having one hell of a good time at my
expense.
“I’ll stick a ball gag in your mouth if you try to bite me
again, Leagh , and as for Mika? Well, he’d probably
give me a pat on the back for spanking your ass. Trust me. You’ve more than
earned it over the years.”
And didn’t that make me feel like a total failure? Tony’s
reminder that he and everyone else in the club thought my submission
sub-standard was just one more crushing blow I didn’t want or need.
“Let him spank me,
because you don’t have my permission.” I
screeched.
“Just say the word and it all stops.”
“I will not safeword out. Not to
you, or anyone else, so let me go!”
“Somehow I knew you were going to say that my stubborn
little minx.” Tony snickered as he landed another brutal slap.
Boiling with rage, I fought to get free, but he was too
strong, too capable, too…everything. Dammit, he was going to win. I stopped
struggling, hoping that Tony would end this embarrassing lesson and leave, but
he didn’t.
I slumped across his steely legs, resigned to endure his
humiliation, as he continued to light my ass up. The heat sank deep into the
tissue as it rolled up my spine and melted down my legs. The burn wasn’t
unbearable; in fact, it felt calming, in a bizarre way. And as the sting began
to fuse with my bones, my thoughts grew thick like honey. As if by magic, the
scattered, broken chaos swirling in my head…stilled. All that remained was a
pinpoint of light in the center of my brain, pulsing in time with the echo of
slapping flesh upon flesh.
Floating away to a quiet, peaceful place, I couldn’t equate
the sensation to any past experience or emotion. I thought it strange that I
wasn’t attempting to compartmentalize my response to what Tony was doing to me.
Escaping my sorrow was such blessed relief, I simply let go and sailed away.
Having lost all sense of time, when I finally forced my
heavy eye lids open, I found myself lying in bed surrounded by Tony’s warm
body. He held me close against his soft cotton shirt, and I breathed in his
familiar scent as he lazily drew his fingers through my hair. I felt small and
boneless. My brain sloughed in a heavy fuzziness, but I could feel