It humiliates me in an entirely different way to be saying this. To be begging for him to let me go. He’s burst right through the confidence I developed after escaping this room, and he’s loving this power imbalance between us. His strong arms keep me solidly in place on his lap, and I give up my struggles, eventually just lying still so we can get it over with. I’m gearing up for the first lick, as he called it, and my whole-body jerks when his hand softly caresses my right ass cheek. I let loose the breath that I was holding ransom and the fear in me subsides.
“That’s it, cara mia…relax.”
My eyes dart around the floor since that’s all I can see. I have no idea of any of his movements, when he’s going to strike and when he’s going to caress. For the moment, his big hand gropes the meat of my ass, squeezing it for his own pleasure. Next, he trails a finger across my skin, tickling me even, and I wince at the simple sensation. His finger reaches the seam of my panties, and, slowly, he pulls it down. The material slides over my ass cheeks and is left around my thighs, keeping them together. I freeze, a similar feeling of nerves and humiliation overtaking me as I realize I’m entirely exposed now. My pussy is naked, unprotected, and visible to him. He’s the only one to have touched it before, and now he’s the only one to have seen it as well. I can feel him looking at me and a tingle runs down my spine as he examines my most delicate parts. My breathing picks up, simultaneous to my panic.
“It’s okay, relax your body.” He reassures me, but it does little to help my anxiety.
Antonio continues caressing my ass, his fingers trickling across the skin and coming dangerously close to my center. I’m just about going crazy with anticipation. While this is all super sexy and is already turning me on, I want to get to the spanking part. I want that over and done with, as soon as possible.
“If you’re going to punish me, just do it already,” I grumble angrily, and Antonio chuckles.
“Oh, but the punishment has already started. You see, this feels good, no?”
His hand finally breaches the crevice between my cheeks, lightly brushing his fingers down and over my labia lips. A shiver passes through me. His fingers come back and stroke me gently. It feels good. I feel good. He knows this much, and I want to feel pissed off about it, but I also want him to carry on, to never stop.
His fingers slide through the heat of my folds, spreading the moisture that’s already built up from his teasing. He glides his finger down between my thighs and finds my clit. I flinch with surprise when he rubs the excited bud, but melt down with pleasure when I realize just how good that feels. He builds the pressure, builds the speed until I think I’m going to actually climax. I’ve never been able to pleasure myself to this extent, to climax within a minute. But as I wriggle and start to pull in deep breaths, gearing up for it, he withdraws his fingers.
“Wha—wait!” I can’t help it. He was offering it to me on a silver platter, and then he snatched it away.
“No, Mia. You’ve misbehaved, and you’ll receive your punishment. Denying you what you want most is a popular form of torture.”
The next thing I know, a slapping sound fills the room. It takes me a moment before the searing pain sets in and I realize he’s just spanked me.
“Ow!”
I can hear the buckle jingle as he lifts the belt up, ready to bring the leather strap back down again. Another slapping noise and the pain rises up on the opposite cheek. I bite my lip, trying not to cry out or fight him. It’s painful, way more than I expected. But Antonio takes his time and caresses each cheek after it’s been spanked. Even so, when the third hit comes, I want to wiggle myself free. I pull and push and try to roll myself off his legs, but he holds me still with the force of concrete.
“There, there.”
He calms me and starts to tease me again, his fingers delving in and out of my wetness, playing in the shallow waters. I’m confused, so fucking confused! One moment the pain is too much to bear, and the next he’s bringing me to the brink of ecstasy, only to leave me hanging right when he feels my body tensing up.
Whack! The belt falls against my goosed flesh again. Like electricity striking up my spine, the intertwining feelings that should be opposed shoot up my body. I muffle the sound of my pain by biting down on the bed cover this time. The next two whips of leather come with quick succession, and he’s back to pleasuring me.
As his fingers explore me, he starts to talk. “You know…it really surprised me that you’re a virgin.” I can feel him admiring my ass, and he runs his other hand down my back tenderly. “Chad is even more of a pussy than I thought, to leave you like this—” His finger finally starts to push into me, giving me exactly what I want. “Untouched.”
“Ah,” I let out involuntarily, my muscles calming as he brings me back down from my pain and up the hill of pleasure again.
His finger slides deep into me, his knuckles pressing against my ass cheeks as he starts to pump his finger inside of me.
“I mean, a girl like you needs her needs met.”
“Ah! Antonio!” I moan as his finger presses against a certain spot I’ve never found before, which creates a sharp, deep heat within me. How the fuck does he know?
Before I can process that feeling and let it wash over me, I’m left cold again. His fingers are gone, and his belt is back.
Whack! Whack! Whack!
“Owww!” I call out, that was harder than before! “What are you playing at, asshole?!” I angrily struggle again, and Antonio enjoys himself, holding me down and caressing the burning globes in front of him.
“I’m punishing you, as promised. It’s not so fun now, huh?”
My tired body collapses in relief when he starts to pleasure me again. This time, two of his fingers enter me, filling me up. I let myself be handled, I let Antonio have free reign of my body. And he does. I can hear his breathing becoming heavier as he pleasures me mercilessly. Literally, without mercy, because once again he cuts me off before my climax.
“Fuck!” Frustration boils inside of me, and I clench my jaw to stop myself from truly fighting him off with all my might and taking matters into my own hands. I’m straining my body, waiting for that tenth lick, but he chuckles at my flinch when he slides his fingers back into me. What a fucking tease.
He seems to mean business this time, because he’s reaching into me with a steady rhythm, pumping and swirling and kneading my ass with his other hand. I start to moan, the sensation building so strongly this time. I can hear Antonio breathing, encouraging me under his breath. His right hand is literally ending my world right now, siphoning my orgasm right out of me, while his left hand mysteriously disappears from my skin. I don’t have time, or mental capacity to consider his next move because I’m there, I’m climaxing, and he’s letting it happen!
“Ah, yes…” I breathe heavily, trying my best to move my hips along with him, feeling myself clench around his fingers. “Ah!”