“You said you were going to punish me. Let’s get on with it then,” I countered, my mask of bravery faltering just a bit. My mind was telling me to run but my body was telling me to stay. I bit my lip and dropped my chin, waiting for him to act. He sighed heavily, and I could feel his disappointment rolling off of me.
“Stand up,” he commanded, his voice cool, calm, and collected.
That made me even more nervous.
I stood up and breathed a shallow breath. I could feel his power and presence behind me and there was little I could do to keep my entire body from trembling before him. My eyes fluttered closed as his hands slid along my skin, grasping the cloth of my shirt and gently removing it from my body. The fabric slid from my sensitive flesh, exposing my every curve for his enjoyment as he pulled it over my head.
Slowly, he reached around my waist and unbuttoned my newly commandeered pants, pushing them down over my hips and down my thighs.
“Kick your boots off,” he commanded.
I obeyed. Once I did, he pushed my pants down all the way and then, he threw my clothes off to the side.
In little time, I was completely naked before him. Completely vulnerable to whatever was about to happen to me. His palm rounded up my shoulder, tracing the lines of my throat until he squeezed me there.
Reminding me of his strength, of his power and the fact that he held my life in his very hands. I felt my airway tighten, and my breath hitched in my throat, but after a few long seconds, he released his hold and I sucked in a lungful of air.
“I can smell you. Smell your arousal, your excitement, and your fear,” he purred in my ear.
I didn’t answer.
“I’d love to fuck that greedy little pussy of yours, but you disobeyed me, didn’t you, hellcat,” he said softly, his fingers tracing up and down my throat, again reminding me that I wasn’t in control anymore.
“Yes,” I breathed.
“Are you ready to be punished then?” he demanded, his voice a delightful mixture of a purr and a rumbling growl that made me weak in the knees.
“Axel,” I whimpered, unsure of where this was going.
Slowly, one of his
fingers drifted down my spine and stopped at the small of my back. His hand spread wide over my skin and I stopped breathing for a fraction of a second. Carefully, he pressed me forward, forcing me to bend at the hips.
“Hands on the rock in front of you,” he demanded.
I hummed with my anxiety as my own fingers pressed against the hard rock.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered calmly, although not coldly. There was a certain warm excitement in his tone.
I obeyed him, and I could feel the trickles of arousal dripping from my folds. My body heated as his touch descended further, one hand caressing each side of my ass.
I didn’t say a word until he took my cheeks and spread them apart. The moment he did so, I squealed, and my hands lifted off the boulder.
He slapped my ass hard with one hand while the other sternly pressed me back into place.
“Remove your hands from that rock once again, and I’ll take a leather strap to your ass,” he warned. I didn’t want to test him because I knew he would.
I trembled, my legs feeling like jelly beneath me. My fingers dug into the blanket on top of the boulder and I gasped as he gripped my ass in his palms once more, spreading me for his perusal, looking down on the place where no one was supposed to look, but still, he did just that. I felt so ashamed.
“Your little hole is begging for some attention,” he mused, and I whined under my breath. His fingers dove between my legs, gathering my wetness and spreading it all over his skin. I began to grow even more nervous than before.
“Don’t. Axel, please,” I begged.
He didn’t listen.
His forefinger delved down the cleft of my backside, purposely slowing as he approached my tight hole. Carefully, he pressed down into me, and I fought him every step of the way. My ass clenched, and I wiggled my hips, which only succeeded in me earning a few heavy slaps to my upper thighs. I whimpered at the sudden sting.
My breath drew back into my throat with shock and I pushed my palms into the rock beneath me for support. Axel continued to dominate my back hole, the pressure slowly increasing until he breached inside me. I cried out at the intrusion, but he didn’t care. Instead, it seemed to excite him even further.