“I said I was going to punish this pretty little pussy, didn’t I?” he asked expectantly.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered. I was so far gone in my misery that I didn’t even think as I responded to him. That I had called him sir. I refused to think about how right it had felt too. I couldn’t.
All I could do was cry and take what he gave me.
“I’m sorry, sir,” I sobbed, and the belt whipped my bare and wet pussy once more. The pain was overwhelming. I regretted disobeying him. I regretted running from him and right now, I just wanted him to throw down the belt and fuck me instead.
He’d taken me captive, bound me with his magic, and whipped my backside until I was sobbing, all while I was on display in the middle of an alley where anyone looking out a window or walking by could see, and all I wanted to do was turn around and jump right on top of his cock. My core throbbed with need. My clit pulsed with sensation and even when the belt whipped my pussy for a third time, it didn’t chase any of my desire for more away. It only amplified it.
“Who do you belong to, Ruby?” he asked as he pressed the leather of the belt firmly against my pussy, a silent threat of another swat waiting if I didn’t answer.
“You, sir,” I gasped.
The belt slapped against my wet pussy, branding my flesh as his. I sobbed, trying to bring my thighs together but his magic held them far apart.
“And when I give you an order, what do I expect?” he asked next.
“Obedience, sir,” I cried, and the belt whipped me once more.
“And when you’re defiant, what happens, my little vampire?” he pressed.
“You’ll punish me, sir,” I answered with a cry. He was ruthless and the belt smacked against my nakedness once more.
“Be specific,” he demanded.
“You’ll take your belt to my bare bottom and my pussy, sir,” I whimpered.
“That’s correct, Ruby. Now, we’re almost done. The next three are going to be hard and fast. I want you to remember this the next time you think about defying me. This little pussy is going to be very sore and very sorry by the time I’m through with you.”
He didn’t give me time to think, instead he was true to his word. The belt thrashed my naked pussy three times in quick succession, hard enough to make me wail at the sizzling brand that coursed across my sensitive flesh. Even when the belt dropped to the ground and his fingers pressed against my punished mound, the sting didn’t fade.
I wailed as I struggled to take it.
His arms wound around me and his magic freed my limbs. Gently, he pulled me into his embrace and soothed me as I cried. My backside burned and my pussy did too, both very thoroughly punished. As he held me, I whimpered softly.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” I whispered through my tears.
“I know, sweet girl. I know,” he answered, petting the top of my head.
I don’t know how long he held me for, but it didn’t matter. In those moments, he showed a certain tenderness that I hadn’t anticipated, and it did something to my heart that I didn’t want to admit. When my tears had finally dried, he lifted my chin and cleared his throat.
“Now, my little vampire, tell me what you need,” he said gently.
My mouth went dry and I swallowed away my nervousness. The pain of the belting was still fresh in my mind, but so was the intense throbbing between my legs. I was still soaking wet, probably even more so than when my punishment had begun. My clit throbbed hard, again and again, demanding his touch with insatiable need. I wanted to come but most of all, I wanted him to make me.
I opened my lips, feeling very small and vulnerable in his arms. I never had to ask for anything like this and a very deep sense of shame rolled over me.
“I need you to fuck me, sir,” I said softly.
“Good girl. I think you’ve earned my cock,” he whispered, and I cried out as his palm possessively squeezed around my wet folds.
He’d been true to his word. My pussy was very, very sore.
He lifted me up off the ground with one arm and used the other to unbutton his pants. He freed his cock and in a single smooth thrust, slammed himself roughly inside me. I keened with both pleasure and pain as he took me so quickly, leaving my body no time to prepare for his enormous size.
I cried out, but gravity was a cruel master. I couldn’t lift myself off his shaft or take him slowly to lessen the pain of his quick entry. Instead, I was forced to take his entire length in less than a second and he began to move.
Fuck.