The belt whipped directly between my legs, landing squarely on top of my clit.
I screamed, the sting instantaneous and terrible. It was absolute agony for several moments until it reached its peak, fading into a sultry ache. My clit pulsed greedily, almost as if it was asking for another.
The belt answered with another stinging lash.
“Please!”
I’m not sure how many times that vicious strap spanked between my thighs, but by the time he finished my pussy felt like it had caught fire too. He pulled back, whipping me with that terrible thing ten more times across my backside. The blazing fire reached a scalding hot crescendo, and it was made worse by the realization that there was no end in sight.
He was the one in control, not me.
I begged for mercy. By the end, my cries were mixed with screams and my ability to string sentences together fled as all of my focus zeroed in on the burning of my punished backside.
Just when I was about to start sobbing, the belt stopped.
“That’s a good girl. You took that so well,” he praised.
I pulled in a gulp of air, dancing from foot to foot as I blinked back tears once more.
He reached out, tracing over the marks slowly. He admired his handiwork for a long time as I gathered myself once more.
I hoped it was over, that maybe between the spanking and the belting he’d decided I’d had enough.
In my heart, though, I knew that it wasn’t over. I knew that one more thing had to happen before he was through with me.
“You’re utterly captivating like this, angel, ready and waiting for me to take your virgin asshole for the very first time,” he crooned.
My cheeks flexed anxiously, and he pinched one of the welts left behind from the belt. When I yelped, he squeezed tighter. I begged, but he only released me when he was good and ready.
He wrapped the belt around my waist and buckled it. Immediately, I knew why he hadn’t spanked me to tears over his knee or with his belt.
He had every intention of making me sob while he fucked my ass. With a growl, he kicked my legs open even wider.
“Fucking drenched,” he purred.
I gasped as his fingers danced along my inner thigh and I squeezed my eyes shut the moment they slid along the wetness dripping down my thighs. Embarrassed, I fought with my cuffs, wanting to reach back and cover myself.
“It makes my cock even harder when you struggle,” he murmured, and my pussy squeezed tight.
He gripped the back of my bra. I expected him to unclasp it, maybe bare me for my fucking gently, but he didn’t do that. He tore the back like it was a sheet of paper. I cried out as he tore through the straps and tossed it aside in a heap.
“Please!”
“Don’t worry, angel. I’ll buy you another set just like it,” he reassured me, and I bit my lip. He grabbed my panties and made quick work of those too, throwing them with the remains of the bra.
I shifted, completely naked now. The lingerie set hadn’t really covered any pertinent places, but it had at least clothed me somewhat. Now I was completely naked aside from his belt around my waist.
It felt so much more shameful now.
If anyone drove up right now, there would be no question in their mind that I didn’t have any clothes on, that I was bent over and bound for a punishment that wasn’t yet over.
They’d see me getting my ass fucked for the first time too.
Behind me, I heard rustling fabric and I guessed that he was freeing himself. I swallowed hard, screaming out loud when his cock slammed into my pussy with full force. He thrust into me several times and my screams quickly turned to much deeper moans of needy arousal.
His cock inside me felt like home.
I told myself that maybe he’d changed his mind, that I’d gotten so wet that he couldn’t resist fucking my tight little pussy.