I took a deep breath and ceased in my struggles.
Still holding my hands firmly above my head, he reached for his belt buckle and released it from his waist.
His eyes told me what he was going to do even before his actions did. The fury pulsed all around the darkness of his demanding eyes. I knew that very moment that I had no choice but to succumb to his vexation.
“You studied me. You watched my every move. Surely you know the kind of man I am and what I do to people who cross me. Are you a fool?” he asked as he wrapped the leather around my neck, pulling it through the clasp.
I shook my head. “Please,” I begged.
“No!” he bellowed as he tightened the belt. “You are the assistant D.A. Do not show weakness! Do not beg! You are the all mighty who can kill the Don of a mafia family. Right?”
He tightened the belt even more as he straddled my body. He had released my hands, so I was able to pull at the leather to no avail. The more I struggled, the tighter he pulled.
“Look at me,” he demanded. “Look at me!”
I opened my eyes and stared into his.
“I want you to remember this. Whenever you think something I do, or something I dictate is so awful, I want you to remember that it can always get worse. Stop acting out against me. Stop thinking you can fight me. If you doubt me, if you disobey me, if you ever question my actions, just know that it will be much worse for you.”
I bucked my hips in a final attempt to throw Eddie from my body.
Just when I was hoping that Eddie had finally felt I had been taught my lesson enough and he would remove the belt, he surprised me by getting off my body and flipping me over onto my stomach.
A familiar feeling of fear took over at the memory of the belt spankings from before. I could breathe—though uncomfortably.
He crashed the palm of his hand against my bare behind. “I have expectations for tonight. Expectations that will be met.” He continued to spank my ass, the loud sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed against the walls of the room.
The continued humiliation of this awful act that Eddie seemed to favor threatened to take back the little air I had just managed to obtain. The belt was still tight around my neck, but I could no longer focus on the leather constraint. The searing swats of his hand on my butt were the only thing my mind could address. Desperation crackled from my core, all the way to the tips of my toes.
Over and over, Eddie rained down slap after slap against the entire surface of my exposed skin. I tried to wiggle away to no avail, and was only rewarded for such an action by a harder spank to my ass. The palm of his hand felt the same as if he were using a solid piece of wood or metal. Such strength. Such sting. Such mortifying pain.
Silently, I begged him to stop. Hoping somewhere deep inside he could read my mind and know how terribly sorry I was. I should have never tried to kill the man. I should have never for one second forgotten that he was my captor and my life was fully in his hands. I was a prisoner, not his match.
Spank after spank, fire erupted from the depths of my ass and sizzled its way to the surface. Tears fell freely from my eyes.
“Would you like me to remove the belt?” he asked while still continuing to spank with fury.
I nodded my head.
“Very well. But I’m not done with it yet.” He paused in the blistering punishment and removed it from my neck.
I remained on my belly, absolutely still. I didn’t want to give him any reason to continue on and just prayed that he viewed my lack of movement as complete defeat. He was the victor in this battle. I was merely a fallen soldier hanging on by a thread. My prayers were not answered, however, when I felt the lash of leather crack against my already punished ass.
I screamed out in pain, but more out of shock than agony. “No,” I rasped.
“Yes.”
Eddie whipped me with the belt again, and although I wanted to turn around and fight him for doing so, I knew I had no choice but to lie there and take it. I reached for a pillow with both of my hands and squeezed tight as the next blow came down harder than the one before.
“Do you understand that I expect complete submission tonight?” he asked as he licked me with the harsh sting of leather again.
“Yes,” I answered between clenched teeth, though I had no idea what was going to happen tonight.