Chapter 52 Chapter 52
Levi’s body tensed under me, waiting for the rough thrust that would break us both open. But I was not ready to give him my cock yet—not until he paid for pushing me into this, for stealing my choice like some cocky thief. I grabbed his waist with both hands, my fingers digging into his hips hard enough to bruise, and flipped him over roughly. Levi grunted as he landed face-down on the couch, his broad back exposed, ass up and vulnerable. The women in the doorway gasped—Elena with a teasing laugh, Adrianna's eyes locked on us, her curvy body shifting as she watched me take control.
I slid down, straddling low on his back, my thighs clamping his sides like a vice. My ass pressed against the small of his back, facing his feet now, his pants still tangled around his ankles but his boxers ripped aside in my earlier frenzy. His ass cheeks flexed under me, muscular and pale, begging for punishment. That is when I spotted it—the flyswatter on the coffee table beside us, its plastic handle gleaming under the lamp light. Perfect. I snatched it up, the wire mesh taut in my grip, and brought it down hard on his right ass cheek.
Crack!
The sound echoed through the room, sharp and stinging. Levi jerked beneath me, his body bucking, but I pinned him with my weight.
“You fucking prick,” I snarled, swinging again, the swatter biting into his flesh. “You stole my choice, Levi. Did not even talk to me— just pushed and provoked like you owned my cock.” Another smack, harder, the right cheek blooming red instantly, skin welting under the assault.
He groaned, his hands fisting the cushions, but he did not fight back. No, this rough bastard wanted it, his cock probably leaking pre-cum onto the couch from the dominance.
I kept going, the flyswatter whistling through the air before cracking down repeatedly. His right ass burned hot under my palm when I paused to feel it—swollen, raised welts crisscrossing the flesh, turning a deep crimson. I smacked his swollen cheek a few times with my hand, making him yelp even more. The smell of his sweat mixed with the faint metallic tang from his bloody nose, filling the air as I shifted to his left cheek.
Smack!
“You think you can force me to fuck you without asking? Make me break my oath like some slut?” The words poured out, my voice low and furious, each strike punctuating my scolding.
His body squirmed now, hips grinding against the cushions, ass clenching with every hit. Tears streamed down his face—I could hear his choked breaths, see the wetness on the fabric when he turned his head—but it was not pain breaking him. No, Levi's embarrassment hit harder, the big, cocky man reduced to this, spanked like a naughty kid in front of everyone, his pride cracking under my hand.
The left cheek matched the right now, both globes throbbing red and swollen, hot as fire when I rubbed them roughly, squeezing the tender flesh and even smacking this side a few more times to make him yelp again. He writhed under me, tears soaking the couch, his muscular frame trembling not from agony but from the humiliation of it all—exposed, punished, watched by Elena's flirty giggles and Adrianna's bold stare from the doorway. My own cock throbbed painfully in my pants, hard from the power rush, pre-cum soaking my boxers as I dominated him completely.
I was not done. Telepathically, I shot the order to Adrianna: “Bring me the cock ring, and the spreader bar from the bedroom. Now.”
She didn't hesitate—her seductive mind linked to mine from our oath days. Less than ten seconds later, her footsteps clicked quickly across the floor. She dropped the thick silver ring into my outstretched hand, her fingers brushing mine with a teasing spark, then she placed the spreader bar on the coffee table before sauntering back to Elena's side. The two women leaned against the doorframe, eyes hungry on Levi's reddened ass, the public show making the air thick with tension.
I stood up abruptly, the couch creaking under the shift. Levi started to move, pushing up on his elbows, thinking the punishment was over, his tear-streaked face glancing back with a mix of relief and wariness.
“Stay the fuck where you are,” I barked, my voice rough as gravel, shoving his shoulder down to keep him prone. “I am not done with you yet, you provoking bastard. That ass is mine to wreck.” He froze, ass still up, cheeks glowing like beacons, his cock twitching visibly between his legs as he obeyed.
The cock ring felt heavy in my hand, cool metal promising to trap his release, to make him beg for my dick to fill him up.
Elena whispered something filthy from the doorway—”Look at that red ass, Adrianna, he is gonna take it so good”—her playful tone stoking the fire.
Adrianna just smirked, her auburn hair framing her confident face, knowing she had unleashed this beast.
“Turn over.” I commanded him.
Levi winced when his ass rubbed against the couch cover but I did not care. I picked up the spreader bar and placed it behind his neck, and tied both his ankles and wrists to it. When I was done his feet were near his head so even the girls could see his blistering cheeks and his asshole from where they stood. Next, I unbuckled my belt, the clink loud in the room, yanking my pants down to free my thick cock, veins pulsing, head slick with need. Levi's hole clenched in anticipation, exposed and waiting, but I was not rushing. I would edge him, make him squirm more, the rough fucking building slow and brutal. His tears dried on his cheeks, but the embarrassment lingered, fueling his submission as I stepped closer, the flyswatter discarded but the welts a reminder of who owned him now.
Not once did Levi apologize which led me to believe that he was not even a little bit sorry. I took the cock ring and placed it on his throbbing dick. He gets off on the pain, but he would not be allowed to for a while. I then picked up my belt and brought it across his ass again barely missing his cock.
“FUCK!! Apollo STOP!” Levi screams at me.
“SHUT UP! Now is not the time for you to speak. You have already spoken enough. Now is the time for you to learn to be silent.”