"Never say never, doll." When I managed to free my belt, I leaned over, making certain she felt the thickness of my cock, a reminder of the past. "I suggest you begin obeying right now. If you don't, this round of discipline is going to be much worse. Do. You. Understand?"
She attempted to jerk up from the desk.
Crack!
The solid hard strike against her bottom was enough to make her gasp. "I'm not playing around here, Sierra. You need to be taught a lesson. Let's try that again. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
The second smack caught her at the tops of her thighs, her strangled moan floating into the air. "Yes, what?"
"What do you want from me?" she yelped.
"I already told you. Respect." I let go of her arms, anticipating she would lash out. Instead, she eased her face onto the cool wood of my desk, taking several deep breaths. "That's better. One last time. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
After a few seconds of hesitation, I heard in her tone her resolve crumbling, although it remained acrid. "Yes. Sir."
"Much better. Now, slide your arms over your head and stay in position."
Her body was shaking, but she did as she was told, her chest rising and falling and her breathing ragged.
I tugged on the tee shirt until it was positioned in the middle of her back then jerked off the sweatpants.
"Oh," she whimpered, clenching her fists.
"From now on, you're going to be spanked completely naked. You need to learn humility as well as respect." I could tell she was forming nasty words, ready to spew them off. I was no fool; she certainly wouldn't learn to obey me with a single round of discipline. I took a step back, able to see her swollen pussy glistening in the light, the scent of her almost overpowering.
All the nights I'd thought about her after leaving Cancun, the dark and filthy things I'd wanted to do to her. I'd been controlled before, refusing to fall into my full sadistic nature, but nothing was going to keep me from ravaging her my way.
Sierra continued to quiver as I placed my hand on the small of her back, hissing when I spoke again.
"This is for your own good, Sierra."
"One day you're going to have to explain why. Sir."
I had to admit, her defiance was challenging as well as alluring. Damn, the woman was already getting to me and that simply couldn't happen. The deal had nothing to do with romance and certainly not love. I wasn't capable of that kind of emotion. Besides, loving her could mean a weakness I couldn't afford.
I folded the belt, taking several deep breaths until I was as calm as I could be. When I snapped my wrist, delivering two in succession, she didn't react, other than flexing her fingers then clenching once again.
There were no whimpers.
There were no attempts to beg me to stop.
She was still attempting to maintain control.
And I wanted nothing more than to break her will, force her full surrender.
I smacked her again and again, hitting her exactly on her sit spot. This time, she kicked out her leg, sucking in her breath. The light pink flush already building on her ass cheeks was far too desirable, every cell in my body on fire.
Exhaling, I rubbed my hand across her bottom, enjoying the buildup of heat. I must be nothing more than a monster. "I will teach you about pain and pleasure. It will be your choice which is doled out and when."
She moved her head and from where I stood, I could see a hint of trepidation in her eyes. I'd awakened the darkness within her four years before, but it was easy to see that she'd shut down that part of her. As if what we'd shared had been against everything she believed in.
I cracked the strap several more times, keeping a perfect rhythm, her bottom now a bright crimson in color. I knew she needed more. To understand.
To accept.
To face the woman inside.
The lesson was vital, as necessary as keeping her safe.
I rubbed my finger down the crack of her ass, my heart racing from the sight of her glistening pussy. I couldn't wait to bury my face in her wetness, drinking every last drop of her sweet cream.
But I continued the spanking, one strike coming after the other.
Sierra finally moaned, bending her legs and tossing back her hand. "Fine. Just stop, please. I'll be good."
"Yes, I know you will, but we're not finished yet. Maintain your position or I have no issue starting again."
She crawled her hand back over her head, now gripping the edge of my desk. When she spread her legs wider, my mouth watered again, the fire ignited now a firestorm of utter need.
I issued several more until I had difficulty breathing from the intense desire roaring through my body. There was no goodness left inside of me, perhaps not a single shred of decency. That much I'd accepted about myself long ago and today wasn't any different. I tossed the belt and inched closer, running the tip of my index finger between her heated ass cheeks then swirling it around her swollen lips. "You're wet for me, Sierra."
"No. I don't want you."
I used my hand this time, smacking both ass cheeks. "What did I tell you? You will not lie to me. I will always know. You're wet and hot."
"I..."