Page 140 of Masters of Pleasure
He really had taken being a Dom to heart.Every swat landed in the exact middle of her cheeks, over and over, so even though it wasn’t the hardest she’d ever been spanked, it was really burning.He was using enough force to sting, and adding to the same spot meant the burn increased that much more.
“I’m sorry!”
“You’re certainly going to be.”
The flurry of swats increased, landing in the same spots, making the center of her cheeks throb and flare with heat.Avery’s fingers tightened on the grips, holding on for dear life and wishing she was cuffed or tied down.It would be a lot easier to keep her position.Instead, she had to use willpower and the perverse desire for penance to keep in place.
Even though it hurt, and the hot pain was building fast and furious, Nick coming into his own as a Dom was one of the sexiest things she’d ever experienced.Her pussy was quivering with anticipation, apparently confused that she was being punished, not played with.Tears gathered in her eyes, even as her arousal swirled in her core.
When Nick stopped spanking her and reached down to touch her folds, he could feel how hot and slick she was.
“Enjoying this, are you?”he asked, rubbing his fingers up and down her slit.He sounded amused.Avery whined, lifting her hips to get him to touch her more, but he was purposefully avoiding her clit, the bastard.“You know that’s not the point of this.”
“Then maybe you should stop,” she sassed back.
That got a laugh out of him… right before he started spanking her again.
Nick
The two spots in the middle of Avery’s cheeks were glowing bright hot pink.He felt the heat emanating from her skin when he’d taken the pause to check her pussy.She was soaked… and he was hard as a rock.
If he finished this punishment without sex, it would be a fucking miracle.
Seeing the twin spots on her cheeks darkening, he wondered if he should move some spots around, but he knew from the last spanking he’d given her, the effects hadn’t lasted long.This time, he was determined to make more of an impression.
Because it was still a punishment.
Relationships were about communication, whether a work relationship or a romantic one.BDSM made the need for communication even more important.
He’d tried so hard last night to get in touch with her, to the detriment of paying attention at work, and she hadn’t reached back.That had fucking hurt.He hadn’t done anything to deserve that kind of non-response.
He realized that was something he should say.
“Finding out from your friend, not from you, that you were physically unharmed hurt my feelings.”
He gave her another few hefty whacks to punctuate his statement.There was something extremely cathartic about being able to use a spanking to emphasize his points.
“I’m sorry!”She sniffled.“I didn’t think about it like that.”
“That’s what hurts.It felt like you weren’t thinking about me at all.”His voice was a little hollow, but it was true.That had been the hardest part.Feeling as if he hadn’t merited a text or a call.
“Not that!”Her head came up, her neck craning to look over her shoulder.
He glimpsed the tears that had rolled down her cheeks.Her skin was blotchy, eyes shiny, and she looked far more miserable than aroused.That was the real punishment, he realized—not the spanking but his hurt and disappointment.She hadn’t really tried to stop the spanking, but now she was doing her best to reassure him.
“I didn’t know how to explain myself, and it was easier to hide from you than to find the words.I felt as if I owed you an explanation.”
“Perhaps as your boss, but as your boyfriend, I wanted to know you were safe,and it hurt knowing you were willing to talk to your friends but not to me.”When she tried to rear up, Nick placed his hand on her lower back, keeping her in place.“No, sweetheart, I’ll let you make it up to me, eventually, but first, we’re going to get through your punishment.”
Avery
The firm, authoritative way Nick made his declaration, with his hand pressing down on her lower back, had Avery’s insides quivering despite her emotions being a wreck.Of course, her steadily increasing arousal didn’t help.She desperately wanted to turn around and hug Nick or at least touch him.Hearing the very real hurt in his voice had broken her heart.
She should have turned to him.She should have answered.
The combination of boss and boyfriend didn’t make it easy, but she’d made everything harder on both of them by ignoring his texts and calls—not to mention hurting his feelings—which could have been so easily avoided.If he’d been upset enough to leave somewhere and didn’t answer her texts and calls, then she finally heard from one of his friends instead… Well, she would have tried to be understanding, but yeah, that would sting pretty badly.
It might make her question why he didn’t feel he could pick up for her, but he could for his friend.
