The engine of the car roared out as it came to a halt. In the passenger seat a young girl, college aged. Seated next to her a man, rough, big in stature and presence. He puts the car in park.
"Here we are." The man says, slipping his hand between her legs. She begins to shake as he forces his fingers between her thighs. Parting her legs she invites his fingers inside her.
"Wet. Good." He gets out of the car, she follows. The door opens. No turning back for this young vixen. It is time to listen, time to learn. Her eyes dart back and forth in strange excitement. GO.
She walks slowly into his room. Cold, damp, a soft wind blows through the window. The room, bare, a mattress on the floor with a toy chest in the corner. It's time to play.
"Get undressed." Ordered the man behind her. The voice raspy and low, piercing the silence in the room.
"Okay." She says softly as she reaches for her shoes. A hand grabs on to her hair, pulling it back. She lets out a low moan.
"Okay what?" The voice asks.
"Okay..sir"
"Good. Don't let that happen again."
"Yes sir."
She slowly undresses herself as the man, the wolf circles her. Examining his prey, his pretty pet. Her dress drops to the floor around her feet as she steps out of it, standing there, only her shoes on. Cold, goosebumps raise all over her body.
"What do you want me to do sir?"
"Drop to your knees. Now"
She obeys, quickly dropping down, her knees smacking hard on the floor tile.
"All fours. Now"
Again she obeys. She quickly touches her clit, she's wet, wetter than she was expecting to be. 'Wow, I've never felt this before. Scared and aroused. Together.'
The man quick pulls his belt off, time for her punishment for running away.
"Ten. That's what you get. That's what a brat gets."
"Yes sir."
One. Swift, hard, the slam of the belt off her ass echoes throughout the room, reverberating off the walls.
Two. Harder, the pain, she puts her fingers inside herself, the flood of juice has begun.
Three. Four. Five. Smack, smack, smack. Her moans echo just as the belt does, her teeth, biting into her lip so hard a cut forms. The man grabs a handful of her hair and jolts her back upwards. Fear comes over her face.
"You're a good little bitch aren't ya?"
"Yes Daddy...Yes sir."
"Say it!" Smack! Six. Her back arched up, her knees have begun to shake as she reaches to her clit.