"Don't ever speak to me like that again." You carry on, not waiting for an answer. "You will not tell me how sorry you are, you will show me. I will use you tonight, and depending on how well you perform for me will depend on whether I forgive you or not. Do you understand me?" Unable to move very far, with your hand clamping my chin, I nod quickly, my eyes wide and frightened. I'd never seen you like this before, and it was scaring me. We had only ever tried a little bit of light bondage before, just gentle things, but I never knew you had such a dark side.
You try pulling my towel from me, but I hold fast to it, clutching it tightly, my only defence against the rage in your eyes. But still I did not expect the slap that snapped my head to the right. Leaning down to my face, you snarl at me. "Do not resist me, Lily! Drop the fucking towel and expose yourself like the slut you are." Too afraid to disobey, my face smarting from the slap, I comply with your wishes, and release the towel. Cowering naked before you, my knees start to hurt, but I am too afraid to move.
You crouch down in front of me, and I can see your hard cock straining against the denim. How could you be turned on by abusing me? I raise my head, and look at you, my clear blue eyes filled with tears and questions. Suddenly, you shoot out a hand and push me to the floor, and I fall backwards, catching myself before I bang my head. Stunned at the force with which you had knocked me down, I lay there, sprawled on the rug before you, as your gaze roams my naked body. You grin lasciviously, and reach out, drawing a finger along my slit, which I am astonished to find is soaking wet. I glance down and see that my inner thighs are glistening with my juices. You slip your finger gently inside my pussy, trailing it up to my clit. I feel my cunt tingle, the trail your finger makes is driving me over the edge. I lie on my back, my legs open, propped up on my elbows and tip my head back, my long black hair that has now dried in waves cascades down over my shoulders, and I close my eyes.
You slap my thigh, and I scream, taken from complete pleasure to burning pain in a second. Grabbing my hips, you flip me over onto my knees, and slap my arse hard. I fall to the floor with a scream, and you pick me back up, planting one foot firmly on the floor, positioning my waist over your raised knee. Spanking me again, you continue to rain blows down onto my glowing arse, eight, ten times, alternating sides. Laughing, you push me to the floor, where I lie, my arse glowing red, and my tears soaking into the rug.
Unable to move, I lie there sobbing quietly, the sound appearing to excite you even more. Turning my head to the side I see you have unzipped your jeans, and are rubbing your hard cock through your tight black boxers. I see the spots close to the waistband where your pre - come has soaked into the cotton. Confused, I could do nothing but lie there, my thoughts running in circles. Nudging my hip with your knee, you motion me to lie on my back. Unwrapping your scarf from your neck, you bind my hands above my head. Bending your head to my breast, you suck my nipple, swirling your tongue around my areola, nipping at the erect bud with your teeth. Relaxing once more, I succumb to you, arching my back, moaning slightly as your right hand comes up to pull gently on my other nipple. Moving down my body, your lips kissing a trail down my abdomen, I part my legs for you.
