Chapter 303: I Am Far From Done With You
Chapter 303: I Am Far From Done With You
Gregorio
"Give the book back, Camilla." My voice came out as a command.
Domenico and Adriano have left the house for the meeting with the president of the hotel we want to invest in and I was all alone with Camilla. She was moaning all night with Adriano in the playroom, I wanted her to give me the fucking reason to red her ass. Keeping her eyes glued to mine, she reached for the book and grinned at me. Little fucking brat. My steps were heavy and my strides were long as I ate up the distance between us until I was flashed with her back, towering over her from behind.
"I said, give it back." I growled into her ear.
She seemed relatively unfazed by my command and turned in my arms so that she was facing me, her lips just inches from mine.
"Or what?" She sassed.
Her eyes were darker than normal and burned straight through me with a mischievous fire behind them that made me so fucking hard I could barley stand it. I reached up and wrapped my hand around her throat, feeling her swallow hard against my grasp.
"Or I will fuck that attitude right out of you."
My hand tightened around her throat and I felt her pulse pick up as it thumped against my fingers.
"Are you afraid of me?" I asked in a deep voice that made her stuck in some air.
"No," she breathed, keeping her eyes glued to mine.
"You should be."
I had her pinned against the kitchen counter she ran to and could feel her heart racing beneath my hand as I gripped her throat. Her sudden attitude and urge to test my boundaries did something to me and I barely clung to my self control. I couldn't fuck her right here in the kitchen.
"Playroom now," I growled next to her ear, giving her throat one final squeeze before I released her.
A flirty smile lifted the corner of her mouth before she slid out from my hold and headed down the hall. Finishing the reminder of my drink by tossing the content back, I swallowed hard as I watched her hips sway back and forth down the hallway. I followed close behind her and towered over as we stepped into the low lit playroom.
"Take this shit off." I commanded, tugging at the straps of her dress.
She slowly slid the straps off as I side stepped her and went towards the far corner of the room. Her eyes tracked me as she walked over towards the bed completely naked and on display for me.
"What do you think you are doing?" I asked harshly.
She was silent but her eyes darted over to the bed and then back towards me, slightly confused and waiting for a command.
"When I said I was going to fuck that little attitude out of you, I wasn't joking." I said in a low menacing tone as I placed my hand on a chair and pushed it across the floor towards her.
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard, letting her eyes sweep over the chair that was designed to strap her down on all fours. With my eyes glued at her and a deep scowl on my face, I patted the leather of the chair, prompting her immediate movement.
All of the sassy and playful energy had drained from her and she let me position her on her chair. The chair was designed to support her and hold her in her hands and knees with straps to hold them in place. Tightening each strap, I moved from one arm to the other, watching her big dove eyes stare up at me with uncertainty.
"I am going to fuck you, Camilla but first, I am going to punish you."
I loosened my tie and removed it before rolling up my sleeve, watching the anticipation build in her who was completely immobile and helpless. She shifted and pulled against her restraints a little bit, teasing them as she watched me. You are going nowhere and you are going to take everything I have to give you.
Standing in front of her, I slid my belt off slowly, freeing it from the loops and folding it in my hand for her to see.
"What is your safe word, Camilla?"
"Peach," she replied in a shaky voice with her eyes glued to the belt in my hand.
"Are you afraid of me?" I asked in a menacing tone.
"No," she breathed.
"Why not?"
"Because I love you."
There was so much conviction and desire in her voice, I could hardly stand it. I leaned over and bent my weight on the chair, letting my lips lightly touch the shell of her ear.
"Good girl,"
I stood and dragged the end of the leather belt up her arms, allowing it to make gentle touch with her soft flesh. I made a trail with my belt down her back all the way down to her ass as I positioned myself behind her.
"Do you need to use your safe word?" I asked, making it perfectly clear that we were going to try something new and I needed her consent.
"No, I don't need it." Her perfect plump ass was on display for me and I gave it a squeeze as I spoke to her.
"You are going to take your punishment like a good little slut, aren't you?"
I positioned my belt right on the side of her ass, letting her know that is where she would be receiving her punishment.
"Yes, sir." She said softly.
I brought my belt down on her ass, hearing the loud slap of leather as she arched forward. She gasped and held her breath against the pain as she rocked her body forward and tried to escape the sting but there was nowhere for her to go. My palm massaged and rubbed the newly red skin, letting her relax and catch her breath before I delivered a second blow.
"Do you want to use your safe word?" I asked again.
"No," she practically yelled, turning her head over her shoulder as best she could. Dropping my hand between her legs, I slid a finger inside her drenched opening.
"Hmmm, somebody is enjoying her punishment." I taunted, loving the soft moans that escaped her sweet mouth.
"Ask me for another." I ordered.
"Please, sir. May I have another?"
Oh my fucking goodness, she is so perfect.
"Count them," I commanded.
Bringing the belt down onto her ass harder this time, I clench my teeth as I listen to her gasp and yelp numbers at each impact of the leather. After the third impact, she stopped counting and whimpered against the sensation.
"Use your safe word or keep counting.
Her pussy was glistering and drenched but I could tell that she was still getting used to the double sensation of pleasure and pain.
"Three," she finally breathed.
I delivered six blows with my belt because that was all she could take. Her legs began to shake and the skin on her ass was red and angry. She was panting and her chest was heaving, readying herself for another but I don't want to punish her more.
I held the belt out and dropped it loudly onto the floor with a loud clunk. She flinched a little as I rested my hand on her ass.
"Shhhh," I soothed, rubbing the red swollen skin as softly as I could.
"You did so good, sweetheart." I praised her, dropping my hand between her legs.
"Such a good girl," I said, drawing the words out nice and slow and feeling her body react to them.
I rubbed her clit and massaged her ass, trying to flood her with some endorphins. She moaned and melted against the chair and I watched the tension in her muscles start to fade. Making my way in front of her, I bent over and used my knuckles to lift her chin a little bit.
"Now, thank me." I said, holding her chin in place with my hand.
Her tongue swept over her bottom lip as she looked up at me with nothing but devotion in her eyes.
"Thank you, sir." She said with the smallest smile in the corner of her mouth.
I kissed that tiny smile and started to unlatch her from the chair which seemed to confuse her.
"Wait, are you done?" She asked in confusion as she sat up onto her knees and rubbed at her wrists and forearms.
"Oh, I am far from done with you, sweetheart but your punishment is done, yes."
Her legs were the next to be freed and as soon as she stood from the chair, her legs shook and trembled to the point where she had to grab onto me. This was her first flogging and her body was already starting to experience sub-drop which was understandable. I surveyed her shaking body but she clung to me and tried to muster a smile.
"Just give me a second, I still want to fúck that little attitude of yours out."
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