‘Yes, Sir,’ I whispered.
‘I’ll break you down, then build you up again. That’s what the second phase is all about.’
I shuddered.
‘Are you afraid of pain?’ He continued caressing my skin, warming it.
‘Yes, Sir,’ I admitted.
He slid his hand down my other leg, his fingertips brushing past my pussy. ‘I won’t leave any marks on you tonight. I’ll never take you beyond what you can handle. Do you trust me?’
‘Yes, Sir.’
‘Good. Tell me why I’m punishing you.’
I swallowed. ‘I came without permission earlier.’
‘Good.’ He landed a few little pats on my butt before rubbing the skin. ‘What else?’
‘I didn’t do as I was told.’
He repeated the little taps. ‘And?’
‘And…’ I frowned. ‘I don’t know.’
His hand lifted for a brief second before he smacked my arse. I stiffened and gasped. It wasn’t painful, just surprising. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad.
‘Count,’ he ordered.
‘One, Sir.’
He hit me again, hard enough to sting. I squeezed my eyes shut.
‘Two, Sir,’ I said, praying my voice would hold. I didn’t want him to see my weaknesses. He might decide I wasn’t the sub for him.
His hand came down again, hitting the apex of my thighs. My eyes flew open.
‘Three, Sir!’
He spanked me until I reached ten, until the sheets were wet with my tears, and my skin felt as if it were on fire. He still wasn’t done.
‘Do you remember what else you did wrong, baby girl?’
I honestly didn’t know and writhed under him as he rubbed my sore skin. When I didn’t answer, he tutted at me. ‘Did you think I wouldn’t do this?’
My eyes widened. ‘Oh.’
He hit me again. ‘That was a mistake, wasn’t it?’
It was. ‘Sorry, Sir!’
‘And you’re still keeping information from me, aren’t you?’
‘No?’
‘Yes, you are. I want you to count to six now.’ His order sent a shiver down my body. I tensed when his hand lifted, then cried out as he hit me harder than before.
‘One,’ I grunted. ‘Sir,’ I quickly added.
