He shoved a knee forward, grinding it into my cunt.
“And what happens when I get out?”
I said nothing, my breath catching as he tightened his fingers.
“What happens when I get out, doctor?”
“M-maybe they won’t let you out.”
“I’m rich. Yes, they would. And you know what I’d do? Hunt you fucking down and punish your ass, like I’m going to do right now.”
And he shoved me against a tree and pulled up my skirt.
When I looked down in horror, he was ripping my belt from its loops.
“Don’t you dare!”
“Did you know psychopaths don’t like to befucking crossed? That’s something for your research, baby.”
The first lick of the belt on my bare ass hurt like hell, and it was followed by another hard, vicious snap that made me squeal in pain.
“I’m going to punish you until my arm gets tired and then I’ll fuck you.”
“Ouch, god, Gabriel, stop!”
He snorted. “Whine to someone who cares.”
“Your father cares!”
His hands tightened on my aching ass, and then he suddenly hauled back and slapped it again.
“This ass isn’t my father’s. Or anyone else’s. Only mine. You belong to me, do you understand that?”
“No!”
The belt flicked out again, catching the fleshiest part of my ass and making tears spring to my eyes.
It was agony, my entire ass feeling raw and brutalized.
“Do you imagine I’d ever let you go?”he growled. “It doesn’t matter what you do. It doesn’t matter if you run. Run if you want. If you like getting your little ass whipped. I’ll chase you every time. And you won’t like what I do to anyone else in the vicinity. You won’t like what I do to anyone who helps you.”
Snap
I squealed in dismay.
“How pretty these little marks are,” Gabriel said, in that cold dead psychopath’s voice. “So pink, like a flower or some shit. Makes me want to make more.”
He knelt down, licking at the burning skin of my ass as he made satisfied rumbling noises deep in his chest.
“Gabriel, it hurts!” I complained, but I felt slick heat wet on my thighs, embarrassing proof of what he could do to my body, and when he had licked every massive welt, he turned me around, rubbing my sore ass against the rough bark of the tree as he nipped at my clit.
I closed my eyes, trying to block out my orgasm, but of course it was impossible, the sensations building at me from the sting of the welts on my ass and the heat in my pussy to see his massive shoulders between my thighs.
My pussy lips were swollen and dripping, and he had barely touched my clit, sucking it into his mouth, when I exploded hard, squirting out slick release in hard, tight pulses, moaning in relief.
As I released, arching my body with the painful, urgent pleasure, I felt a stinging sensation on the back of my neck, and I reached my hand back to feel a strange, smooth metal bump there.
“A tracker,” Gabriel growled. “So this shit doesn’t happen again.”
