I whimper as I nod, giving my consent for this stranger to beat me.I assume I will live through this, and if I’m still alive and I decide I never want this to happen again, all I have to do is call the police like a sane human.
No, it’s not that simple.I can’t give them enough information to locate my stalker.I don’t think his woodsy scent or size is very helpful.But maybe they could protect me while they look for him?Maybe he left fingerprints on my room.I bet he has a record.Theywouldfind him.
My resolve strengthens, reminding me I can survive this.I just need to play along until he leaves.Then I’ll call the cops.I swear to myself this is the last straw.The last time I let this fucking ogre touch me.
“Good girl.”He smooths his rough palm over my ass a few more times before he starts spanking me.The first swats aren’t as hard as the one from before.Nor are they as hard as the time he slapped my thigh the night he first grabbed me.
I can do this.Endure it.Keep breathing.In and out.
His spanking increases, loud slaps that ring in the air as he covers my entire bottom and the backs of my thighs.The burn grows.I’m not sure how much more I can take.It hurts so bad.
He doesn’t stop.He keeps swatting my tender flesh until I can’t take it anymore.I lift my head and cry out.My voice is muffled by the ball gag.No one would hear me even if they were in the next room.
No one is coming to help me.
Something breaks in me.I begin sobbing violently.
He stops spanking me immediately.
My ass burns so badly.It’s going to hurt for days.
He releases my wrists and grips the backs of my thighs with both of his hands, yanking them several inches apart.He’s so strong, pinning me down.Plus, I don’t have the energy to fight him.My panties are pulled tight around my knees.
I feel so exposed.And… Oh God… My pussy is pulsing.Arousal is dripping down my legs.Does he know?Can he see it?
Spent, I bring my arms beside my head and cry.I don’t try to get away.I just cry harder behind the ball gag.My tears soak through the blindfold.My nose drips incessantly.
I’m so confused.I don’t understand my reaction.Why do I want him to touch my pussy?The asshole just spanked me so hard I can’t catch my breath.I bet my ass is nearly bleeding.I won’t be able to sit or lie on it for days.
After a long time, I’m finally spent.I have no more tears to cry.My pussy isn’t pulsing as badly either.My stalker releases my thighs and comes to my side.Without a word, he unfastens the gag and reaches around to ease it from my mouth.
I blow out a breath of relief as I stretch out my sore jaw.
He pulls the pillows from under me and guides me onto my side.
I bend my knees and squeeze them together so my pussy won’t be as exposed.My panties are still around my knees.I don’t dare move to pull them up.
“Blow,” he demands right before touching my nose with a tissue.
I hesitate.
“Briana,” he warns.“You don’t want to anger Daddy further.Blow your nose, naughty girl.”
I do as I’m told, clearing my sinuses.
“Good girl.”
Even now, after what I’ve just endured, my stomach clenches at those words.
He rubs my back.“Do you feel better, princess?”
Is hecrazy?Well, obviously.Certifiable.But what the fuck is he talking about?
He chuckles.“Let go of the anger, princess.Think about the release you got from that.It feels good to cry.There’s no sense in me spanking you if you’re not going to get a release from it.I know you came close to getting a different kind of release.I saw you gripping your knees together.I will never let you orgasm from a spanking.When I punish you, you do not get to come.Understood?”
I don’t think I understand at all.I’m so confused.But I lick my lips and respond appropriately.“Yes, Sir.”I don’t know who I am.
“Your sore bottom will remind you to follow the rules, princess.”His voice is so calm.So matter of fact.“Tomorrow you’ll do better to obey Daddy.”