I didn’t care about any of that now. I was just hot as hell for him and desperate to see how far I could push him. All I wanted was to watch Henri struggle and beg as I tormented him until his release would be as much pain as pleasure. I wanted to punish him, and he deserved it. He’d known the rules, and he’d broken them. I could send him away without a cent. I could choke the life from him, but I wasn’t going to do either of those things. I was going to keep him right here and use him for exactly what I needed, over and over until our time together was up.
“Brace yourself,” I warned him.
“Remy, please.”
The desperation in his voice only made me harder. I slapped my belt against his ass. The blow was nowhere near as hard as it could have been, but he cried out, trying to scramble away from me. I seized hold of his hip, squeezing hard, knowing I would leave bruises there.
“Hurts so much,” he whimpered.
“Good. Maybe it will teach you a lesson.”
I brought the belt down again on his other cheek. He flinched, but he didn’t try to escape.
“That’s better. You can take this. You chose to disobey me, so take the consequences.”
“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I don’t… I can’t…”
I laid the belt across his ass even harder. He cried out again, the sound full of anguish, yet he couldn’t keep his hips still. I reached underneath him. As I suspected, his cock was rock hard and leaking. “You want this, don’t you?”
He whined pitifully.
“You knew what would happen. You knew I would find out you’d been in my office and that I’d give you what you longed for.”
“I… No!”
I spanked him again. “Don’t lie to me.”
“I didn’t want to get caught, but I…”
“What?” I asked, setting my belt down and digging my fingers into his ass, squeezing hard as he squirmed, trying to get away. I loved seeing his ass red from my blows and feeling the heat of his abused skin.
“When you… said you would punish me I… I imagined this, and…”
I slapped his ass with my hand. “I told you to tell me everything, and I meant it.”
“I wondered if I would like it. I wondered how it would feel. I wanted… I wanted you to spank me.”
I used my hand to smack his ass again and again until he was whimpering and begging for me to stop. His ass was so red, so hot. I pulled his cheeks apart and bent, running my tongue over his hole. He cried out then just like he had from the pain.
I blew warm breath up and down his crack, making him shiver. “Don’t come.”
“Please. Please I can’t. It’s too much.”
“You should have thought of that before you broke into my office.”
“Sorry. I’m so sorry. Please.”
I spanked him again before opening his ass so I could give him my tongue, pushing it in deep. He pushed back against me, trying to get more, but I held him still, tormenting and tasting him until I was so hard I had to have him.
He was sobbing now, desperate to come. I circled his cock with my hand, giving him light, teasing strokes. Precum ran freely from his slit. I squeezed the base, holding him back as I bent over him and whispered in his ear. “I’m going to fuck you now, and you’re still not going to come until I tell you to.”
He sobbed harder, muttering nonsense words, but I knew he was begging me to let him give into his need. I wouldn’t. I was going to draw this out as long as I could.
I let go of him and reached for the lube. Then I slicked myself up, knelt behind him, and traced his crack with the tip of my cock, teasing him as I squeezed his sore ass cheeks. His struggles only made me grip him harder, and the sound he made as I pushed my dick inside him was hypnotizing. Pain and pleasure were so exquisitely mixed in what was neither a scream nor a groan but something primal I felt all the way to my core.
26
Henri
I no longer knew if I wanted to fight Remington or submit utterly to what he was doing. I couldn’t tell the difference between pain and ecstasy anymore. My ass throbbed from the spanking, and his rough thrusts made me burn, but I was so needy, so ready to come. The sound of his rough breathing, the knowledge of how turned on he was, how much he needed to control me was intoxicating.
I wouldn’t have stopped him if I could. I wanted every minute of it. I wanted to know how far he would go, how severe my punishment would be.
Would he let me come soon? Would I survive if he didn’t?
He drove into me without mercy, pressing against my ass, but the pain diminished the longer he was inside me, and it was all I could do to hold back. “Close. I’m so close.”
“No,” he growled. “Not until I say. I own your body. I choose what happens to it.”
Jesus, why was that so hot? I didn’t really want to lose control of myself like that, did I? I’d fought so long and so hard. I’d taken care of my mother, and I’d tried to take care of all the debt I was left with. I’d refused help from anyone until I was so desperate I’d taken my cousin up on his offer, but was I really in control of myself out there on the street? At least with Remington I was making a conscious choice to give myself to him, and he could’ve done so much worse than edge me until I was nearly out of my mind.
He seized hold of
