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" Going somewhere little one ? "
The air in the room was thick, oppressive, and Aurelia felt trapped beneath the weight of Darius's gaze.
Her heart pounded in her chest, fear mixing with an almost unbearable tension that she couldn't explain.
"You thought you could run," Darius's voice cut through the silence, low and controlled, each word laced with a dangerous edge.
He stood only a few feet away, his eyes dark and unreadable, fixed on her as though she were prey. "You thought you could escape me."
Aurelia couldn't respond. Her mouth was dry, her body trembling with fear.
She had acted on impulse, fueled by desperation, but now the full gravity of her mistake hung over her.
There was no way out, not from him. Not from the consequences.
"You know what happens when you disobey me," Darius said, his tone softening to something even more chilling.
"Now, you need to learn."
He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming her as he tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze.
The coldness in his eyes made her shudder. She wanted to turn away, to flee, but she couldn't.
She was trapped, not just by the physical space, but by the force of his will.
"Turn around," he ordered, releasing her chin.
Aurelia hesitated, but only for a second. She knew better than to defy him further.
Slowly, she turned, her body trembling as she faced the wall, feeling utterly exposed and vulnerable.
"If you behave like a child," Darius said quietly, his voice thick with a controlled fury, "then you'll be treated like one."
Aurelia gasped as she felt his hands at her waist.
His fingers slid under the waistband of her pants and panties, and before she could react, he pulled them down to her knees in one swift, humiliating motion.
The air felt cold against her bare skin, making her shiver, but more than the cold, it was the mortifying realization of her vulnerability that made her body tense.
"Don't move," Darius commanded, his voice low and authoritative.
She stood still, her breathing shallow, waiting, dreading what would come next.
Her skin prickled with the unbearable tension that filled the room. She felt his presence behind her, closer now, the heat of his breath ghosting over her neck.
Darius placed a firm hand on the small of her back, forcing her to bend slightly forward. "Keep your hands at your sides," he said, his voice a quiet threat.
"And don't you dare reach for your butt. This punishment is meant to teach you."
Her heart hammered in her chest, her body trembling under his control.
Then, without warning, the first smack landed against her exposed skin, sharp and hard.
Aurelia let out a soft, involuntary gasp, the pain radiating through her body. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, but the sting was impossible to ignore.
Each strike was slow, deliberate, the sound of his hand meeting her skin echoing in the silence of the room.
The pain intensified with each smack, her legs trembling under the force of it, but she didn't move, didn't dare defy him again.
"You need to understand," Darius murmured between strikes, his voice a dark lullaby.
"You belong to me, Aurelia. And when you try to escape, there are consequences."
Aurelia squeezed her eyes shut, tears prickling at the corners of her eyes.
Her body ached, her skin burning from the relentless punishment, but worse than the physical pain was the utter humiliation of it.
She felt like nothing more than a child being scolded, powerless and small under his control .
After several agonizing moments, Darius finally stopped.
His hand rested lightly on her reddened skin, a cruel reminder of the power he wielded over her.
He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear, whispering softly, "You will stay here, like this, until I say otherwise."
Aurelia's breath hitched, but she didn't move.
She couldn't. Her mind was spinning, consumed by the shame, the helplessness, and the undeniable awareness of how completely he had broken her will.
"Stand in the corner," Darius ordered. "And don't pull your pants and panties up. Keep them down, and don't you dare touch your butt. You need to feel this. To remember it."
Aurelia swallowed hard, her body trembling as she stepped slowly to the corner, her pants and panties still down around her knees.
She stood facing the wall, her bare skin exposed, every nerve on edge. She could feel his eyes on her, watching her every move, ensuring that she obeyed.
The room was eerily quiet now, the only sound the shallow rise and fall of her breathing.
Tears slid down her cheeks, but she didn't make a sound. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction of seeing her cry.
Darius's voice broke the silence once more, calm and unyielding. "You'll stay here, just like this, until I'm satisfied you've learned your lesson."
Aurelia pressed her forehead against the wall, her body shaking with the weight of his punishment.
The humiliation burned deeper than the physical pain, a reminder of how powerless she truly was under his control.
Minutes passed, dragging on in unbearable silence. Her legs ached from standing still, her skin still smarting from the blows, but she didn't move. She didn't dare. She knew better than to defy him again.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Darius's footsteps approached. He stood behind her, close enough that she could feel his breath against her neck.
"Have you learned your lesson?" he asked softly, his voice a low murmur of control.
Aurelia nodded weakly, her voice caught in her throat. She was too exhausted, too broken to resist any longer.
"Good," Darius said, placing a firm hand on her shoulder. "Remember this, Aurelia. I don't tolerate disobedience. You belong to me. Don't ever forget it."
With that, he stepped away , well not before spanking her already bruised butt again , leaving her standing in the corner, her body trembling, her soul scarred by the weight of their dark bond.
To be continued ...
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