Obsession's Embrace

The Taming (pt. 2)

I fucked around.

Now I'm finding out.

My ass is on fucking fire. I swear I won't sit for a week. Maybe two. If I thought she was swinging with all her strength before? I was fucking wrong.

She's making me count this time. I'm on 19 and about to beg for fucking forgiveness. Another swing from her, another cry of complete agony from me. Is my ass bleeding? It has to be right?

"20!" I cry, not knowing how to make it stop other than to beg, "please, I'm sorry!"

The belt drops to the floor behind me and we pant in silence for a few moments. My knees are buckled against the bed and I don't dare to move. When I feel a soft, yet painful, touch on my ass I flinch, tensing up.

"Please.." I whine, afraid of getting more.

"Relax, babygirl," she says as she gently rubs my ass.

I groan in both pleasure and pain from the sting it gives before it soothes. Dropping my head to the sheets, I enjoy the feeling of comfort in silence, taking all of it that she'll give me.

My eyes are closing when I feel her hand slipping lower, rubbing between my legs. They pop back open when she circles her finger around my clit. I moan softly as she works me up, my legs spreading.

When she slips two fingers into me I whimper in pleasure at the intrusion. She thrusts them faster and harder, my cries getting louder as my back arches and my hands grip the sheets. I'm going to cum soon. I'm so fucking close already after the brutal turn on of a beating I got.

Just as my thighs start to shake, she rips her fingers from me. I groan in annoyance.

"Fuck," I cry.

"Lay down on your back," she orders.

I immediately obey. Crawling onto the bed and turning over onto my back. I hiss when my ass slides against the sheets and my eyes widen when Electra picks up her belt.

I squeeze my legs together.

"N-No please," I say, unsure of what she has in mind.

Electra smirks and climbs over top of me.

"If I was going to spank your pussy, babygirl, I'd use my hand," she says.

My jaw drops in shock and Electra laughs sinisterly before she grabs my wrists and forces them above my head. She uses the belt to tie them to the headboard of the bed and I struggle against them.

"Electra," I plea.

Instead of responding she forces my legs apart and lays a cruel, hard slap on my pussy. Right over my fucking clit. It elicits a scream from me, and when she does it again, I moan instead. The pleasure shooting through me is insane and my hips start bouncing off the bed.

"Are you enjoying this, baby?" She asks with a grin.

"Yes!" I shout and she shoves two fingers back into me as she slaps me again with her other hand.

I cry out in ecstasy, nearing closer and closer to that sweet release. When my moans and cries turn sultry and lustrous, my pussy beginning to clench around her fingers, she rips them from me again. Her hands completely leaving my body.

"No! Please!" I cry with need and desire.

The need for her hands, the desire for her touch. She grins at me and leans down over me. I stare into her eyes as my hips thrust and grind, trying to find release against her body. But I can't connect with the way she's leaning over me.

My eyes find hers and they see a sign of softness in them. She glances down at my lips and I wet them, waiting, hoping. She leans closer and our lips brush, almost connecting.

Instead, she freezes.

"I'll see you tomorrow," she whispers breathlessly and climbs off me.

My eyes widen as she grabs her jacket and puts it on before grabbing her helmet. She can't just leave me like this. Spanking, teasing, and now denying me?

"You can't just leave me like this!" I shout.

"I can and I am, babygirl. Get some sleep, you'll need it," she smirks.

"But my arms!" I whine.

"Can't have you touching yourself while I'm gone. Brats don't get to cum. I'm sure you know that," she grins evilly.

"Fuck you!" I shout as I struggle against the restraint.

Electra raises an eyebrow, "excuse me?"

"You fucking heard me!"

Not my finest moment. As made evident when she sets her helmet at the foot of the bed. I have an urge to kick it, but the raised eyebrow she gives me as I move my foot has me freezing.

"Kick it. I dare you. I'm already about to punish you again so give me more of a reason."

I gulp.

"Please don't. Please I-I can't handle more it still burns!"

Electra crosses her arms.

"Am I a brat?" She asks, daring me to answer with a yes.

"No, I'm sorry," I say as I sink into the sheets.

"Are you a brat?"

I open my mouth to say fuck no and fuck you, but then a pain in my ass reminds me not to. I nod in defeat, a tear of agony from being so turned on and knowing I won't cum tonight trails down my face.

"Goodnight, Rhea," she says.

A cry of anger, annoyance, and frustration escapes my lips when she leaves the hotel room. Leaving me alone and tied up without release or the possibility of one.

Everything about this woman fucks with my head. She turns me on, scares me, excites me, and angers me all at once. And I fucking love it.

Even though I might slap her when she comes back and sets me free.