Gone

Punishment: Part 2

Previously:"You shouldn't have done that baby girl, now I have to punish you".......

I awaken to the ringing in my ears, and events from earlier flood back into my mind.
I shudder at the thought and try to move my way through the haze and back into reality. But when I do, I don't like what I see.
I am tied up, my hands are clasped together and secured with rope that is tied to the ceiling. I am barely able to keep my feet on the floor, and I'm desperately trying to free my hands because I know I will soon be "punished" by my gorgeous kidnapper.
It's too late, I hear the sound of his footsteps above me, and I try to act like I am still asleep.
My hearing is hyperfocused, I hear his key turn the lock, he turns the handle and swings open the door. I also hear his boots rush down the stairs in a swift motion, and I stiffen when he reaches the bottom.
"It's no use trying to escape, love," he says to me,"your mine now."
He grabs my waist and pulls me close, and he whispers in my ear.
"I know your awake princess, I heard you struggling. It's time for your punishment," he puts emphasis on the last word. And I slowly open my eyes to meet those of my capture.
His eyes are surprisingly warm and inviting. But something is behind them, and I think I can identify it from the stories I have previously heaed.
Lust.
He spins me around and roughly forces my pants down around my ankles, he hooks his fingers in my underwear and I hear him rip them off.I hear his feet shuffle behind me as he rushes up the steps and back through the door, he leaves me half naked, exposed to the cool air of the basement.
He returns only minutes later, and slowly stalks his way around me, like a lioness stalks her prey.
Then he pounces, he roughly presses his lips against mine, and I can't help but kiss back.
He picks me up by the waist and I wrap my legs around him. He gropes my bare butt causing me to moan, and he takes that opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth. He dominates mine after a brief battle, and slides his hand towards my core.
I feel on edge, so full of need and tenderness, I want him, I need him.
But I cannot have him, he pulls away suddenly and slaps me.
I cry out from the sudden contact and stinging sensation.
He growls at me and tells me,"Bad girls get punished remember?"
He grabs something he set on the floor, a paddle and sets it on a table he must have brought down when I blacked out. It has a circular hook underneath it and he unties me from the roof only to connect my restraints to the hook under the table.
My buttis in the air, and I am bent over the table. I feel like a five year old being spanked.
He picks up the paddle and drags it across the table, teasing me, then in one swift motion he brings it down upon my bare bottom.
A sharp sting spreads through me and he brings another smack down. He continues to rain down on hits and they seem to get harder each time.
After a while I no longer cey out but scream, for it is almost to much to handle.
I stopped counting after 57, and he stops when I'm sure it's well past 100.
But what he does next surprises me, he brings himself closer and presses himself against my backside, I can feel something poking my upper thigh.
"You see what you do to me baby girl," he says," and from the looks of it, looks like you liked your punishment," it takes me a moment to realize what he was saying, but I can feel something wet dripping from me down, and I know I'm in worse trouble than before.