His Little Secret

Chapter Five

I slammed Negan's bedroom door shut behind me as I hurried in, panting softly as I noticed Negan sitting in his chair, a dark expression plastered across his face. "You're late," he stated simply and I nodded. "Yes I know. I had some problems, but now-" he stood up quickly, and I found myself unable to finish my sentence.

"You're...fucking...late." he hissed menacingly as he stepped closer, and I didn't dare move from where I stood in front of him. "I was planning on being gentle, but now I see you need to be punished." I shivered at his words, rembering the last time he punished me; I hadn't been able to walk for the next two days.

"I was trying to make him eat and lost track of the time Negan. I'm sorry it won't happen again-" A hard slap interrupted my apology, my cheek stinging as I looked at him with wide eyes. He had never hit me before, at least not anything other than spankings when he was feeling extra dominant. He seemed to realize this as well, as something in his expression faltered.

He let out a soft sigh. "Strip and get on the bed." he comanded quickly, and I wasted no time, climbing onto the bed once completely naked. I could hear him undoing his zipper, surprised he was undressing fully, but the thought was long forgotten when he slammed into me without any preparation.

I cried out in both surprise and pain, burying my face in the sheets as I closed my eyes, hoping it would be over sooner rather than later. He groaned my name softly as he began to thrust into me at a hard, fast pace, and I gripped the sheets as small whimpers escaped my lips.

His hand moved up to grab a fistful of hair, pulling hard causing my body to lift up, and he took advantage of this new position to bite down on my shoulder. I gasped as he hit my spot, wanting so badly not to enjoy what he was doing, but a part of me willing to be his whore all at the same time.

"That's right, princess, fuck my big hard cock." he groaned out as he slammed into me faster, hips smacking against mine as he began to pant. I knew he was close by the way his thrusts became eratic, and his groans louder. It wasn't long before he came inside me, my body convulsing as I followed suit, and he collapsed on top of me panting breathlessly. He kissed my temple as I curled up into a ball, whispering menacingly into my ear. "Don't keep me waiting again, Ruthie."