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𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐞𝐱 𝐩𝐭. 𝟐

[ Smut ]

**Warning: spanking, mention of safe words, condescension, and degradation. If you still want to read the chapter, but only the standard vanilla parts, I'll put five asterisks where the rough stuff starts, and then where it ends**

I swallow thickly, the sound of my heart hammering ringing in my ears.

"(Y/N) do not make me repeat myself."

I inhale, doing exactly what she says. I move past her, slowly lying my head back on the pillow, looking up at her expectantly. Her face hardens, shaking her head in disapproval.

"No." She snapped, "The other way. On your stomach."

*****

I blush before nodding, turning around. I can already assume she wants my face in the pillow, so I do exactly like that. I hear her chuckle from behind me, amused. Then out of nowhere, she smacks my ass, causing me to yelp.

"I'm sorry if I scared you, kitten." She says, squeezing my ass. "But I really can't help it."

She smacks me again, causing me to cry out.

"And I honestly don't know if I want to stop, either. I mean you did just try to fucking mark me."

Another swat. Another cry out of pain and pleasure.

"And you deserved to be punished."

Smack.

"Though it wouldn't be a punishment to you, huh? You're probably just getting wetter from this."

Smack.

"You could probably get off to this."

Smack.

"You could probably cum to this, huh? You naughty fucking girl."

Smack.

"Billie please."

"What? Are you getting close?"

Smack.

"Billie, listen." I said rapidly, before she could get another swat in. I seem to have caught her attention, because she falls silent. I look over my shoulder to see her hand in the air, before slowly letting it fall on my ass, causing me to flinch. She rubs it soothingly, though there's this shit eating grin never leaving her face.

"I'm listening." She says, amusingly.

I close my eyes and swallow, to calm my panting and quick paced heart. "Billie. I am incredibly horny. I legitimately don't think that I can last much longer. So I'm begging you, if you keep this up, I just might cum. So please stop, Billie."

I shut my eyes tighter, now humiliated that I'm begging Billie like a toddler would for candy in a store. But the truth of the matter is, I don't care anymore. If I have to sacrifice my dignity and a stretched out pause in the room, fuck it.

Plus I know she's into that begging shit, so maybe she'll consider stopping for my sake.

The silence and tension is so thick in the air, the pressure of it was weighing down on me every time I tried to breathe.

Am I lightheaded? Do I need water? I mean I could say the safe word right now.

Nah let's see where this goes. I think I can hold out just a little while longer.

Am I kidding myself? I mean I'm right on the brink of cummi-

I then hear Billie start to chuckle behind me. I shiver at the sound, noting to myself that I probably shouldn't look back.