Chapter 11
Chapter 11:
Her body was mine. No one should touch what I had claimed.
“Relax, Damon,” I told myself. “She’s just a mistress, a tool for pleasure and satisfaction. Easily discarded when worn out.”
But still, a wave of anger flooded me at her reluctance to remove her see-through dress.
“Are you waiting for a special invitation? I said, strip!” I commanded, struggling to suppress my anger.
Why was she acting like it was her first time? Even if it were, I was the Alpha King. I could have what I wanted, whenever I wanted, with no questions asked.
The bastard’s words still lingered in my mind, messing with my temper. I had to channel that frustration onto her. Damn it!
“Yes, my king,” she replied, fumbling with the hem of her dress.
Impatient, I hissed and walked toward her, ripping the dress from her body. I tossed the torn gown aside without a care.
“You know what I hate?” I asked, shoving her toward a large table against the wall. “Reluctance… hesitation. When I say strip, you strip!” I bellowed, spanking her hard enough to turn her skin pink.
I was taking my anger out on her, but I didn’t care.
“Yes, my king,” she muttered. She knew better than to remain silent.
“You’ll be punished for what you did. But do you know why?”
She swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the floor.
“I hesitated. I was reluctant to obey your command.”
“Good girl. Turn around, hands flat on the table,” I instructed, nodding in satisfaction as she obeyed.
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“I’ll be striking you five times. That’s your punishment. Do well to count. Is that clear?” I asked, irritated by the way she nodded her head.
“Respond!” I spanked her hard, feeling her release on my finger.
“Yes, my king,” she moaned.
“Naughty girl,” I said, her arousal palpable in the air.
In a flash of light, I unbuckled my belt, rolling the edge in my palm before striking her fair ass. Satisfaction rushed through me as the first stroke landed.
“One,” she gasped.
“Good girl.”
Without warning, the second stroke landed on her ass, causing her to raise her feet and curl her toes.
“Two,” she bit her lip, letting out a sharp gasp.
“Do you like it?” I asked in a gruff voice. My body ached to pin her against the table and fuck her brains out.
“Five!” she screamed, moaning. Her release trickled down her legs as they shook. Her ass was bright red now. I loved them red. It turned me on greatly.
I tossed the belt aside, releasing my zipper and setting my throbbing cock free. I plunged deep into her, her painful screams filling the air. I didn’t let her recover before I shoved myself deeper, grabbing a fistful of her hair as I continued to give her hard, punishing strokes.
“You can’t even father a child!”
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