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that strap left her butt feeling like it was going to fall off, and left her wishing that it would do
just that and get it over with. Not wanting to make any more of a spectacle of herself than she
was already doing, Honor tried to take it quietly. That lasted for about six strokes. Karim was
putting every ounce of his strength behind heavy THWACK, raising good-sized welts on her
pristine flesh with each SLAP of the leather against her defenseless bottom. Honor had no idea
how many times the belt bit into her, but Karim forced himself to count each stroke in his head
as his own penance. Fifty full-force strokes. When he was through, her bottom looked just
exactly like someone had taken a belt to her. And he was that someone.
Honor had long since gotten past the point of screaming when he finally stopped and threw the
belt away from them. When he helped her up, she was still in the process of expelling all her
breath in one very long sob, mouth wide open, eyes scrunched tightly closed. Gently, as if she
were a little girl, he pulled the shirt back over her head just as she sobbed pitifully and threw
herself into his arms. "Oh, baby, I m so sorry I had to punish you like that  but you would have
died out there by yourself!"
He held her to him just as fiercely as he had punished her, taking her weight on top of him to
keep her roasted bottom from touching the sheets. Like an injured kitten she lay on his chest,
sobbing fit to tear his heart in two. Karim stroked her tear-wet hair and rubbed her back lightly.
"Shhhhhh, it s all over."
To his amazement, she fell asleep in that position, worn out from the punishment as well as his
vigorous lovemaking throughout the night. After carefully placing her, still asleep, on her
tummy, he made a quick judgement call and went into his father s rooms to get some
equipment he knew would be there. And he was right.
When Honey awoke hours later, she tried to stretch, but found her hands hampered somehow.
Must be caught up in the bedsheets, her sleep muddled mind rationalized. But it was taking all
together much too much concentration to become untangled, so she woke herself up to
discover that her hands were bound loosely above her head with some sort of locking
mechanism. Alarmed, she tested the strength of the leather restraints and found that she could
lower her arms only enough to tuck her hands under her cheek, which was the way she usually
slept, but the lock wasn t going to give, and she was effectively tied to the bed.
Now it was her turn to turn beet red and have steam coming out of the top of her head, but she
didn t have a chance to say anything before Karim covered her lips with his while pulling gently
on an aroused nipple.
"Good morning, sunshine," he kissed her nose.
"Bullshit. What the fuck - YEEEEOWWWWW! Stop that right now!! OWWW! THAT HURTS ME!"
Alex efficiently rolled her onto her stomach, administering some very firm love pats to bottom
cheeks that were still extremely sore from last night. With her hands kept out of the way by the
leather cuffs, there was nothing she could do to defend her poor bruised butt. "I imagine it
does. But I ve noticed that your attitude as well as your language could use some serious
adjustments. And I m just the man to make those adjustments." He spanked her several more
times in the most tender areas of her bottom, then rolled her back over and into his arms.
God, she was gorgeous, all flushed cheeks and spiky eyelashes from crying during her early
morning spanking. His lips reached for hers, but drew back quickly when her teeth snapped in
warning. "If you bite me, you ll get spanked again. Or maybe paddled or hairbrushed, too. But
considering the state of your bottom right now, you might want to reconsider whatever plot you
have for revenge." To demonstrate his authority, he deliberately kissed her full on, a long
lingering kiss, as if daring her to disobey him. All it would have taken was a slight nip and he
would have gone to get the wooden paddle he saw in his father s nightstand. It would probably
come in handy later, though, knowing his stubborn Honor.
Out of intense curiosity, he let his hand wander down to the juncture of her thighs while he
kissed her, but she had her legs crossed tightly, barring his way. "Open your legs, sweetheart,
and let me in," his voice was cajoling but Honey knew there would be awful consequences if she
didn t obey him. Sobbing softly against his mouth, she relaxed her formidable leg muscles, but
couldn t quite bring herself to truly open herself to him.
"Thank you, Honey. That s a good girl." Alex considered it a victory that she hadn t yet tried to
kill him. It frankly amazed him that she had accepted his dominance as well as she had. He
moved himself down a little and captured a ripe berry of a nipple with his warm wet lips,
suckling strongly while his fingers probed her delicate folds as carefully as he could. He had to
see . . . had to find out for himself . . . ahhhhh, yes, she was literally dripping with honey. So
despite, or maybe because of, the severity of the punishment, she creamed all over him.
Perfect.
Karim was overjoyed by her responses, both sexual and emotional. He set about giving her a
very long, drawn out series orgasms that resulted in several of his own. He wanted to reinforce
his dominant position, and took her several times, stretching her deliberately, riding her gently
and roughly, and imprinting her with his stamp of ownership. Seeing her in that stables, ready
willing and able to ride out in to who knew what in the desert night, where she would surely
have perished before too long made him literally see red. Reddening her bottom had been his
only alternative, and he had taken it. He would do it again as many times as was necessary, and
he would keep her tied to the bed until they got out of here, if necessary.
It did have its advantages, after all.
Eventually, he untied her and massaged her sore shoulders on the way to a shared shower. If his
bedroom was opulent, his bathroom was decadent, done in shades of blue in Italian marble and [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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