All that could be heard in the quiet room was the crackling sound effects of the electric fireplace, and then...

SMACK!

The first smack sound and the gasp that followed reverberated around the room, and the second one on the same butt cheek brought unshed tears to her eyes, but in no way she was going to already give in.

3...4....5....then he switched to the other cheek. A small moan wrapped in a groan left her throat.

She suirms on top of him no doubt able to feel the massive hard on he was sporting. Nevertheless he kept on. When he was done giving each cheek their own 5 consecutive swats, he was now alternating between her butt and her thighs.

She should be horrified, she should be pushing herself off of him and leave with the little dignity she had left... If any.

The problem was, at her horror, she was enjoying this. It was enthralling not knowing when or where his hands were going to land next.

She found herself seeking the heat of his palms, the electricity that shoots straight to her sex everytime he'd touch her and began to push her butt up against his palms in a desperate attempt to keep his hands there on her skin just a tad bit longer.

There's that thin line between pain and pleasure, and never in a million years she thought she could have found it bending over anyone's knees.

Because pain she knew all too well, but as his hand heavily bar down on her smooth yet firm globes, the initial stings left behind by each impact should make her want to bolt from her past experiences...but she wanted more.

She needed more she realized.

He was punishing her for rebelling and worn something completely different then what he's asked her to. But perhaps this punishment could also be for other things.

Like how she has been living her life all these years. Like letting all these guys fuck her in her desperate search to briefly feel something so she could wake up the next day and look in the mirror and still believe there was an actual human behind those hazel eyes.

This was the real first test of total surrender for her. Letting someone intentionally hurt her when she has been spending her entire life hardening herself up behind an impenetrable protective wall after being hurt and betrayed so many times. So this act of submission has been a bigger deal then she thought. But she somehow knew he wouldn't injure her. It will hurt, but he will take care of her and soothe the pain. How did she know that? That she couldn't understand, but she trusted him and that was maddening.

****

Panting a bit, her face was buried on the couch pillow he had put under head. Still sprawled on his knees, he started to calmly observe and inspect his handy work.

He was strangely proud of her. She handled herself beautifully. Going in, he thought for sure she'd ask him to stop or slow down. But the little vixen kept making those delicious sounds which transported him to that dom set of mind and kept going to please her, when he Intentionally was only going to give her 10 swats. But she obviously could handle more and needed more. So he obliged.

With her skirt hiked up to her waist, he took his time watching her light caramel skin of her sexy as hell ass and thighs turn red with the traces of his palms appearing.

He almost let out a growl, happy to see his mark on her. The possessiveness of his cat rearing it's ugly head again. Except it wasn't just his lion who felt possessive and protective over her...

He started caressing and massaging her everywhere he'd spanked her. He'd soon, put some ointment for her, but for now he had to make sure she was OK and felt good.

He looked down at the white cotton panties she chose to wear to rebel against his demand and he couldn't help but chuckle.

"This was supposed to be a punishment Ms. Natalia, but it seems you've enjoyed it a bit too much."

He will have to find a different way to punish her next time.

With a finger, he lightly brushed the fabric covering her hidden treasure in between her heat. It was damp, wet for him and suddenly this was the sexiest granny panties he had ever seen.

He groaned and caught himself before he got out of control and took her right here.

This was huge for her. She let go and trusted him not to hurt her, doing anything more right now might be pushing her too hard too fast.

But then when his finger stopped stroking her center, she let out a soft yelp "please." she pleaded.

"What are you begging for Natalia" he whispers but his powerful voice still echoed in her ears.

"Make me come." she says her face still against the pillow while she was unconsciously grinding herself on his bulge lost in the spell casted by her aching pussy demanding more.

" Please, sir. "

" Fuck baby you are going to drive me crazy. "

He pulls down her undies just enough for her butt to be completely bare and her pussy exposed.

God she had a beautiful cunt.

At the club, he didn't get to see it.

Geez, this is going to be harder than he thought. He had a whole plan set. Although he was dying to fuck her, but he wanted to pass the first days treasuring and worshipping her. Showing and teaching her how good it felt to be touched, licked, sucked on. But seeing this pussy in plain view like this, it's going to be hard not to shove his dick deep in her everytime he sees her.

Nevertheless, right now wasn't about him. It was all about her. She needed that release after this intense spanking session, and he was going to give it to her.

He licks his middle finger and in one go pushes it inside her and twisted it. She was already so warm and slick but she still gasp at the intrusion. She started grinding on his finger and let out a disapproval grunt when he took it out of her glistening from her juice.

He didn't let her wait long and shoved his thumb up her, fucking her with it while the rest of his fingers were putting pressure and rubbing on her throbbing clit.

She tried to open her legs more, but her panties still around her knees retrained her.

"You like that Ms. Natalia? Me fucking your tight little whole with my fingers?... Answer me!"

"Y-yes sir... Mmm please..."

Feeling her walls spasming around his thumb, he increased his speed and bit her butt.

The sudden mixture of pain and the intense pleasure threw her over the edge and she threw her head back and screamed his name out while riding the waves.

She was spent. He turned her around and picked her up bridal style like she was air and brings her to the room he planned on giving her while she stays with him.

He wanted nothing more than to have her in his bed every night, but he also understood she might want to have her own space sometimes and he would need to respect that.

He lays her face down on the bed.

"Stay here ma belle, I'll be right back."

"OK" she muttered under her breath. Like she could go anywhere right now anyway. She felt like she had just ran a short marathon which was ridiculous because although she wasn't skinny, she considered herself in good shape. She made sure to workout and go to her kick boxing class regularly, so she shouldn't be feeling so winded which got her wondering if this sudden exhaustion she was feeling was really physical or more emotional.

He came back right on time to have her stop thinking too much. With a really nice warm wet towel he cleaned her up, dried her then massaged her with an ointment. Took the panties off completely, brings down her skirt for her.

The side of the bed dipped, then felt her being pulled into a semi sitting position with her head against his hard chest and his arms around her hugging her tightly.

She didn't know she needed that hug until he gave it to her. She felt a lump in her throat, but no way will she be crying in front of him right now.

"Are you OK? Was I too rough? How are you feeling?"

"I am OK, and no you weren't or I would have told you to stop... And um... I don't know how I'm feeling yet, but I know I'm not going anywhere."

He cupped her face in his hands looking at her straight in her eyes. " Good, because there's so much I want to do to and with you Ms. Natalia it would be a real shame if we had cut this short. "