Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38545 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 193(@200wpm)___ 154(@250wpm)___ 128(@300wpm)
“I’m sorry Master. Thank you…” I forced the words across my lips as they trembled. “P-punish me.”
“Keep punishing me, Master.” My arms went limp, my body lost all will to even try to defend from what I deserved—I would lay across his lap until his hand broke skin if that was what he thought I had earned.
“No.” He pushed me off his knee and I tumbled to the ground. “You said what I wanted to hear.”
“I’m sorry—I truly am.” I turned on my knees and grabbed the hand that had struck me, kissing the knuckles as my tears continued to fall.
“I didn’t give you permission to touch me.” He pulled his hand away like it had been bitten by a snake and pushed me back to the floor. “Things are going to be different now, Violet.”
“Please…” I looked up at him. “I want you…”
“You don’t get what you want. We’ll try this tomorrow, after you’ve had time to calm down.” His rage finally seemed to relax. “Princess.”
My ass was burning, and I couldn’t stop the tears. I thought Devlin was just going to leave me there when he walked away, but a couple of minutes later, he returned. He knelt beside me and squeezed lotion into his hand. I felt his hand on my ass and it cooled the burn. I rolled over onto my stomach and moaned when he started to gently caress my punished flesh. When his fingers came close to my pussy, I raised my hips, begging for his touch, but he didn’t give it to me. Once the burning was soothed, he scooped me up like he had the night before and took me to his room. I wanted more than just his arms around me, but that was all he got once he climbed into bed beside me.
I will be his tomorrow. I won’t resist him again.
Twenty
Devlin
The feeling of her sore ass beneath my fingertips haunted me. I woke up with the thought ingrained in my memory, and it seemed next to impossible to think of anything else but Violet’s tight, sweet body.
She slept peacefully next to me, her long dark hair fanned out on the pillow. Her scent was intoxicating, her lips parted in a way that made me want to force the head of my cock between them.
I traced the outline of her curves with my fingertips.
I wanted to hurt her.
The thought was sudden, surprising me with its ferociousness, demanding to give the dark voice inside my voice what it so desperately craved.
There was just something about Violet Cabot that brought out the worst in me… Something that made me want to make her submit, make her kneel, and most of all… make her obey.
“Violet,” I muttered. “Wake up, princess.”
Her eyes flew open and she yawned, stretching out on the bed like a kitten.
“I’m going to play with you,” I told her plainly.
“W-What?” She opened those gorgeous green eyes, staring up at me. “Now? But it’s still early. It’s only morning, Dev-Master.”
“I don’t care,” I ground out. “Come on, we’re going back to the playroom.”
I helped her out of bed and she hesitated before letting me pull her to the center of the room.
“Master, I’m naked,” she whispered.
“I don’t give a shit,” I responded. “After what happened, you shouldn’t care about your dignity, anyway. You’re not going shy on me now, are you, princess?”
“N-No, Master,” she mumbled.
“Come on,” I demanded. “Playroom. Now.”
I started walking, but she wouldn’t move. She just stood shivering in the center of the room.
“Violet,” I reminded her. “You need to follow my orders.”
“N-No,” she muttered.
My brows shot up. “No?”
“No,” she repeated, surer of herself this time. “I’m not going back in the cage.”
“Who said anything about the cage?” I asked. “You’re putting ideas in my head, princess.”
“I don’t want it,” she mumbled. “I’m not going.”
“No?” I asked, and she shook her head defiantly.
I advanced on her, arms forcefully wrapping around her body, lifting her up into my arms. She struggled against me, doing her best to get away, but I wouldn’t let her.
I carried her off, placing a hand over her mouth when she started screaming. She was going to be punished, hard. I was going to spank the last bit of her brattiness out of that tight little ass.
She struggled helplessly until we got in the playroom, and I pushed her into her cage.
She glared at me, eyes wide, bottom lip trembling. The streak of rebelliousness inside her was alive and well, eager to show itself to me, reveal just how much of a bad girl she really was.
Just as I was about to start picking the toys I’d use to make her submit, there was a knock on the playroom.
Violet glanced at the door just as I did, and I glared at her.
“Don’t you dare scream, princess,” I growled at her. “If you know what’s good for you, you’ll stay right where you are.”