Lyon
Chapter 34

The head job helped a little but not enough. I was still mad as f**k. There were some things I just won’t accept from her. I’m not one of those take it easy it’s just harmless fun types. If she hadn’t gone through what she had a few months ago I would be even harder on her. As it is, I’m still going to tear a strip off her hide until she learns not to do that shit again.

“I’m about to introduce you to the darker side of me, and for your sake I hope this is the first and last time I ever have to spank your a*s, for anything other than pleasure.

I stepped away from her not even finishing in her mouth. I’d only done that as punishment anyway, I wasn’t feeling very loving towards her right now, so it was probably best that I not go there.

“Do you know why I’m going to spank you?”

“No, sir.” Whimpering voice, head down, body tense.

I removed my shirt as I walked over to the chest where I kept my paddles and other things. Today’s infraction though serious wasn’t too severe, so I wouldn’t use the cat o nine, just a wooden paddle.

On the way back I got the vibrator and the butt plug with some gel. I heard her whimpering in the corner she’d reverted to in order to stay out of my reach. Fat chance of that happening.

“Come here, Katarina.” I sat on the bed.

She started walking slowly towards me.

“Don’t make me have to come get you. It will just make things worst for you.”

I sat on the bed, knees spread, and jeans opened, knowing what the sight of my body did to her. I pulled my c**k up out of my jeans, so it laid on my stomach.

Not fully engorged, after all that’s not what this was about. I’d changed out the barbell for a circular ring earlier in anticipation of riding her all night, so her eyes were glued to it, and I’m sure she was imagining what that would do to her little p***y walls.

I pulled her across my lap, her eyes still glued to my d**k, and I was sure her mouth was watering as she looked at me. Good, let the torture begin.

I fingered her p***y until she was nice and wet before putting the vibrator in her, set on the lowest setting.

Next, I greased up her a*s and inserted the butt plug after giving it a few twists and turns.

I retrieved the harness I would need to keep them in place and wrapped it through her p***y and a*s before locking it in place around her waist.

She was already writhing, and trying to get as much friction as she could to get off, but she wouldn’t be able to. Not for a long time.

I warmed up her a*s with my palms before bringing the paddle down hard on it.

“Aiiiieeeee.” Her body jumped, and I held her down with my hand on her back.

“You still don’t know what you did?”

She shook her head furiously as I brought the paddle down again and again, each time harder than the last. Her pale skin was already turning red. Oh this was gonna hurt for a while. Served her right.

“I’m gonna keep this up until you figure it out.”

She spent the rest of the night sobbing and pouting while I laid with my hands clasped behind my head still mad. In the end I didn’t have the heart to spank her too harshly.

Her pitiful tears were breaking my heart, but I knew they were more because of my silence than from her spanking.

“Why won’t you talk to me? You’ve already taken out your anger on me, and punished me, so why won’t you talk to me?”

I turned my head and glared at her.

“Do you have any idea who these f*****g people are? Do you know what could happen to you flirting with that guy? These f***s see a woman or girl in a restaurant eating dinner with her family, and they decide then and there that they want her and just take her. Never to be seen or heard from again.”

“They pass women around between each other, and in some cases have been known to trade a woman for a pack of cigarettes.”

“So why are you dealing with them?” Oh, she was fiery was she, and stubborn as f**k.

I pulled her up from the pillow until our noses were almost touching.

“That’s none of your f*****g concern, and don’t ever f*****g ask me that shit again.”

“You’re just being mean. I didn’t mean anything by it, besides you were mad before we left.”

“Katarina, what the f**k. Did you look in the f*****g mirror before you left this room?” She had that confused look on her face again.

“Yeah, so, Carol and I thought it would be something you would like. You didn’t like it, well why didn’t you just say so?”

“My sister Carol told you to buy that?”

“Yeah, why, what’s wrong with it, it’s what biker girls wear isn’t it?”

I pulled out my phone, and not giving a shit about the hour of night, I dialed my little sister who was about to get an earful, if I could keep it to just that.

“Carol, yeah, tell me about this outfit you got for Angel, …no the black one-piece leather number…uh-huh…a what?” I couldn’t help it, I busted out laughing and hung up the phone.

Angel was looking at me like I’d lost my mind, but I was laughing too hard to care. When I could breathe again I pulled her under me still chuckling.

“I f*****g love you babe, priceless. The last f*****g innocent left in the world.”

She had no idea what I was talking about, but yet she smiled and grinned with me, because her man was back to being loving again.

I think I’ll wait until I’ve finished satisfying us both before telling her that she’d worn her lingerie outside by mistake.