"You are not allowed to eat, until you have seen to my needs first," he said sternly, gesturing to his cock, laying limp against his leg. My brow furrowing, I looked at him questioningly.
"Suck it." Eric said with a sigh.
Shocked, my eyes wide, I shook my head at him, shrinking away from him. Eric gave an impatient sound, and reached out and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking me till I was kneeling by his side.
"I was willing to do this the easy way, but if you want it rough, rough it shall be." His hand fisted in the silky locks of my hair, he yanked my face down to his lap. Mutinously I kept my mouth tightly closed, refusing to take it in my mouth.
CRACK
His hard hand hit my bottom, and I yelped in surprise.
"You will take my cock in your mouth, or that smack will be the least of your problems." he threatened.
A tear came to my eyes at the roughness of his hands, but fearful of his threat, I obediently opened my mouth, my mouth uncomfortably stretching around him. I violently gagged as his cock hit the back of my throat, making a small protesting sound as pushed himself further into my throat. I sent up a small prayer of thanks that my stomach was empty. After a few seconds he allowed me up for air, but before I could protest he pushed me back down.
"You're going to stay down there till you suck on it, or pass out." he said, his tone uncompromising.
Becoming desperate for air, I sucked frantically, instinctively moving my tongue over the tip. Eric groaned, and slowly pulled me up. I sucked in a lung full of air, before he pushed me back down.
Quickly, I caught on to the rhythm, and as I took over, he let go of his cruel grip on my hair, and reached down to casually tug at my nipples. I groaned around the big piece of meat in my mouth.
"Fondle with my balls." Eric groaned, his fingers increasingly urgent on my nipples.
Sensuously I took his hairy sac in my hand, making his cock jerk and grow in my throat. Suddenly he grabbed my head, and forced my head to be still as hot cum shot down my already open throat. When he was done, I sat up, desperately trying not to upchuck everything I'd just swallowed, but he wasn't finished with me.
"Clean me off." he said, his eyes glinting dangerously behind their half closed lids. "With your mouth."
I stared at him, my eyes wide with shock. He wanted me to what? Suddenly his hand reached out and grabbed my face, his fingers biting cruelly into my cheeks.
"Must we do this again?" he said roughly, yanking my face back down to his cock. "Clean me off!" he repeated, his fingers biting into my flesh cruelly.
Reluctantly, a tear sliding slowly down my face, I sucked his soft cock into my mouth, carefully cleaning it. Only then did he release me. Wiping the back of my face with my hand, I sat up, pulling away from him. I wasn't able to get far before my leash stopped me.
"You will be punished later for your defiance, Arina." Eric said, standing up, "But first you will eat. I don't want you getting sick from malnourishment."
Punished? With those words ringing in my ears I inched forward, not wanting to anger him further. Maybe if I were good from now on, he would forget.
Tentatively I reached out my hand, my eyes warily on his, but he gave me an approving nod, and so I grabbed the apple on the plate, devouring it quickly. Quickly finishing it, I reached for the toast, and milk, starving.
Soothingly, Eric ran his hand down my back when I was done. "I know that you're still hungry, Arina, but you'll make yourself sick if you are not careful. You can have some more food later."
I leaned into his soft touch. Gently he pulled me to my feet. "Now it's time for your punishment."
Alarmed my eyes flew to his. He didn't look angry, but he had a firm set to his jaw. I tried to pull away from him, but his hands were firm around my upper arms. Determinedly he sat down on the straight-backed chair next to the bed, pulling my struggling body over his lap. "The more you fight the worse it will be." he warned me, his hand firm on my lower back.
Terrified, I lay there, the soft globes of my ass sticking in the air, a ripe target for his hand. My Lord reached over to a small table next to him, and pulled something out of the drawer under it. I was straining to see what it was, when I heard it whistle sharply through the air.
CRACK
I felt the braided leather of a whip hit my ass. I screamed, struggling desperately to get away from the fiery pain.
CRACK
CRACK
CRACK
On and on it hit me, until I hung limply over his legs, tears running down my face, my hair damp from sweat. Only then did he stop, a finger gently tracing the crack of my ass, avoiding the welts on my bottom, down to my pussy, his finger sliding easily through the moisture gathered there.
"So you liked that, did you?" he said, his voice full of satisfaction.
My face burning at the betrayal of my body, I pushed my burning pussy into his hand, a soft sound of surrender coming from my throat. Pushing his finger into my melting core, Mater moistening it, before moving back to the little rosebud of my ass. I tensed and tried to escape his finger, but stopped, at his harsh command.
"Be still."
Whimpering slightly, I did as I was told, the stinging pain of my bottom a constant reminder of the consequences of defying him. Firmly My Lord forced his finger deeper into my tight little hole, ignoring my cry of pain and discomfort. His thumb slid into my pussy and I gasped, forgetting the discomfort of his other finger in my asshole.
Slowly he worked both of them in and out till I was moaning, frantically pushing back against his hand, seeking relief from this torment. Abruptly My Lord pulled his fingers from me and set me to my feet. His breathing harsh in my ear, he pushed down, until I was bent over the bed, my legs spread wide by his foot. His hard cock slid through the dew between my thighs, thrusting in suddenly, and I cried as pleasure streaked through me. Finding my asshole with his finger, he pushed in one and then two, stretching them out. I whimpered, but from the pain of his fingers or the pleasure of his pumping hips, I wasn‘t sure. Eventually the two combined until I couldn't tell one from another.
I screamed as the tension in my pussy exploded in a fiery conflagrant of ecstasy. I could feel my lord stiffen above me, and then with a shout his release, he collapsed to his knees, his head resting on the small of my back. A minute or so later, when our breathing had relaxed, he surged back up my body, and gathered me tenderly in his arms, sitting back down on that chair, but this time with me snuggled on his lap.
"Do you know why you were punished, Arina?" he asked.
"Yes, My Lord." I answered, my eyes lowering from his.
"Why?"
"Because I didn't do what I was told when I was told." I said quietly.
"And?" he asked.
Puzzled I looked at him. What else had I done?
"You fought me during your punishment. It wouldn't have lasted as long if you'd held still and took what you knew you had coming."
"I'm sorry, My Lord." I said quietly.
"You're forgiven, my love." Eric said, pressing a soft kiss to my neck, and I snuggled up to him, basking in his quiet approval.
"Come, we need to put some salve on your bottom." Eric said after a moment like that, standing up to deposit me on the bed. Quickly I rolled to my stomach, not wanting to lay on my bottom more than necessary.
Briefly, Eric left the room, coming back with a small jar of some kind of white cream. Soothingly he rubbed it into my bottom, before pulling the blankets over me,
"Try and get some sleep, Arina." he whispered in my ear. "Dinner will be ready in a couple of hours."
Softly pressing a kiss to my neck, Eric turned to leave. Sleepily I smiled at his retreating back, before closing my eyes and dozing off.