I follow Lucian as he drags me inside to a dark hallway with dim lighting. The lighting is so low that I can’t really see, and I have to hold onto Lucian to make sure I don’t bump into anything. We round a corner and the low lighting changes to a dark red. I look around, trying to get my bearings, but all I see are multiple doors up and down the hall. I don’t know where Lucian’s taking me; I’ve never been in this part of the club before.
At the end of the hallway are two large double doors. Lucian stops us in front of them and quickly punches in a code on a metal box mounted on the side panel. I hear a clicking sound and the doors swing open. My breath catches in my throat as I step into a room awash with grey and white.
In the center of the room sits an elegant bed with a canopy, its lush comforter matching the colors of the room, and at the foot of the bed is a plush grey couch. The walls seem to be lined with a grey velvet fabric, and the curtains are a creamy white. Several elegant desks are placed on either side of the room and there is a large china cabinet filled with sexual toys and devices.
This must be one of the private rooms, I think to myself as I hear the doors slam shut behind me. Elegant and high class, but still equipped with the right stuff.
Before I can take in everything, I’m roughly jerked into Lucian’s arms from behind. I tremble against his hard body, my mind racing with anticipation of what’s to come, feeling his huge hard dick pressing up against my ass and his breath hot on my neck.
“Sorry isn’t good enough, treasure,” he growls in my ear, causing my pussy to clench with insatiable need.
“Sir,” I whimper softly not knowing what to say, aching to have his cock thrusting inside of my swollen pussy. I want him to punish me for my crime, ravaging my pussy with his big hard dick while spanking my ass like I’ve stolen something. God. I fucking crave it.
I cry out as he grips my blouse and lets out a bestial grunt, practically tearing it apart with his bare hands and then moving on to my bra, skirt and panties until I stand before him completely naked, trembling with need. My nipples pebble as the cool air hits them, and goosebumps rise on my flesh.
Without giving me time to react, Lucian drags me toward the bed and throws me on top of it. I land on the plush mattress with a bounce, my head slamming into the pillows. Before I can move, Lucian’s on top of me, turning me onto my stomach, his hard dick throbbing against my ass, tying my hands and feet with grey cloth that he’s pulled off the canopy. I tremble with my breath caught in my throat as he works, bucking slightly against him, but he’s too strong. When he’s done, I struggle against my binds, but they’re tied so tight. He has me securely locked down.
I lie there helplessly, my breathing coming in short pants and look to the side and see him grab a blindfold that’s sitting on the nightstand next to the bed. He stands over me with it, almost as if he's taunting me with what’s to come. I strain my neck to look up at him, and the only thing I can see are those beautiful eyes of his flashing with something dark, and I plead, ”Please, sir.”
Lucian responds by placing the blindfold over my eyes, eliminating my sight.
“I had to wait for you,” I hear him growl somewhere nearby, “now you will fucking wait for me.” I listen as I hear him walk away, his footsteps receding until all I hear is... silence.
I lie still for him for what feels like forever, and the only sound I hear is my own breathing. I accept my punishment. It’s not the first time he’s punished me. But this is different. This is more intense. I shiver repeatedly as a cool draft touches my skin, again and again, and I know my entire body is covered in goosebumps.
Thump! I jump at the sound of what sounded like a very deliberate footstep, my heart bucking in my throat, and then I hear another heavy footstep followed by another and another. My breathing quickens in relief and part anxiety. Lucian’s back.
I go completely still, knowing that’s what he wants, knowing it’s the only thing that will get me what I so badly crave.
I nearly buck as I feel something hard graze my skin, leaving goosebumps down my thigh, before it’s pulled back. A soft moan escapes my lips as my core heats with desire. This is it. This is what I’ve been waiting for. It’s what I fucking deserve.
“Not only have you kept me waiting, but you lied to me, treasure,” I hear Lucian say quietly from behind me. The quiet before the storm.
Smack!
I gasp with pain and pleasure, grabbing my binds to bear it, my pussy clenching violently around nothing. Immediately after, I feel Lucian kneading my ass, calming the pain pulsing through my ass cheeks.
“Tell me why you lied to me, treasure,” I hear him whisper near my ear, his breath hot on my neck.
Shock goes through me, mixed with desire. Lied? What did I lie about?
“I know you’ve been hiding something. And you need to tell me what it is.” Lucian’s voice is hard. “You should have already told me.”
Lucian knows? My heart races with anxiety. He knows what I’m hiding from him? I almost shake my head. That doesn’t make sense. He can’t know. I haven’t told him anything.
But that doesn’t mean he can’t guess, a voice inside my head says, he’s not stupid.
I part my lips to deny his words, and claim I don’t have any idea what he’s talking about, but guilt presses down upon my chest, keeping me from saying it. I don’t know why I keep fighting to hold my secret. I’m tired of holding it in. I should just let it out and let the chips fall where they may.
“I’m sorry,” I whimper, a soft admission.
Smack!
My body jolts violently and a strangled cry rips from my lips, my pussy moist with arousal.
“That’s not what I asked for, treasure,” I hear Lucian say somewhere through my mire of pain. His voice sounds like he’s daring me to try to lie to him. And I wonder again why I’m fighting. It feels like he’s already won.
I writhe on the bed from the sting of the savage blow he dealt against my ass, my mind a mix of pain, pleasure and confusion. I wait for another blow, but it isn’t forthcoming. He’s allowing me a moment of recovery, a moment to reflect on his words.
Tell him, my mind screams. Tell him and let this all be over with!
Smack! Smack!
Fuck! Tears leak from the corners of my eyes. This is different from the other punishments. There’s no pleasure. Red is on the tip of my tongue. But a part of me knows I deserve this. That I need this.
Smack!
I suck in a sharp, painful breath, parting my lips to tell him what he wants to hear. That I’m broken.
Smack!
The strangled scream that escapes my lips is raw and filled with pain, but I manage to get three words out.
“I’ll tell you!”
Chapter 19
Lucian
The last few hours have been difficult. When the emails came through and Isaac called, I couldn’t believe what he’d told me. I saw the records, the charges against her father’s brother. Isaac had a timeline of how her life fell apart, the court dates and her parents' divorce. Moving from one house to the next.
I knew she was hiding something. I never expected that though. Never.
How could she not tell me?
I’m crushed by the feeling of insignificance. I feel useless. Or at least to her I was. She didn’t tell me because she didn’t think I’d make a difference. Isaac’s still looking into her ex, but I have no clue if she told him, or anyone else before him. Maybe she wants to keep it a secret. Maybe it wasn’t mine to know.