“Eat the fucking food, now.” I point at the food.
“No.”
I think she must know her defiance will only serve to enrage me. What I don’t know is why she’s doing it if she knows.
“You don’t get to say no to me.”
“I just did. I don’t want your food. I want you to let me go.”
“That’s not happening.”
“I hate you,” she spits.
“You’re supposed to. You need to remember we are enemies,” I snarl and get right up in her face. “I might like the look of you, but I am not your friend. You will not defy me again. Now eat the fucking food.”
“No.”
“Right, that’s one.”
“One, what?” She raises her voice, seeming to completely forget my warning.
“That’s two now for that tone.”
“What are you going to do to me, Aiden?”
“Exactly what I said I’d do if you piss me off.” I’m fucking serious. She’s working my last nerve in every way. “So, it looks like you need a fucking good spanking.”
Her cheeks color fiercely and her eyes snap wide. Fear and arousal sweep over her pretty face along with a myriad of competing emotions.
“What the hell is the matter with you? You’re insane. It’s my choice whether I want to eat or not.”
“Three. You will not punish yourself on my watch. One more fucking word and I’ll triple it.”
That does it.
That makes her snap and her hand lashes out, knocking the tray to the ground. The plate of rice and roast chicken goes flying, breaking when it connects with the hard stone floor, as does the jug of water when it lands next to it.
My temper flares when I look at the scene and the water and food all over the floor and my pants.
She looked terrified of me before, but now true fear unearths on her beautiful face. She cries out when I grab her arm and shake her.
“You asshole. Let go of me,” she cries.
“Six!” I bellow and her skin goes paler than it was before.
Her mouth clamps shut, and it looks like she’s finally understanding me.
“Now come.” I don’t give her a chance to collect herself. I move with her to the bed and set her over my knee.
She doesn’t fight me; she just looks away when I lift her dress exposing her perfect ass.
When I tug down her panties and see the lush silky skin of her ass cheeks, I know I’m screwed.
I also know at that moment she can feel the bulge of my ever growing cock because it’s pressing into her belly when it should be in her tight little cunt.
Ignoring my treacherous body, I land the first strike jolting her body over my cock and coloring her skin. She cries out and does it again when I give her the second one.
I spank her harder on the third but when the cry falls from her lips it fucking sounds like a moan. It’s has to be a fucking moan because I’m harder than steel and she knows it.