Without Remorse

She got on her knees, and then lifted up slightly so that she was splayed across Nicholas’s lap, ass up.

It was a humiliating position.

And also dirty, thrilling, sensual, and—

He had her jeans and underwear yanked down and then swat. He spanked her and he didn’t bother being light-handed.

She yelped and squirmed on his lap.

“Count,” he demanded. Her center went liquid.

“One,” she whispered tremulously.

“Louder.” He spanked her again.

“Two!”

“Beg me for more.” Another hard swat.

“Three. Please, give me more, sir.” It felt obscene to ask for more punishment but also her mind went fuzzy and blank, almost immediately dropping her into that sublime place he’d taken her to last night.

Again, his hand landed on her ass, a noise that echoed throughout the apartment.

She sucked in a huge breath full of air. “Four. Please sir, can I have more?”

Again and again, he gave her what he made her beg for.

By the time he gave her the tenth spanking, her entire body felt limp and relaxed.

“Now,” he said, his voice dark and thick. She could feel his hardness poking her in the belly. “I’m going to leave you with a reminder of who’s in control so you never forget, all day long.”

And with that, she felt the shocking cold of liquid dripping down the crack of her ass. Then something hard and invasive was pressing for entrance at the hole he’d completely decimated and owned last night.

Holy shit, was he inserting a butt plug?

She wanted to squirm against the object but she was in the zone, so she relaxed and accepted the object in, even shuddering a little at the sensation as the bulbous part slid inside past her ring of muscles. She sucked in another long breath as soon as it was situated, the flat base plumb against her ass.

“Now,” Nicholas leaned down and whispered in her ear, his breath fluffing her hair around her face. “Whenever you’re tempted to feel anxious, just think about this lodged in your ass and remember who’s in control. You’re mine and I won’t let anything happen to what’s mine. Now. You aren’t allowed to cum until we both get home tonight. If you focus on anything, focus on that.”

She bit her lip and shuddered, longing to sit up on his lap and demand that he fuck her. A quickie was exactly what she needed… except she suspected that it wasn’t. The tension of waiting for him all day, that was actually the only thing that had a hope in hell of distracting her from her panic and paranoia all day. Especially if he expected her to wear the torturous butt plug the whole time.

“Okay,” she squeaked.

She could hear the smile in his voice as he said, “Good girl.” Then he smacked her ass one last time. “Such a luscious ass, all for me. Now, up you go. Can’t be late to work, now can we?”

She nodded, still feeling a bit dazed. Maybe that was what he was counting on as he helped her to a standing position. He dragged her jeans and underwear up.

But he wasn’t done tormenting her yet, apparently, because he leaned down yet again. “If it’s any consolation, I’ll barely be able to concentrate today, my thoughts will be so consumed with what I’ll get to do to you when I get home tonight.”

Sloane blushed and smiled big. Thank God she affected him, even if only a little. She was completely beguiled by him and it would be devastating if it was only one way. She nodded and did as he said, finishing getting ready with a much lighter heart.

It was only when it came time to leave the actual apartment that she hesitated again.

God, she hated doorways. They were so definitive. Crossing from one space to another. From safety to danger.

“Are you in control?” Nicholas asked, coming up right behind her. He set a heavy hand on her shoulder, his fingers curved ever so slightly around the back of her neck.

“No,” she breathed out in relief.

“But still,” she looked back at him. “Could you keep hold of me for a little while longer?” She clenched on the plug up her ass to remind herself he was with her and had a feeling she’d be repeating the action all day long to ground herself.

“I’ll hold you all the way down,” he said, and she nodded with relief.

She was fine as they walked down the hallway, and even stepping on the elevator. It was only as they started going down that her breaths began getting a little shorter.

Nicholas, being Nicholas and so in sync with her, immediately noticed. “On your knees,” he demanded. “Head down.”

She dropped to her knees at his feet and her breathing immediately eased as her mind blanked.

“Clench on the plug.”

She did.

“If you have any trouble today, remember who you belong to. You are not in control today. I am. I’ll text you directions throughout the day and know that I expect immediate obedience. Is that understood.”