Lead Us Not Into Temptation

Chapter 8: Abused into pleasure

ADONIS POV

"Wow. I thought you swore not to host another party till we graduate? What changed?" Theo asked raising an eyebrow. Lucien wanted to say something but hesitated. Just then Theo's phone ranged and he excused himself and left. Unlike Lucien and I, Theo came from a family of doctors. His mom and dad, three of his siblings, his grandparents are all expert doctors, the kind that knows what they are doing even when faced with the most difficult operation.

Lucien and I are Law students but Theo is studying to become a doctor just like his parents. The accumulation and connections of almost a century has made them a powerful, wealthy and formidable family of doctors. Few of his relatives once took the position of secretary of health and human services of the country a good number of times. Few people wishes to be on their bad side because of their power which are deeply rooted in the world of medicine and surgery.

But Theo have another hobby just like us. He's an athlete, a track runner to be precise and he always comes first in any competition. We three just clicked and we decided to leave it that way. I chatted with Lucien for a while before leaving for home.

On arrival, I headed inside my room, but on entering I was shocked and my heart skipped a beat to see my pretty but dangerous stepmom sitting on my bed, a flogger on her hand while she gently strokes it. Her eyes looking out the window. "What are you doing in here?" I mustered courage and ask, but deep inside my mind was unsettled.

"I told you something. A simple something, and you disobeyed me" she stated, and I became confused. How did she know of what happened between me and Laura? I was mauling over and she was already standing up. "Strip. Completely. And lie down" She commanded and I swallowed down. Her cold face gave no room for questions or more talks.

Her hold on me, the pictures, videos, my father's disappointment, handing the enterprises to someone else... All these flooded into my head and I found myself striping. My tops was first followed by my pants and down to my boxer. I glanced at her before heading towards the bed 'Anyways, she has done this before right? I can take it the second time' I reassured myself but then "Lie with your front to the bed and your back up" she spoke and I paused. A voice inside my head was telling me to reconsider but I ignored it with the intension of getting this abuse over with.

When I lie as she instructed I suddenly felt my two wrists and ankles cuffed, that was when I noticed the two handcuffs on the bed head and two other on the foot. Panic slowly overtook me and I tried to set myself free but failing. She steadily walked towards me while taking in my frame. "You know, you are such a work of art" she said and my brain wanted to say 'You are also a beauty too that even the number one on the school female list might not stand a chance' but my situation and my restless mind kept my mouth shut.

"If you have been obedient this would have been much more easier, but..." Just as she trailed off, a sharp flogger landed on my right ass and a scream tore out of my mouth but another landed without a care and I cursed. What is this? What is she doing? "What are you... Ahhhhh!" I screamed once again as another landed on that same ass.

I felt humiliated and pathetic. Adonis of the Kings university, tied and whipped while he screamed... Thinking of this was nearly making me run made but then "Ahhhh!"

"Whip!" "Ahhhh!" "Whip!" "Ahhhh!" "Whip!" "Ahhhh!" My scream got more louder and louder but along the way my body started getting hot, my legs trembling. My d**k began to get hard under me but she didn't stop. Whip after whip kept landing on my red ass while I jerk up everytime.

'What is happening to me?!' I screamed inwardly as I began to lose myself to everything. Although my ass was the only part being whipped, my whole body was receieving the repercussions, already red. I didn't know what exactly to feel. I felt anger, humiliation, pain and pleasure. The more she assaulted me, the more I found myself drowning in it. Some part of me began to crave the whip, the abuse, the assult, I felt humiliated while thinking of it but I can't stop it.

How can I have such thoughts? How can I feel such cravings? The more I questioned myself the more her whips came down on me. I didn't even notice that my eyes was already wet with tears while my body trembled. My whole body was very sensitive at that moment and precum was staining my sheet under me.

Slowly my thought began to change. I didn't want her to stop. I want her to discipline me, to educate me. I want her punishment, god... I want it all. Unknowingly a moan left my mouth while my body anticipated her next whip. When it landed, it stinged, but then an intense pleasure coursed throughout my body spreading out, every vein it passes came alive brimming with lust and desire. My moans got louder and louder while my precums oozed out more. My body was getting needy of her abuse. I was beginning to crave it a little too much and I didn't even notice that whenever there was a little delay before the flogger came I will moan in anticipation, it was as if I was getting addicted to it.

"Please..." I suddenly begged when she waited longer before assaulting me again. Hearing my plea she chuckled. "I told you, you are a slut. My man slut and I will train you to become one. You will crave this. Soon you will whimper under my touch. But for now, you will do as I say" She spoke as tears dripped down my eyes. My body needed more, I felt pathetic about it but I wanted more, more...