I swallow, then part my lips to breathe as evenly as I can. Waiting. Anticipating his next move, but not being fully prepared.
SWAT!
When his belt hits my skin, my back arches and I moan loudly. He quickly leans forward and clamps his hand over my mouth, cutting the sound off halfway through.
“This door isn’t locked,” He hisses into my ear, making my eyes roll back a little at the thought. “So unless you want someone to run in and see what the commotion is, you need to keep your noises to yourself. Think you can you do that?”
I nod quickly.
“Good girl.”
He slowly slides his hand off my mouth, just as his belt comes down on my skin another time.
SWAT!
I whimper, biting my bottom lip as hard as I can to stifle the sound. It seems acceptable to him, as he whips me again, the sharp sou
