Tremble

{Chapter Seven}

He yanked the bag from my grasp and tossed it to the ground. He pulled me by my wrist. He tossed me over his knee. He pulled my pants down.

"What is your punishment again?" He asked me, rubbing my butt softly.

"Five slaps," I answered.

"And what are the consequences if you cry out?"

"Five more slaps added."

"Do you know why you're being punished?"

"Because I dismissed myself."

"Good, girl."

He rubbed my butt, then spanked it. I bit down on my lip. My core immediately heated up. He spanked it again. I whimpered. It felt so good. He spanked again a little harder this time. I nearly cried out. He spanked me two more times. By this time I was soaking wet. I wanted some relief.

Brandon picked me up and slid my body on the bed.

"Your punishment is not done yet," he said. "I'm just getting started."

He walked to his drawers and pulled out a piece of silk fabric. He walked over to me.

"What's that for?" I asked, nervously.

Brandon just smirked. He leaned down and placed the fabric over my eyes. He tied it behind my head, securing it.

"No Brandon please. I don't want this," I said.

"Too bad. You should've never disobeyed me."

"I'll never disobey you again. Just please take this off!" I cried. I hated not being able to see what he was doing.

"Too late," he said.

I gulped.

I heard him walk to his closet. He walked back. He grabbed my wrist, placing them above my head he tied them to the bedframe. He ran his hands slowly down my arms. He reached my breast and cupped them. He squeezed them softly.

He began to unbotton my shirt slowly. He opened it. How was he going to get my bra off? This thought disappeared as he began to kiss my cleavage. He sucked and bit on my smooth skin. I moaned. I tugged on the fabric holding my wrist. It didn't budge.

Brandon trailed kisses down my stomach. My breathing accelerated. I felt his fingers unbutton my pants slowly. He pulled my pants down. He kissed my thighs. He placed his lips on my inner thigh and sucked gently, probably leaving a mark.

"Ah," I moaned. I curled my toes when he rubbed my clit through my panties. I tugged on my restraint.

He kissed up my stomach again. His lips trailed up and down my skin. I could already feel the build up.

I felt his hands on my panties. He slid them down slowly. My thighs clamped together.

"No. Open your legs for me. Now, or I will spank you until you cry out my name," he said.

I opened my legs slowly. The coldness hitting my core.

"So beautiful. So wet."

I felt his fingers rub me again. I moaned out loud and arched my back.

"Do you want to know how you taste?" He asked.

"W-what?" I asked.

"Open your mouth," he demanded.

I obeyed him. I felt him stick his fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them. The saltiness of my juices filled my mouth.

He pulled back his fingers. I felt his hand come down on my clit.