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Silas stepped back, running his palm over the curve of my ass, his touch soothing over the stripes of fire he had already left behind.

Swish! Crack!

The sting exploded through me, sharp and searing, making my fingers clench around nothing.

Another strike. Another. Another. Another. Rapid-fire shots across my ass cheeks and thighs.

Each one was brutal, perfectly placed, drawing a fresh whimper from my lips as my muscles strained against the belt, my body desperate to move, to escape, to block the fire licking across my skin.

But there was nowhere to go. I couldn’t stop it. I couldn’t fight it.

The moment I realized that I was bound and helpless, something inside me snapped. The switch landed again, and a broken, shaky sob tore from my throat. I blinked back tears, trying not to cry, but it was like trying to hold back a raging river.

He whipped me harder. Faster. Utterly without mercy.

And I deserved it.

“I’m sorry!” The words spilled out before I could stop them, before I even thought about what I was saying. “Silas,I-I’m sorry!”

The switch paused midair.

Silas exhaled slowly, stepping closer, his free hand tracing up my back, his fingers pressing lightly into my skin.

I shivered, my body wrecked.

Then, after a long, suspended moment, he spoke.

“Good girl,” he soothed. “Now I can finally begin the punishment I had planned for you. Ready, Wildcat?”

What?Begin?Now a real streak of fear surged through me. I’d underestimated Silas and I was paying a steep price.

“Yes, Alpha,” I managed, my voice trembling with emotion and pain.

The switch whistled through the air and struck my upper thighs. I kicked, and then it bit between my thighs, striking the lips of my pussy lightly, but more than enough to sting. I shrieked, trying to close my legs, but Silas kicked them apart and then my nervousness transformed to sheer terror.

This was what it felt like to be truly punished.

He switched between my thighs several more times, each strike causing me to jerk away and try to close my legs, but he had maneuvered himself in between them so I couldn’t, allowing him complete access to my body so he could punish me as he saw fit.

My pussy was burning and on fire by the time he was through with it.

The switch cracked down across my ass again, and another yell burst from my lips. Silas wasn’t stopping, and each strike was worse than the last, the cumulative effect defeating me.

My head dropped down, and I began to sob in earnest, but it didn’t matter. My tears didn’t change the outcome.

It felt like the world had fallen away, and all I knew was the searing sting of the switch and the harsh sound of my own ragged cries.

Silas was relentless.He struck between my thighs and then he used his free hand to spread my cheeks apart and I really started to struggle, fearing what was coming next. I yanked my hands, but with my wrists bound by his belt, I couldn’t reach back to stop him.

I was helpless.

He laid the switch between my cheeks and flicked it, striking directly over my asshole.

I screamed, my body shaking, my vision blurring.

It hurt.

God,it hurt.