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“Fuck you.” He crossed his arms once the guards let go of him.

“I won’t say it again.” I kept my gaze on his.

“And I’ll say it a billion times. Fuck you!” he all but growled.

“Strip him to his underwear,” I said to the guards. “And tie him to the bench.”

Luca fought, but he was no match for four men who pulled his clothes off him. When they had him stripped to his underwear, they strapped him to the bench.

Luca struggled, but the straps around his wrists, arms, ankles, and legs, and the middle of his body kept him securely in place.

“Leave us,” I said to the guards.

I went over to him and placed my hand on his shoulder.

He flinched, so I pulled my hand away.

“I’ll give you one last chance. Apologize and promise you’ll behave, and I’ll call the guards back in to untie you.”

“Fuck you,” he repeated, his fingers curling into fists.

Watching his muscles strain aroused me even more, and I briefly turned away from him. I pulled my belt out of the loops.

“I’ve given you plenty of chances,” I said. “Looks like you really want this spanking.”

“Fuck you!”

“Yeah, I heard that all before. It’s getting boring.” I strolled to him.

When I hooked my fingers into the waistband of his black briefs, his whole body went rigid. I yanked his underwear down, a shudder running through me.

“Do I at least get a safe word?” he asked, his voice biting.

I laughed. “So you can stop the punishment right away? Yeah, right. This isn’t a game. It’s a punishment, and you’re going to take it. All of it. Maybe next time you’ll think before you do or say something.”

I stepped away from him, unable to stop staring at his ass. Damn, he was just too hot for words, every inch of him perfect.

I doubled over my belt and let it swish through the air.

A gasp escaped Luca’s throat when it collided with his ass. A red stripe appeared on his skin.

I brought the belt down again, harder this time.

Then again.

And again.

I quickened the blows, and Luca made sounds low in his throat, unable to get away. His ass had to be on fire by now because his skin was a nice, deep shade of red.

After a dozen more powerful strikes of the belt, I stopped. Luca let out a shuddery breath, shifting his hips a tiny bit, as much as his restraints allowed him.

But I spotted something else.

His cock.

It was hard.

I closed my eyes for a few moments. Damn, Luca was just a delicious distraction, wasn’t he? But I couldn’t let him get to me.