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Chapter sixteen

Erotic Punishment

K aelis Monroe leaned against the counter in Echelon’s lounge, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as Damian Blackthorn approached her. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, the hint of a smile ghosting across his face. “I heard about your little stunt earlier,” he said, his voice low and calm, but there was a dangerous edge to his tone. Kaelis tilted her head, feigning innocence. “What stunt?” she asked, her voice light but teasing. She knew exactly what he was referring to.

Damian stepped closer, his presence commanding as always. “You deliberately ignored my instructions during the demo,” he said, his voice quieter now; meant only for her.

Kaelis’s smirk widened, though her heart raced. “I thought you liked a challenge,” she replied.

Damian’s lips quirked into a smile, but there was no mistaking the intent in his gaze. “Oh, Kaelis,” he murmured, his voice like velvet. “You’re going to regret that.”

A thrill shot through her at his words.

He extended a hand toward her, his expression softening slightly. “Come with me,” he said, his voice gentle but firm. Kaelis hesitated for only a moment before placing her hand in his. Damian’s grip was warm and steady as he guided her down the hall to one of Echelon’s private rooms. The air inside was charged with anticipation as Damian closed the door behind them, his gaze locking onto hers.

“Do you understand why we’re here?” Damian asked, his tone calm but commanding.

Kaelis nodded, her playful smirk fading as she realized the seriousness in his voice. “Yes,” she said softly.

Damian crossed the room, gesturing for her to stand in the center. “Good,” he said. “Then we’ll begin.” He stepped closer, his hand brushing lightly against her cheek. “You know the rules,” he said, his voice low. “Safe words?”

“Green, yellow, red,” Kaelis recited, her voice steady despite the flutter of nerves in her chest.

Damian nodded, satisfied. “Exactly.”

He moved to the chest in the corner, selecting a leather paddle and holding it up for her to see. “This will be your punishment,” he said, his tone even. “Not because you defied me, but because you need to understand the balance of trust and respect in this dynamic.”

Kaelis swallowed hard, nodding in understanding.

Damian’s eyes softened. “You’re in control, Kaelis. Say the word, and we stop.”

She nodded again, her voice steady as she said, “I understand.”

Damian gestured for her to kneel, his movements precise and deliberate. Kaelis complied, lowering herself onto the padded bench at the center of the room. “Hands in front,” Damian instructed, his voice calm but firm. He secured her wrists with soft cuffs, ensuring they were snug but not restrictive. “Are you comfortable?” he asked.

“Yes,” Kaelis replied, her breath catching as anticipation coiled in her stomach.

The first strike was light, more a tap than anything else, meant to test her reaction. “How does that feel?” Damian asked his tone even.

“Good,” Kaelis replied, her voice steady.

Damian nodded, his lips curving into a small smile. “We’ll build slowly,” he said, his voice soothing. He struck again, slightly firmer this time, the paddle landing on her upper thighs. Kaelis gasped softly, her body tensing before relaxing into the sensation.

As Damian continued, he alternated between firm strikes and soft caresses, his hand trailing along her skin to soothe the sting. “You’re doing so well,” he murmured, his voice filled with quiet pride. Each strike was deliberate, the rhythm building in intensity but never crossing her limits. Damian’s attention never wavered, his focus entirely on her responses. Damian raised the leather paddle, bringing it down with a sharp crack as it connected against Kaelis’s ass. Damian swung the paddle back, letting it connect with a loud SMACK against Kaelis’s pert cheek. She gasped, the sting sharp and surprising, despite expecting it. Damian paused, watching her closely.

Damian dropped the paddle to the floor, his eyes gleaming with a darker hunger. He grabbed Kaelis by the hips, pulling her ass up higher. “Let’s see how you handle this,” he growled and brought his hand down hard against her pussy in a loud, wet SLAP.

Kaelis yelped in surprise and pleasure as Damian’s hand connected with her pussy, the wet sound filling the room. He smacked her again and again, each blow sending jolts of sensation through her core. Without warning, he tore open her blouse, sending buttons flying.

Damian’s large hand spanned Kaelis’s small, perfect breast, squeezing firmly before bringing his other hand down hard against it. SLAP! The sound echoed, and Kaelis cried out, her body arching back. He cupped her other breast, squeezing and slapping it hard.

Damian’s eyes darkened with intensity as he grabbed Kaelis’s breasts, squeezing them roughly before delivering a series of hard slaps. SLAP! SLAP! Each impact left her breasts red and stinging. He pinched her nipples harshly, twisting them until she gasped in pain and pleasure.

Damian moved down to Kaelis’s thighs, grabbing them roughly and spreading her legs wider. He brought his hands down hard against her inner thighs, the vulgar THUD echoing through the room. He slapped her thighs repeatedly, the blows getting harder and harder.

Damian stepped back, picking up the leather paddle from the floor. His expression was stern as he brought it down hard on Kaelis’s ass with a loud CRACK. He didn’t hold back, each swing of the paddle leaving a bright red mark on her tender flesh. SLAP! SLAP!

Damian gripped Kaelis’s hair firmly, pulling her head back as he struck her ass with the paddle. CRACK! The sound of leather meeting flesh filled the room, combined with her moaned gasps. He alternated between punishing smacks and harsh tugs on her hair, completely in control.

Damian moved to a cabinet, pulling out four black metal clips and restraints. He walked back to Kaelis, his expression cold and commanding. “Open your legs wider,” he ordered. She obeyed, her legs trembling as he attached the clips to her inner thighs, spreading her wide open.

Damian attached spreader bars to Kaelis’s ankles, forcefully widening her stance until the metal bars locked in place. She cried out as her muscles stretched and strained, a delicious pain mixing with forbidden pleasure. Not satisfied, he swiftly tied her wrists to either side with coarse rope, completely immobilizing her.

Damian leaned over Kaelis’s helpless form, his large hands cupping her breasts possessively. Without warning, he clamped cold metal clips onto her sensitive nipples. She screamed in a ragged blend of agony and ecstasy as the biting pressure sent electric jolts through her entire body.

“Spread those fucking cunt lips and show me your whore hole,” he growled. When she hesitated, he brought his hand down hard against her exposed pussy. SLAP! The wet sound echoed as he delivered several more blows, spanking her clit mercilessly.

With Kaelis’s legs spread wide and nipples pinned by the cruel clamps, Damian unzipped his pants, freeing his thick, erect cock. He grabbed the base and slapped her face with it, leaving trails of pre-cum on her cheeks. “Open your fucking mouth, slut.”

He gripped Kaelis’s hair painfully and rammed his cock deep into her mouth, not giving her a chance to adjust. He face-fucked her brutally, hitting the back of her throat repeatedly. “Mmph!” She gagged and choked, saliva dripping down her chin.

As he choked her with his thick length, Damian reached down between her spread legs and began slapping her exposed, vulnerable flesh. SLAP! SLAP! His large hands made wet, vulgar sounds against her swollen, reddened folds; the spreader bars keeping her legs wide open.

Damian pulled his cock out of her mouth with a wet pop, allowing Kaelis to gasp for air. He slapped her pussy again, harder this time. “Your cunt is so fucking wet,” he growled, using one hand to slap her clit while the other gripped his cock.

Damian put his cock back in her mouth and relentlessly pounded Kaelis’s throat; his cock plunging in and out violently. Tears streamed down her face, mascara running as she gagged and choked. Drool poured from her stuffed mouth, dripping down her chin and neck vulgar sounds filled the room - gagging, slurping, and the brutal slaps of his hips against her face. He gripped her hair tighter, forcing himself deeper. “Take it, fucking whore!” he snarled. “Choke on this fucking dick!”

With each brutal thrust, Damian’s heavy balls slapped against Kaelis’s face, the sensitive orbs hitting her cheeks, nose, and forehead. The slapping sound mingled with her gagging, creating a vulgar symphony of dominance and submission. His breathing grew ragged as he neared his peak.

Damian pulled his cock out of Kaelis’s mouth with a wet, obscene sound, leaving her gasping and dripping saliva. He grabbed a black leather flogger from the cabinet, the many thin tails snaking through his fingers. “Let’s see how that wet cunt handles this.”

“Watch those fucking clamps, whore,” he warned, bringing the flogger down hard between her spread thighs. The tails lashed against her swollen pussy with a wet SMACK! “AHHHH!” she screamed, her body squirming against the spreader bars. Another SMACK!

“Stay still, you worthless fucktoy,” he scolded, continuing to rain brutal blows against her vulnerable pussy. Each SMACK echoed through the room, accompanied by Kaelis’s desperate cries. Her clit was swollen and red, her folds swollen from the relentless beating.

As the scene transitioned into something softer, Damian’s touch became more soothing. He wrapped a blanket around her shoulders and guided her to sit on the bench.

“Breathe,” he murmured, his voice low and grounding. Kaelis obeyed, her breaths evening out as the intensity of the moment began to fade. Damian crouched in front of her, his hands resting lightly on her knees.

“How do you feel?” he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

“Good,” Kaelis replied, her voice soft but steady. “Really good. Thank you.”

As they sat together, Damian continued to offer quiet reassurances, his presence a steady source of comfort.

“Punishment isn’t about shame,” he explained. “It’s about learning, growing, and strengthening the bond we share.”

Kaelis nodded the weight of his words settling over her. She realized then how deeply she trusted him and how much she valued the connection they had built.

When the evening ended, Damian helped Kaelis to her feet, his hands steadying her as she adjusted to standing. “Take your time,” he said, his voice filled with care.

Kaelis nodded a small smile on her lips. “I’m okay,” she said, her voice stronger now. Damian’s smile widened, and his pride in her was evident.

As they left the room together, Kaelis felt a profound sense of accomplishment. The punishment had pushed her boundaries in ways she hadn’t anticipated, but it had also deepened the trust she felt in Damian.