Broken by His Hand - Piper Stone Page 0,31

thrust several fingers into the submissive’s pussy, pumping as he whispered something that only she could hear.

“Have you had enough?” I asked as I crawled my hand around her hip, tugging on her dress.

“Mmm...” She arched her back as I slipped my hand between her legs, inching a single finger under the thin elastic of her panties. “I kept your little lace thong. Perhaps I’ll take another pair.”

A nervous laugh floated out of her mouth, but she opened her legs wider, allowing me access. As another volley of hard strikes was given to the submissive, I tugged at Sophia’s panties until I gained access, swirling the tip of my finger around her clit. “You are very wet for me, so hot. Are you aroused by the sight or by the thought of what I will do to your body one day?”

“Both,” she whispered, swallowing several times.

“And I can’t wait to introduce you to all the joys that agony and ecstasy can bring you.” I enjoyed the next few moments, sliding my finger up and down until I thrust inside her tight little channel. My balls remained tight, my cock aching. Even my heart was racing as I thought of all the vile and filthy things that I wanted to do to her.

What I would do.

Only when the punishment session was over did I release my hold, once again taking her by the hand and pulling her into the hallway. When we reached the top floor, I pulled her into my office, shutting the door behind me. “Undress, Sophia. It’s time for you to feel the sting of leather.”

“What?” she asked, half laughing afterwards.

“You heard what I said. If I have to ask you again, your punishment will be more severe. Undress and lean over my desk from the opposite side. I want you to have the ability to see any visitors that come into the room.” I moved around my desk, easing the chair away.

“Visitors?” she barely managed to whisper.

“A possibility.”

A warm blush crept up her cheeks, her body trembling. She glanced toward the door once then to the desk before turning around.

When she began to remove her clothes, I walked toward one of my cabinets. Although I’d never brought another woman into my office to discipline, preferring to never to use the club for punishment, I’d acquired several implements, some of which had been left to me by my father. My brothers had no idea how much I enjoyed certain carnal acts. I enjoyed my privacy more than they did.

But I relished the thought of sharing them with Sophia.

I selected a tawse, one that had been my father’s, the well-worn leather strap in splendid condition. When she noticed what I’d selected, her mouth twisted, but she walked toward my desk, taking several deep breaths before leaning over as commanded.

“Hands over your head, Sophia. Grab the edge of the desk. Spread your legs for me.”

While she did as she was told, I could tell how apprehensive she was, although excitement was evident by the goosebumps popping along her arms and legs. I shifted closer, drinking in her essence, the beast inside clawing to break free and fuck her.

She tossed her head from side to side, obviously attempting to see what I was doing. I eased her hair to the side, running my knuckles down the side of her face. “One day it will be such a joy to tie you, whip you then fuck you. Do you understand why I’m going to spank you?”

“You’re out of your mind,” she hissed.

“Right now, I’m the man who controls you and you will succumb.”

“You are nothing but a monster. This isn’t what I need or want.”

“And I know otherwise. Very soon you will learn to obey me. However, tonight I can’t allow your insolence to go unpunished.”

“Bastard.”

There was utter rebellion in her voice, as if she wanted to lash out. I eased the end of the tawse down her spine, tapping the end first against one side of her bottom then the other. She let out a single moan before closing her eyes.

“I’m going to issue the same number that the master did with his submissive. Thirty.”

She grumbled under her breath, her knuckles turning white from the pressure she was using to hold herself in place.

There was a moment of euphoria slicing through my system as the electricity soared. My mouth was dry from the thought alone of what I was going to do. From the moment I’d laid eyes on her, I