Peace Maker (Blackwood Pack Book 3) by Mary Rundle

Author:Mary Rundle [Rundle, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-23T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 23

Cody was kneeling, waiting for his punishment. His body was thrumming with excitement as he listened to his mate move around their room. He never knew how satisfying being a submissive could be and the peace it could bring. The rules and punishments helped provide a structure to his world that had been missing ever since the massacre. Cody thought back to when his mate first arrived. I was going to reject him. Not possible. Never was possible. He’s my world now, the one I want to be in always.

“Get up, my pet.”

Cody stood, waiting for his next instructions. His body remained still with only his hard, leaking cock jerking in eagerness and causing drops of pre-cum to fall to the floor. With every minute his mate kept him in suspense, the level of sexual tension in his body rose and he was close to begging for relief just before his mate spoke.

“Tonight, my pet, your punishment will be a paddling, ten swats on each cheek, in addition, you will wear these nipple clamps and you won’t be allowed to come.” Dylon held up a pair of clamps and put one on Cody’s left nipple and then his right. He immediately saw a reaction in Cody who was shifting from foot to foot. “Do they hurt, my pet?”

“Yes, sir,” Cody said breathlessly, trying to control his pain.

“Good. Now lay over my lap with your cock between my legs.”

Cody complied, making sure his nipples were not touching anything. The sharp pain caused by the nipple clamps was now down to a dull throbbing and he wanted to keep it that way. Once in place, he tried to quiet his body, knowing Dylon would not start until he stopped moving. But it was difficult as his body was humming with excitement. A paddling and nipple clamps! I need this! Oh, sir, make me yours, please!

Caressing the quivering globes under his hand, Dylon was pleased with his mate’s reaction. The constant pain of the nipple clamps and the expectation of jolts from the pain of paddling were making his mate’s body twitch and jerk. He waited until Cody finally stilled his body which, Dylon chuckled, was punishment in and of itself. Cody is starting to learn mental discipline that will help him control the effects of his visions.

“One more thing, my pet, you will call out each stroke after you receive it.”Pausing, Dylon raised his hand holding the wooden paddle, bringing it down with a resounding thwack against the firm, round, soft left cheek sending the sound echoing throughout the room. Rubbing the clearly defined paddle imprint left behind, he waited.

Cody grunted, then said, “One, sir.”

Dylon raised the paddle again, bringing it down sharply, this time on the right cheek.

“Two, sir.”

The sound of plump flesh being struck continued as Cody counted. By the fifth time the paddle met his cheeks, tears were flowing freely from the pain. But he craved it. He rocked into the slap each time, causing his nipples to rub against the bed.

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