The Kink Therapist: Nothing But Trouble (Erotic Romance Novelette) by Krissy Rose

Author:Krissy Rose
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: spanking story, new adult, voyeurism, dominance and submission, ageplay, erotic romance, bdsm, college romance, bondage and discipline, bdsm romance

He extracts a ruler from his desk and holds it in both hands as he orders me to get up and step forward. I do. His clappy shoes thunder on the floor as he storms over to me.

“First, we will deal with you disrespecting me. You called me a loser, cursed to my face and told me to go screw myself. Stick out your hands please, palms down.”

As soon as I do, he crashes the ruler down on my knuckles, and I yowl, “Owww,” and yank my hands back. Tears sting my eyes and hover on the lids.

“We are not finished. You will hold your hands steady.”

After frantic exhales and the forging of two wet trails, I wheeze out, “Yes, Sir.”

I clench my fingers a few times, then straighten them out again and wait. He makes me wait. He whacks me again and I let out an embarrassing rill of sobs. This is ridiculous. I can be stronger. I’m not going to be bested by a conceited jerk with a ruler, no fucking way. My hands are in agony, but I refuse to shrill or sob again. I curl my lips in. I’ll choke to death on my screams before I let that happen. He hits me again … and again … and again, with me wincing and groaning at every one. Without my consent, tears spill, but that’s all he gets out of me.

He leaves me with six and says, “Lace your fingers together and keep your hands behind your head.”

I’m so thankful for the switch, but I think he’s on to me, now determined to demolish my fortitude.

I do as he asks, and he taps my left breast with the ruler. No, no, no. Fuck you, Brent. He finds a good spot outside my bra and gives me a light slap. It didn’t really hurt, but I grab my boob in shock. “Uh! Fuck!”

He orders my hands back over my head.

“Watch your mouth, young lady.”

When I’m back in the vulnerable position, he does the same thing with the other, but I refuse to satisfy his ears. He’s not letting up, and after drumming on my breast very gently, he delivers two more slaps to each of my babies. He doesn’t seem determined to hurt me, I think he wants me to worry that he might, that he could.

“David. Come face Molly and lift her skirt.”

I gasp, having forgotten momentarily that he was in the room. Sorry, I was caught up the in potential boob pain that never came.

He’s not told to, but when he’s in front of me, he wipes away my tears and smooths my hair before his hands drift down my sides. He slowly lifts my hem in both fists and clutches the bunched material around my waist. We look into each other’s eyes. I’m much calmer now with him closer. I’m ready to take more pain, real pain. Bring it, Sir. The distress on David’s face makes me sad. He’s much kinder than I am. I was getting off on his punishment, and he’s suffering with mine.

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