Page 9 of Serving Her Sentence

His hand was even harder than the auctioneer's, smacking against already pink, sensitive flesh. Crying out, she rocked forward on her arms and dragging her nipples across the hard, cool wood of the table.

“Answer me, little slut,” he said coldly, which only heated her more.

“Yes!” she blurted out. She couldn't imagine he wanted any other answer.

SMACK!

Another high cry spilled from her lips as her other cheek throbbed from the impact of his palm.

“What do you call me, slave?”

“Yes, Master,” she said, gasping out the words. Calling him ‘Sir’ was terrifying, and everything was beginning to seem surreal. This man owned her now, but what did that mean?

It appeared he was going to show her.

“You will not attempt to keep me from touching what is mine.”

This time he didn't wait for her response before his hand came crashing down on her ass. Noelle cried out, her body jerking forward and running into the table. No longer braced with her arms, her upper body rested on the hard wood, her breasts and nipples squashed beneath her as she writhed against the sturdy piece of furniture.

Each hard slap brought forth a howl from her sore throat. She'd thought the auctioneer had spanked her hard, but that was nothing compared to Damian. Unlike the auctioneer, he had no interest in putting on a show.

There was no pause, no rubbing the hot flesh he was smacking, and certainly no mercy. Kicking her legs, his hand came down on the small of her back, pinning her to the table, so he was able to rain down a barrage of painful swats from crest to the extremely sensitive area just beneath the curve of her ass. Noelle choked back a sob when he focused his attention there.

“Please... please, no more... I won't... I won't...” She couldn't even say what she wouldn't do, not because she was crying so hard, but because it felt so wrong to say she wouldn't keep him from touching her.

When the spanking finally stopped, she slumped on the table, shuddering from the pain emanating out from her bottom. It felt like her skin had been roasted with a blowtorch. A moment later, when he shoved his cock into her grasping pussy, she cried out at the sudden intrusion. She wasn't as wet as she had been before—although she was by no means dry—and the plug made her tighter than she normally would have been. The pain and pleasure of having him inside her made her toes curl as she clawed at the table, overwhelmed by the sensations.

Now filled in both holes, her ass burning from the spanking, Noelle thought she might faint. Could a body handle so much conflicting stimulation? He was thick, long, and her pussy grasped at him hungrily, even as she hated her reaction. His hands gripped her ass cheeks, making her cry out as his fingers dug into the soft, hot flesh, reigniting the sting from her spanking a thousand times over.

“That's it, girl, clench down,” he said, pulling back and thrusting back in, making her fingers scrabble for purchase on the small table. She reached across, curving them over the edge, gasping with pleasure and holding on as he pumped back and forth in her pussy, riding her from behind.

She swore she could feel every vein on his cock as it dragged in and out of her, his balls slapping against her swollen clit with the force of his thrusts. The sounds coming from her mouth were completely new to her—almost animalistic—as though she was being reduced to a creature. No longer herself, she was only his sex toy.

Noelle clung to the table as though it was her only hold on her sanity as he fucked her hard and fast. Having already cum once, it was obvious he was nowhere near ready to cum again so quickly, and from his groans of pleasure, he was enjoying ravaging her pussy. She clenched and loosened around him, the slick glide of his cock sending her closer and closer to orgasm, and the pain from her spanking was less painful.

It was as if her body had gotten its signals messed up. Her nipples were still throbbing, but in a manner that fed into her increasing pleasure. The heat from her ass now felt almost good, the bite of the sting, making her rising ecstasy even better by contrast. She bucked her hips back against him as he pumped into her, uncaring what he thought as long as she could finally climax.

Then he suddenly pulled out.

Noelle cried out in disappointment and loss, her pussy grasping at the sudden emptiness, seeking her denied fulfillment. Seemingly oblivious to her reaction, Damian pulled the plug on her ass. This time, he wasn't toying, and she cried out at the sharp sensation as her ring was stretched over the thickest part of the plug for the second time that day.

“Wait,” she pleaded, trying to push up. His hand flattened on the small of her back, pinning her in place.Noelle whimpered as she felt something thick and hard pressing against her emptied hole. Something much wider around than the plug that had just vacated it. “They weren't lying; I'm a virgin there.”

“Not for long.” His voice was dark, silky, and filled with satisfaction.His cock was already pressing in, making the tight ring of muscle guarding her entrance sting as it stretched open for him. She choked on a cry as he shoved in deeper.

Unlike the plug, his cock was thick all the way down his shaft, with no comforting notch for her sphincter to settle into. It burned, making her bowels cramp as his thick rod rutted further into her tunnel. Her muscles spasmed, trying to push him out, to no avail. The slick cream from her pussy that coated his cock made it easy for him to slide right past her resistance, and from the way his hands tightened on her hips and his guttural groan as her muscles tightened, he was enjoying her body's attempts to remove him.

“Oh, please!” She felt tears slide down her cheeks. It hurt so much!

“Relax and take it, girl,” he said. His thumbs dug into her back to hold her still as she squirmed. He was already deeper inside her than the plug had gone, her hole stretched so wide, it felt like she was going to tear at any moment. “Anal sex isn't always going to be comfortable for you, and I don't mean for you to think it is. You'll just need to bear it.” He groaned, thrusting in more as Noelle writhed and shuddered. “I plan on fucking this tight ass a lot.”

The whirring sound of a drone distracted her, and she looked up to see the small, hovering camera taking in her face, reminding her that her debasement was being viewed by every man who had bid on her. All of them were watching her new master shove his cock up her ass, deflowering her last virginity and claiming her completely, possibly even hearing him tell her to get used to the discomfort of being fucked there.

True to his word, her master wasn’t easy on her, not interested in being gentle or if she enjoyed losing her anal virginity. He used her ass the same way he'd used her mouth, the same way he'd used her pussy—forhispleasure… not hers.

Although his strokes were hard, even rough, he took his time. Not to ease her into it, but because he was obviously enjoying her struggles, the spasms of her muscles, and her pained cries every time he pulled out and slid back in deep and hard.

Noelle's body burned, inside and out, as he plunged his cock between her reddened cheeks. Her stomach cramped, her muscles fluttering as she strove to adjust to her body's new proportions. More tears slid down her face, and more cameras came into view, taking in her reactions as her master grunted and pillaged her asshole.