Page 19 of Madness

The wood table felt cold on my heated skin as I rested my hands and cheek on the surface. My ponytail fell over my shoulder as I turned to stare at the wall. My breasts pushed into the table with each ragged inhale.

I felt Maddox move, but I didn’t look. His fingers circled my wrists as he stretched my hands above my head. His large hand pressed between my shoulders, pushing me further into the table. His palm covered most of my back.

He was so much bigger than me, stronger. He could manipulate my body so easily. Why did I like how small I felt next to him? Why did goosebumps break out on my skin where he touched me?

My breasts were crushed against the wood, teasing my peaked nipples. A rush of cool air tingled my skin as he flipped up my skirt, exposing me to him. Then his body was gone.

My heart squeezed as I stayed in position. I was afraid to move and add to my punishments. I’d never been in a more vulnerable position. Suddenly a thought flew through my head. I jerked to stand, but a firm hand shoved me down again.

“That’s nine.”

“No, I’m not d-disobeying.” I stammered. “The door doesn’t lock. Someone could come in and see me.”

Maddox laughed as my breath caught in my lungs. “No one will come in here. But if they do, your beautiful pussy will be the last thing they see before I cut their eyes out for looking at you.”

Shit. My core flooded at his words. It was coating my thighs. I tried to rub my legs together to hide it. But he pushed his thigh between mine and kicked my legs apart.

“That’s ten. Don’t hide from me.”

I bit back my response. I laid out for his viewing pleasure for several more minutes. Instead of becoming cold from the air conditioning, my body heated the longer I was bent over the table.

The wait heightened my response. I strained to listen for every little sound. Trying to hear what was coming. But Maddox was silent. I couldn’t even hear his breathing over my own.

Without warning, a sharp slap landed on my ass. I cried out as the sting coursed through my body.

“Count.” Maddox said as his fingers brushed the spot where his palm had hurt me, making the hit burn again.

“One.” I whispered. I waited. I couldn’t tell if it was minutes or hours. My body was so tight I lost all perception of the outside world. Another slap came down in the same spot.

“Two.”

There was no wait this time. He switched to the other side, several hits coming in a row. It was like he was purposefully changing what he was doing to build anticipation. I had no idea what would come next. The depraved part of me loved it. Loved not being in control.

“Three… four…five.” Each hit forced my body further into the table. My clit bumped the edge and sent a shot of pleasure straight to my pussy.

“You don’t like pain?” Maddox questioned as he caressed my ass. His touch wasn’t gentle; it sent another round of stings to my abused cheeks. I hissed in a breath as he moved his hand until he was cupping between my thighs. I felt myself dripping onto his fingers. “Because this pussy sure likes it. Your little slut body craves my touch. You’re ready to come again just like you did before. You loved coming on my fingers while I hurt you. Didn’t you, little dove?”

“No.” I whispered even as my body rocked against his hand, trying to find the friction I needed.

The onslaught of sensations was ramping up my need for release. His touch. His words. The pain. The fear of the unknown. It was everything I’d fantasized about.

It was more. Darker and dirtier than I could have imagined. Because even though I’d thought of the pain before, I hadn’t pictured him.

His presence. His voice. His complete control of my body. His unrelenting need to destroy me.

“Don’t fucking lie to me, or I’ll add to the count.” He shoved his fingers inside me roughly. But before I could get any pleasure from them, he was gone.

His wet fingers slapped my ass again, adding to the pain. “Six.”

He switched to the other side. The sting of wetness slapped my ass. But the burn had started to change into something else. It still hurt, but now there was another sensation. A tightening in my core and nipples. I panted and arched off the table as he hit me again. “Seven… Eight.”

“Tell me you fucking like it.” He shoved two fingers inside me, and I cried out.

My body sucked him in as he pumped in and out of my tight heat. I felt every drag. My only focus was on the burning in my ass, the pleasure in my pussy, and Maddox’s voice. I forgot where I was. Who I was. There was nothing but him.

I shoved my hips back, reaching for more pleasure. I was shameless, needing the euphoria that was just out of reach.

“Oh fuck.” I screamed as my core clenched and electricity sparked in my veins. My orgasm drowned me. I lost all sense of the world as I hung there. It was like I wasn’t in my body anymore.