Saturday Spankings HARD LESSONS #mafiaromance #spankingromance #kindleunlimited

 

Welcome to Saturday Spankings, here's a steamy snippet from my mafia novel HARD LESSONS. Enjoy...

ABOUT

In his world, disloyalty is punished.

When Serena Ricci fell in love with a mafia bad boy, she knew what she was getting herself into. A man like Luca Morretti expects loyalty, but when she took a risk and it ended with the cops busting in, she let him take the fall. Now he's out of prison, and it's time for her to pay the price.

She will be stripped bare, punished thoroughly, and used in the most shameful ways imaginable. First she will beg for mercy and forgiveness, but before he is finished she will beg for more...

EXCERPT

Something hard, solid, and cool touched Serena’s anus.
Again she tried to lift up, but this time barely moved. Luca had her pinned to the table. All that she succeeded in doing was dragging her already throbbing clit on the smooth, hard woodwork.
“What is it?” she asked, her voice high pitched.
“A butt plug. Chosen especially for you. For this very moment.”
“What the fuck?”
He chuckled. “Paulo had a very specific shopping list.”
“Jeez,” she muttered. Should she be more mortified that Luca had planned this so precisely or that Paulo had gone on a sex shop outing with her on his mind?
She had no idea. But stopped worrying about it when the plug pressed forward. It was slick and lubed and entered her an inch, parting her hole.
“Oh!” She tensed and her butt cheeks squeezed together. It wasn’t that she hadn’t had fun with plugs in the past, but that this was different, this was him insisting she took it. She couldn’t decide if that was downright sexy or infuriating.
She tensed her ass further and clenched her jaw. A war going on with her mind and body.
“None of that clamping your ass cheeks.” He fondled her right buttock. “Relax. You’ll only make it worse for yourself.”
Could it be any worse? He was planning on giving her a hundred hard spanks with a big fucking butt plug up her ass and she didn’t know why she felt so turned on by the whole thing. It was maddening.
“Relax and take it. It’s not as big as my cock and you’ve taken that here before, Serena.”
She pursed her lips and blew out a breath.
Luca eased the plug into her some more. It was dense and rubbed cool on her flesh. “It’s been more than a year since your ass was breached,” he said, running his fingers up her spine and stroking her hair to the side of her neck. “So this is necessary to prepare you.” He kissed her shoulder.
“Prepare me... for what?”
“Oh, I think you know.” He paused and kissed her again. After straightening, he said, “Nearly there, you’re doing well.”
Her asshole was stretched and taut, heating too with a slight sting. The pressure was increasing, the plug heavy.
“That’s it, no more,” she gasped.
“Just a little...”
And then the plug seemed to pop into her and her ass clamped around the base.
“There’s a purple gem on the end,” he said. “It’s the same color as the Scottish thistle. Very apt.”
Serena rocked her hips a little, testing the weight of the thing inside her. Her pussy quivered. The sensation wasn’t unpleasant and it did remind her of the times they’d had anal sex. Luca was the only man to have ever entered her there. A fact he was very proud of.
So should I be surprised he dreamed this up?
“You will remain still,” he said, standing at her side, one hand on her upper back, the other resting over her right buttock. “Though you may scream and wail and cry out all you like. No one will hear. No one will come and investigate or save you from me, your master, the man you will learn to obey.”
A sense of defeat came over her. Yes. She was his. And yes, this was going to happen. But with that came a feeling of relief. There was no point battling, with him or with herself. Acceptance of everything was the best thing. His command. Her arousal. The plug. The spanking.
He stepped away again. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths. It seemed she had a reprieve for a moment as she settled into her new state of mind.
Then he was back. This time in front of her. “Open your eyes, Serena.”
She did as instructed. Before her was the wooden spatula. The one he’d used to stir the eggs. It was clean, the flat end wide. It had four holes punched into it.
“This will feel different from my hand. You should prepare yourself for that.”
“Luca. No... I...” Just when she’d accepted what was going to happen he’d changed it.
“You what?” He raised his eyebrows. “You’re sorry?”
She was silent. The apology stuck in her throat.
“It would be good to hear that word right now. It might even be beneficial for you.”
Damn it. He was like a dog with a bone. He wasn’t going to give up. And she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of her apology. Not when running had felt like the right thing to do at the time.
At the time.
Now she really wasn’t so sure.
“Have it your way.” He kissed the top of her head. “But don’t say you weren’t warned.” He ran his hand down her back and over her buttocks as he moved behind her.
A tremble ran up her spine, it seemed to prick every root hair on her head as it passed over her scalp.
“Good girl,” he said, setting the spatula on her right butt cheek.
She clenched around the plug and held her breath. Her belly tensed and her clit throbbed against the table.
“I know this is hard for you to take but it’s the way life is. You’re mine, you stay by my side and you will never forget that now.”
The first swat landed hard and fast, the snap of flesh on wood echoing around the room. Serena didn’t cry out. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. Instead she clamped her lips together and gripped the table harder.
And other smack. This time on the opposite cheek. The wood was different to his hand.
Sharper, more precise in the way it sent heat penetrating into her flesh.
“That’s two, only ninety-eight to go. You may count out loud if that helps.”

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