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  A pair of handcuffs and a blindfold.

  Holy hell. She bit the inside of her cheek and obediently walked to the foot of the bed. Prior experience told her that he’d wind the cuffs around the railing there before attaching them to her wrists.

  “Good girl,” he said in a praising tone that melted her further. God, she loved him so much. He was so good to her, so perfect for her. She was thankful he was such a forgiving and understanding man. He could’ve sent her away in anger after she yelled at him and tried to break up with him, but instead he’d chased her through the trees, tossed her over his shoulder, and carried her back into his house.

  He cuffed her right wrist first, and the cool metal against her flesh made her shiver. He pushed a finger between her wrist and the cuff to ensure the restraint wasn’t too tight. Again, the care he showed her during a punishment left her melting at his feet.

  The railing on the foot of his bed was high, so high that she had to stretch her arms up as he looped the other cuff through one of the top rails. He grasped her free wrist and closed the cuff over it, once again checking to ensure it wasn’t too tight before he stepped back. She stood with her feet planted wide apart and her arms above her head, feeling very much on display and at his mercy.

  He brushed her hair from her face and placed the blindfold over her eyes. Only the faint glow of the lamps reached her eyes through the dark fabric, and in the absence of her vision her other senses heightened. His woodsy scent became stronger, even as she heard him moving away. The floor creaked faintly beneath his steps. Her heart pounded a quick rhythm in her ears. The clinking of his belt buckle made her tummy flip, and she shuddered at the familiar whooshing noise of it being pulled from his pants.

  “I’m going to make these strokes fast, Ally, so you don’t have to worry about counting them.”

  “Thank you, sir.”

  The floor creaked with his approach, and her stomach fluttered as she awaited that first lash to blaze across her already tender bottom. He didn’t make her wait long. The first strike caught her sit spot, and she danced in place as a cry was wrenched from her throat. Another lash landed and scorched her flesh, this one hitting a notch above the first one. True to his word, the strokes were fast, and he sped through them, working his way up her bottom to cover her entire backside with the sharp blows from his thick leather belt. She counted to ten in her head, and when the final lash fell, she burst into tears that were wrought more from relief than pain.

  Emotion swelled within her, and she wanted nothing more than to curl into Mark’s strong embrace and feel his forgiveness. He freed her from the cuffs and rubbed her wrists for a moment, though they weren’t sore at all compared to her flaming bottom. She met his eyes as he turned her and gently drew the blindfold off her head.

  And then she was in his arms as he carried her to the rocking chair in the corner of his room. The first time she’d seen the rocking chair, she’d thought it strange for a man to have that kind of furniture in his bedroom, but after her first punishment spanking he’d pulled her into his lap in the rocking chair and held her until her tears dried up. She’d understood and appreciated its purpose then, just as she did now.

  She sighed against his chest as he sat down and circled his arms tighter around her. He kept one hand on her bottom, caressing her tender mounds, and the other hand in her hair to pet and soothe her into a blissful state.

  “You are forgiven, Ally,” he said. “Shhh, don’t cry, little girl.”

  His gentle words and the warmth of his embrace as he rocked her helped her settle down in small measures. She sniffled as the last of her tears ceased falling. She’d never felt so safe, loved, and treasured in her whole life.

  Though the night wasn’t over, and the next order of business left her bottom hole tingling with anticipation, she wasn’t afraid. He’d fucked her ass for punishment and for pleasure before, and even the times it was part of her correction, it really wasn’t any different in a physical sense. In her mind though, when she bent over and offered her bottom to him because she’d been a bad girl, she never felt as submissive and truly humbled as when he pumped in and out of that tight, private hole. Just the thought of being taken and dominated in such a primal way sent shivers of desire through her, and her pussy began to ache anew, moisture seeping out to coat the insides of her thighs. Mark, of course, noticed the change in her demeanor, and he slipped a hand through her wet folds.

  “My my. What’s all this, Ally?”

  * * *

  God, no woman looked as adorable as Ally, most especially when she blushed. Her reddened cheeks contrasted with her otherwise pale skin. Mark stared down at her as he sought out her moist entrance, gliding his fingers through her arousal and exploring each fold of pink flesh, from her outer lips to the sweetness that lay within. Her keening moans were music to his ears, and his cock hardened beneath her squirming backside.

  “Now, refresh my memory, Ally. What hole do naughty girls get fucked in?”

  She whimpered and met his gaze with wide, pleading eyes. Her lips parted and she breathed hard, her face twisting with pleasure as he moved to stroke her clit. “Na-naughty girls get fucked in the ass, sir.”

  “That’s right,” he said, spreading moisture back to her bottom hole and nudging at the snug entrance. “This is the hole I’m going to fuck you in right now, and you’re going to be a good girl and take every hard thrust I give you, until I come deep in this tight, puckering hole of yours.”

  She threw her head back and gyrated her backside against his probing fingers, and he shoved two digits into her ass, startling a gasp from her. After a few deep thrusts, he pulled out and nodded at the bed. “Get yourself into position, young lady. You have three seconds.”

  She scampered off his lap and hurried to the bed, bending over and offering her bottom up. Without being told, she reached back and drew her red cheeks apart. Mark shed his clothes on his way over to her, and his hard cock sprang out ready and throbbing. He fisted his length in his hand as he took position behind her. He looked at her little rosebud, his desire escalating as he watched it pulse and quiver as she awaited his entrance.

  Knowing he wouldn’t be able to hold back, he stepped to the side to retrieve a bottle of lubrication from the bedside table. Her natural moisture wouldn’t suffice for the long, hard fucking he planned to give her. Uncapping the lube, he trickled the liquid between her bottom cheeks, then applied a liberal amount to the tip of his aching cock. His breaths came ragged as he stared down at the tempting sight Ally presented, with her dark pink cheeks spread wide to reveal her naughty little hole that glistened under the lubrication.

  With two fingers, he spread the moisture around her pucker in slow circles, gradually pressing inside her tightness with shallow thrusts before replacing his fingers with his cock. She trembled beneath him, and he groaned as he pushed into her asshole. It took all his self-control to move slowly at first, giving her time to adjust to his size as he filled her up. Once he was fully seated inside her, he began to move in and out, withdrawing almost entirely and then shoving back into her tight hole.

  Whimpers and moans floated up from her, but she kept her bottom spread for him and he felt her softening beneath him as she accepted her fate. He upped the pace, fucking her faster with each thrust, until he was riding her with movements so rapid the bed shook beneath them. He gripped her hips and surged forward, only to pull back and enter her again, faster and harder than before.

  “This is what happens to naughty little girls, isn’t it, Ally? They get fucked in the ass hard.”

  Her only response was a soft cry that sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure. He reached underneath her to stroke her clit, drawing her natural moisture over that swollen nub.

  “Oh, Mark. I-I’m really close.” She sounded frantic, as if she were worried she might not be able to keep from falling into her release even if he commanded her to wait.

  She’d been such a good girl though, accepting her spanking and th
e belting with minimal fuss. She’d obediently presented her bottom hole to him for inspection and for her ass fucking too. As he pounded into her, he pressed down harder on her clit and circled the button faster.

  “You may come at any time, Ally girl.”

  His permission sent her over the edge. A shudder coursed through her and she shattered beneath him, crying out in the throes of her pleasure. He kept fucking her the whole time, not slowing his pace even after she lost her grip on her bottom. Spreading her cheeks to his liking, he continued on, thrusting into her until his balls tensed and heated tingles raced up his thighs.

  Dark spots clouded his vision as he came hard inside her, his cock jerking with the pulses of his desire. He collapsed overtop her for a moment, catching his breath. She was panting beneath him, her face turned to the side, her eyes closed. A peaceful expression softened her features. His heart danced to see her so relaxed after all that they’d been through tonight. He withdrew from her bottom and scooped her up in his arms, carrying her into the bathroom.

  “Let’s take a bath together, Ally.”

  “Mm. Sounds good,” she said, her eyes fluttering open.

  “Then we can eat a late dinner. You’ll need your energy tonight, young lady. I won’t be finished with you until the sun rises tomorrow morning.”

  She toyed with the hair on his chest, her eyes darkening as she stared up at him. “Well then, I hope you’re serving a dessert too.”

  He brushed a kiss across her lips. “You can have all the dessert you want, Ally girl.”

  A note from the author:

  Thank you so much for purchasing Maid to Submit. I hope you enjoyed reading about Mark and Ally. Please feel free to contact me by email authorsuelyndon@gmail.com and let me know your thoughts. Reviews on Amazon and Goodreads are also very much appreciated.

  Hugs and spanks,

  Sue

  About the author:

  Sue Lyndon is a multi-published author of erotic BDSM romance and spanking romances. She enjoys a good book in any genre, loves Star Trek and Battlestar Galactica, and runs on coffee and chocolate.

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