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mercilessly. 
    “I said keep your eyes open.”  She took in a sharp breath and her eyes flew open.  “I won’t remind you again,” he growled, his eyes held hers, daring her to close them again as he ran his fingers across her clit, soothing the pain, and sparking her arousal anew. 
    Without warning, he thrust a finger inside her, she gasped at the sudden intrusion.  He took advantage of her open mouth and kissed her again, thrusting his tongue inside.  One of his hands played with her pussy; pumping his finger in and out of her while the other tangled itself in her hair and yanked lightly, a warning against biting him.  He plundered her mouth, mimicking the motions of his finger.  Olivia stood up on her tiptoes, trying to get away from him, to dislodge him, but he just pressed against her and inserted another digit.  His thumb went to her clit, circling it.  She moaned against his lips, getting caught up in the sensation of his fingers pushing against her G - spot and his thumb teasing her sensitive numb.  She could feel a tightening build inside her as he began to flick her clit.  He pulled away from her lips to watch her.
    “Cum for me, Livie.” His voice was husky with desire. 
    She shook her head in protest, willing herself not to, but she was already tumbling over the edge.  Her orgasm hit her hard, her hips rocking against his fingers, milking them for every last sensation.  She closed her eyes and let out a loud, pleasure-ridden cry. 
    Cole tapped her wrist bindings and they were suddenly free from the wall.  She slumped, slightly sedated by her powerful orgasm.  He held her there, relishing the warmth of her post orgasm flush.  It shocked him how feeling her cum on his hand and watching her face contort in pleasure had almost been enough to push him over the edge too and cum in his pants, like a teenage boy.  He leaned against her, pressing her back against the wall. 
    He put his lips to her ear and tsked. “You closed your eyes, you naughty little thing.”
     
     

CHAPTER 4
     
    Olivia stiffened in his arms.  He lifted her chin and forced her to look at him. 
    “You need to be punished.” 
    He spun her around and pushed her against the wall.  He took the opportunity to ground his hardness against her ass. 
    “Apologize for misbehaving,” he demanded. 
    She shrieked, angrily trying to shake him off of her.  He spanked her.  His slap was firm and direct, but not his full strength.  It made a loud thwap sound.  She cried out, a mix of surprise and pain. 
    “I said apologize to me.”  
    His voice was startlingly steady as his finger outlined the red mark his handprint made.  When she took too long to answer he smacked her even harder than before.  She cried out again. 
    “I’m sorry,” she sobbed. 
    “Not good enough.” He made sure to hit her in a new spot. 
    “I’m so sorry, my lord.  I won’t disobey you again.”
    “That’s better.  Now, thank me for making you cum.”  He traced the new handprint he left on her pale skin. 
    “What?  I can’t,” she cried, he smacked her again and her knees buckled, he pressed his body against her tiny frame, holding her up and spanked her again.  “T-thank you for making me cum, my lord,” she said between gritted teeth. 
    “And did you like it?” he asked, his lips were at her ear and his hands ran down her waist. 
    “No,” she spat.
    He laughed, pulling her hips back against his body and moving his hand around to her front.  Cole slipped his fingers between her lips.  She was still so sensitive; she shivered at his gentle touch. 
    “You little liar.” He stuck his glistening fingers in her face.  “Lick them clean for me.”
    She tried to turn her head away, but he grabbed a fist full of hair and yanked ruthlessly.  “Do it,” he barked and she darted out her tongue, licking her own wetness from his fingers. 
    “Ask me to make you cum again,” she whimpered, but didn’t speak.  “Ask