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LILA

The strap grazed through my skin, slowly coursing cold shivers running down my spine. I shut my eyes close, "Alpha Rafael..." my words are a whisper, as I begged. "Please," I couldn't tell what I was begging for, For him to stop? To push me further? To test my boundaries until there's no turning back?

Whatever it is, I don't get the chance to decide. He pulls away, his warmth leaving me, but his unrelenting grip on my hair stays. "I haven't asked you to beg yet," he says, voice cold. "This is just the beginning... When we start, it'll be far worse than this," his voice is warning. A warning I should obey, and maybe run, but where do I run to?

"For each rules, you disobey, this strap would be willing to place you back on track,"

"Spread your legs," he ordered. I take a shaky breath, he grabbed my hair in that unyielding grip, like he owns every inch of me. My pride says I should resist, keep my walls up, but his voice has this pull-a dark promise I can't bring myself to ignore.

I hesitated, he freaking needs to know that I'm not his toy. I'm not his sex object, and a doll to be ordered around whenever he wants it. 

My jaw clenches, a spark of defiance breaking through the haze he's left me in. "And if I don't?" I spit back, trying to claw back any semblance of control, even if it's just in words. 

Turquoise eyes turned dark, his gaze sharpens, amusement flickering like a dare I should've never put out there.

A sharp crack fills the air, and I let out a silent gasp as pain sears across my skin, raw and intense. His hand lands again, harder this time, sending a jolt through me. The impact drives me forward, my front pressing against the table of his implements, my legs quivering beneath me.

"Don't let me repeat myself, Little Kitten" his voice darkens, rich with a commanding edge.

He brings his hands down again, and this time I roared, as the strap hits my butt hard, my flesh tingling from the effect.

I parted my legs, my legs shaking, vibrating. But then he didn't stop, it was more like I had unleashed a hidden demon.

He brings his hand down again, a sob escaped my lips, a plea. "RAFAEL PLEASE!" I begged, my voice a cry.

Oops! How by the moon goddess did I forget that's a mistake too?

Another smack, and this time it was hotter than the rest, "It's Alpha Rafael to you, Little kitten. I won't remind you," my body quivered.

"When i give a freaking order, you fucking do what?" A smack.

I yelped. Another smack. "You fucking do what?" This guy was a psychopath. A damn one.

"Obey," the words tore out from my mouth.

"Good, such a obedient kitten," My pussy is spread wide, to his view.

Tears prick my eyes, and it's not from the pain. Wet? I'm freaking damn wet from his assault. He was a monster. A monster that sees me as his revenge mission and yet I'm wet for him, and freaking yet I'm feeling this throbbing ache in my pussy for this psychopath?

His hand yanked my my hair roughly,and I yelped the pain spreading through me. His finger circled my cunt, and I gasped, no, I moaned out.

Another godamn rules broken? He whipped me again, and damn the pain spread across my butt. I was definitely sure that it would be red now.

His finger continued the assault, this time he pushed his finger inside, my very wet self and I want to moan again, but heavens, I can't. I really can't. I bit my lips, hard.

He doubled his finger, he freaking doubled it, twisting, pulling. And he expects me not to scream? 

Fvck the rule. I roared, pleasure coursing through me as his finger worked through me.

I want to beg him, to gentle, not to stop, his pace his rough, but just then as I screamed. He pulled his finger out and then a smack.

I'll save this for later. He night be a psychopath, but he knows how to stick his godamn rules.

Just when I thought I'd break, a creak of the door made me freeze, shame crashing down as I realized someone had entered. I was naked, my legs widened, and hands spread on the table. My breast pressing hard on the table.

My heart dropped. It was... My mother... And then Rafael stopped his assault as she walks in, damn just when I was fucking close.

Rafael looked up, wicked satisfaction darkening his expression.

"Welcome, Linda," he drawled, his grip tightening possessively on me. "You'll want to watch this... to hear her beg the way I once begged you. You need to see her grip my cock, suck it just like you did my dad. This Linda is Paying back the debt you owed. Sit!" His voice is an order and my jaw tenses. The freaking nerve of him to what? To fuck me in my mother's presence? That's the worst disrespect I can ever take. He can call her a slut or whatever, but not this.

My fists clenched, fury sparking. He had the nerve to do this in front of my mother? This was beyond revenge-this was humiliation.

She walked in pale, shock and horror on her face as Rafael looked up, wicked satisfaction darkening his expression.

"You can't do this, Alpha Rafael " my voice came out, and his jaw clenched like I had just defy his order.

He yanked my hair, "You don't tell me what to do little kitten," his eyes are hard as they bored into mine, as if threatening me to talk once more and he would have his cock shobed down my throat. Was that what he's saying it it's just my dirty imagination.

"Kneel," that was rule what? Rule two. With my mother's eyes on me, I wanted to resist, to stand my ground. But I knew what that would mean-more punishment, more pain, and

right here in front of her? I swallowed hard and knelt, my cheeks burning with humiliation.

I knelt, just like the obedient Kitten he had termed me, but not like I had a damn option.