HIS DEEPEST DESIRE “Stop this.” I so desperately wanted to die of embarrassment as the heat and dampness from my panties brushed against my skin.
My worry that he would see my soaked underwear was outright replaced by his large palm coming down on my poor, innocent bare flesh.
I howled in more fury than pain this time, the insult to my pride feeding that fury.
“My house, my rules. And this body of yours is now mine. So my body, my rules.”
“You... you don’t own my body.” I managed to stutter, but that only earned me another round of punishment.
“My body, my rules,” he said again, and this time I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as hard as I could. “Are we clear?”
“Yes."