Sweet Little Temptation
Then, without warning, the first sharp lash landed against my thigh.
*Crack.*
A sudden, sharp sting bloomed across my skin. I gasped loudly, my toes digging into the carpet as the heat of the strike radiated outward. It wasn't unbridled rage; it was a measured, perfectly controlled application of discipline.
"I am going to give you five of these," Damian rumbled, his voice completely level, devoid of anger but absolute in its authority. "And with each one, you are going to apologize for trespassing in my space, and you are going to thank me for the punishment. Do you understand?"
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