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Chapter 4 The Devil Is In The Details

Word Count: 1239    |    Released on: 20/05/2021

n him gaze at me

/â–ª/â–ª/â–ª

unched on my poor, undeserving ass, impatiently waiting for that pr

d, the same couldn't be said for the Devil, however. I was deeply perplexed when he delayed striking my bottom wit

weak and vulnerable, but each time he does so, even if it's a triffle victory like making a young woman like

tempting to guess what might be going through his mind as he kept me thrown over his lap and did not do as little as to instruct me to count after every strike. I wa

w bet

father decided to surprise me yet again. On my knees, bearing the nipping cold of the solid floor, I was astonished by a ton when the

discipline has been instilled in me when it comes to openly questioning my father's methods ever since I was a child. Even when I was roused from sleep by horrifying s

, I could maintain with utmost ease,

nvas with a brush. Every inch his finger pads covered made tiny shivers jolt up my spine, and the hairs behind my neck to stand to attention. Eve

er done th

nful advances of the many men I have read about in the steamy er

h I knew what he was thinking, just as much as I w

is what h

xation, so the punishment could call forth a greater load of pain. He

was nothing. Now my logic was dishe

zing just below my breast. Then he shocked me further by tugging at my lace undie

ried, would be a

thing emotions I have never felt before, emotions of severe complexity. I was scared, not only because I did not

ore. If my butt be stripped bare, then he is surely goin

wn the swell of my ass, a shaky

hh.

e instantly drew me closer and had me back to my init

from his throat. Shivering, I lowered my head to his knee and

s happ

this room with

myself to enunciate even one word, so you can imagine ho

ion as an excuse to escape him. As soon as the heavy knocks sou

wn and gave the scowling D

range of sight. My keen eyes examined his thigh, I was not

I gazed at that undeniable, thick protrusion of

hopes of him having not seen where my gaze had lingered, were shattered as he r

my-

s me to

ts me

h

es this

have easily given anyone the wrong impression. Against my will, my eyes met that of

ed and he smirked, before he spun his swivel chair around and proceede

d. I quickly left the Devil's lair, near

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