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Chapter 91: Get On The Bench Chapter 91: Get On The Bench Angelia

| felt myself relaxing on a lounge chair on the deck, overlooking the compound. It was idyllic, like the kind |

envisioned heaven would look like with the sun shining, birds chirping, tall trees and healthy green grass as far

as | could

I see.

After a few minutes laying in the sun, | grew hot. The little dress | wore was too much clothing for my heated

skin. Looking around to be sure | was alone, | took off my clothes and was left only in a bra and panties which

was basically the sas a bikini so it wasn't wholly indecent. | applied sunscreen to keep my sensitive skin

from burning and slathered sof the sun protection factor on the few moles | had in my rib cage along with

areas where the skin was thinner like my chest. and neck.

The

book | had chosen was an old classic that | hadn't read in a while, | got lost inside the page and fell into the world

of old-fashioned words and etiquette. | forgot my surroundings until a shadow fell over me, startled, | looked up

and stared right into Kingston's seething eyes. "Didn't you get enough punishment last night? Because it looks

like you are begging for more." His words were clipped and angry.

"What have | done now?" | asked but | knew the answer as soon as his eyes dropped down to my body.

His gaze burned my skin hotter than the sun ever could.

"No one is around." | said, suddenly growing defensive. Not defensive but anxious. He didn't hold back when he

punished me.

"But you didn't notice me." He pointed out and madewonder how long he had been here with

me.

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"Get your a***dressed, present it toin the playroom."

The words were spoken quietly and still, the command was there as clearly as if he had yelled it. Not even

thinking, | hurried to follow his order. Throwing my dress on, | went inside. His house or should | say his manor

was vast and easy to get lost in so | was careful to use the sway in as | had used on my way out. | think a

part ofhad hoped he would find me, he had only givena taste last night and | need more of it. My heart

hammered in my chest as | got to the playroom, | stripped out of my clothes with shaky hands and did a quick

and probably very messy braid. |

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could feel my hands growing clammy from the anxious nerves | had, not knowing what kind of punishment he

meant to deal out.

Kneeling down, | sat on my heels and presented with my knees spread and breasts out. The more | was in this

position, the more natural it felt. | still felt a slight burn in my groin from having to spread my knees so far but |

was getting used to it. Kingston madewait for longer than | would have liked, building up the dread and

suspense. He gavetto cup with several things he could do to me, makingshiver in anticipation.

The door opened behindand closed, sending a whoosh of air across my naked body. "Hmm, so you can follow

orders after all." He said, his black leather oxford shoes stopped in front of me, it was the only part of him | could

see.

"I will give you an option. You can either take five strikes with my favorite paddle or you won't

orgasm."

It sounded so easy, five strikes and | was done but | knew that | wouldn't get off that easy. No, if he gavean

option between an o***m or paddling, the paddling would hurt badly. He must see them as equal punishment or

else | wouldn't have gotten the option to choose. | was overthinking it and | knew that. He was impossible to read

so why did | even try to? The thing was, | desperately wanted an o**sm, if | hadn't been so d***n exhausted last

night being left unfulfilled

and feeling my c**t throb and my needy p**y weep would have been a d**n torture. "What will it be?" He

prompted, making up my mind, | responded. paddle."

"The

F**k, | hoped | was making the right choice. | could practically feel his satisfaction and | realized that was what

he had hoped | would go for. | didn't know if that was a good or a bad thing. He leftin my position on the

floor, | heard a sound like he was taking something off the wall which was probably what he was doing, seeing as

many of the paddles along with whips of different kinds hung on the wall.

"You can look now." He said and I didn't hesitate as my eyes zeroed in on the leather object in hist

hand.

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| knew he had given the order to tormenteven further so | could look at the paddle he had picked out. | had

read something about the wider the paddle was, the less it hurt. But this paddle wasn't one of the wider ones, it

also had small holes in it, something that would help him hit harder. | suppressed a whimper, almost regretting

my choice but | wasn't though, | knew I could handle it, there was something about the kind of pain they offered

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Riccardo had calleda pain s**t and | couldn't say it didn't fit me. Although, | definitely wasn't into any type of

pain that could givepermanent damage, that was a step too far for me. "Get on the bench." He nodded at

what | could only guess was a s**ing bench. The whole thing was padded with black leather.

attel

My heart stuttered in my chest as | moved towards furniture, there were several pieces to the bench and

different parts were elevated at different heights. There was a smaller bench where | figured | would kneel on,

the highest bench was long-ish which | would bend over, making my raised and ready for the paddle. In the front

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were what | guessed was an armrest. | was flushed and | was sure it wasn't just my cheeks that were bright red

as | bent over the furniture, knowing he could see every part of me. It wasn't like he hadn't seen it before but

this position madefeel more vulnerable to him. Tensing, | sensed him moving behind me, getting closer and

closer. That damn paddle was stuck in my mind, teasingand tormentingwith what was to come. | tensed

further when | felt his hand stroke my bottom, not expecting his gentle touch. "I want you to count for me, if you

forget, we will start from the beginning. Is that clear?" he instructed, pushing down my upper body so my chest

was pressed tightly against the cold leather. "Yes, daddy." | responded breathily.

| cou

| could | hear my heart throbbing wildly and rapidly and every part of my body that touched the bench was

already clammy with sweat. Swish, that was the only warning sound | heard before pain exploded on the left side

of my ** | cried out probably busting both of our eardrums with the loud shrill of my cry. **t, | should have picked

the option of not or***ing. | hadn't been prepared for the heavy bite of the leather but when it faded, leaving a

slight burn in its wake, | knew | chose the right option. | could handle five of them. "You forgot t to count." 'He

said smugly, taking great joy in the fact. |

| could practically see that wicked smile of his that was more of a half smirk than a smile, just a hint of

something tugging at the corner of his lips. The second hit was just because | knew what was expected and had

to wait for the pain that would surely come. "One!" | yelled out as tears fell from my eyes. The burn afterwards

was worth it but it didn't lessen the initial pain.

"One, what?" He asked with that low gritty voice of his.

"One, daddy," | corrected myself.

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The next paddling rattled my teeth as | whimpered, | knew my a**ould be tender as f**

"Two, daddy." | counted. two hard ones in rapid succession and | counted them both even as my eye stung

with the salty tears. Th last one made my whole body tremble with the force he put behind it. It madesee

stars and shatteredinto a million pieces' but | don't forget to count. | couldn't take one more. "Five, daddy."

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