Free Her Pirate Master (Entwined Fates) by Trista Ann Michaels

warning, he pulled his hand back, then slapped her ass hard. Jack’s eyes flew wide open as she gasped in surprise.
    “I told you to come down for dinner,” he growled, then slapped her ass. “Then you got smart when I told you to eat.”
    He slapped her once more, and Jack moaned as pleasure-pain began to race through her veins. He was going to do this to her again. Her face burned with mortification to match the burning of her ass as he continued to slap one cheek, then the other, over and over again until she thought she might scream.
    She could feel herself getting wet, feel the building of that dark need deep inside her. She didn’t want to lose herself again, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to stop it.
    He moved his hand back to her mound and softly used the tips of his fingers to separate her labia. Jack closed her eyes in embarrassment. Her arousal was right there for him to see, to taste. She bit her lip as she imagined him running his tongue along her slit, licking her cream.
    She shook her head back and forth repeatedly, trying to force the image from her mind.
    Haydrien chuckled as he thrust two fingers deep into her pussy. Her hips lifted higher on their own, and Jack’s heart sank with the realization he could get her to do anything he wanted. Especially right now.
    “So wet,” he whispered.
    He lowered his head and nibbled the insides of her thighs. He kept his fingers deep, only just partially pulling out before thrusting them back in. Jack could hardly think. The spanking had left her so aroused she couldn’t fight the need that rose to a boil.
    He pulled his fingers out and spread her, exposing her clit to his sensual touch. He rubbed gently along the nub, forcing it to harden even more, and Jack thought she might die from the desire to have him inside her.
    She refused to voice it. She didn’t care how crazy he made her. She would never give him that satisfaction.
    He blew against her clit, and her hips jerked. “So pretty,” he whispered just before sliding his tongue through the juices that coated her pussy.
    When the tip of his tongue circled her clit, she cried out and shuddered from head to toe.
    “So sweet,” he murmured, then thrust his tongue inside her channel.
    Jack sighed and rotated her hips, grinding her pussy against his face. Her anger and protests forgotten, all she cared about was getting off.
    He removed his tongue and nibbled at the side of her labia, making her whimper for more. “Are you going to behave from now on?” he asked.
    Jack panted and closed her eyes. She wanted to say yes so he would end the torture, but another part of her wanted to say no.
    He lifted up and slapped her on the ass. The sting caught her by surprise, and she squealed. “Ow!” She bit her lip at how sore she was becoming.
    “I asked you a question, sub,” he said harshly. “Are you behaving from now on?”
    He slapped her ass again.
    “Yes!” she screamed.
    “I’ll believe it when I see it,” he murmured.
    Using the flats of his fingers, he spread the cream at her opening over her pussy and down between the cheeks of her ass. Jack groaned and lifted her pussy toward his touch.
    “You want to get off, don’t you?” He bent down and blew against her clit.
    “Yes,” she hissed.
    “I should leave you hanging,” he whispered. “Tie your hands so you can’t touch yourself.”
    Jack shook her head. “No.”
    “No what?”
    “No what?” she panted. What was he talking about? What did he want?
    “What am I, sub?” He pinched her clit between his two first fingers and rubbed the sides.
    Jack squealed and buried her fingernails in her shins.
    He removed his hand and slapped at her ass again. “No what, Jacquelyn?”
    “No…” She took a deep breath and tried again. “No, Master.”
    “That’s it,” he said.
    He thrust two fingers deep. Jack gasped, then screamed in release the second he flattened his tongue against her clit. He kept pressing his tongue over her nub,