CHAPTER <b>0035 </b>


    Meadow’s POV:


    I was equal parts terrified and excited about the fact that I was about to be spanked by ric. No, not spanked.


    Whipped. With his expensive leather belt.


    The pulse in my neck quickened as I slowly turned around and bent over the desk, pressing my cheek against the cold, hard wood.


    The tension in the room thickened, and I shut my eyes, waiting for ric to say something. Anything.


    There was no way he was happy about me doing this all because I wanted to save Tyler. Like I didn’t


    want it.


    But the truth was that I absolutely wanted it. In fact, I wanted it so much that heat had already pooled


    between my thighs a long time ago.


    He finally cleared his throat, and when he spoke, his voice was low and raspy. “Now, reach down and pull your panties down.”


    My muscles tensed. This was it. The moment I pulled my panties down, ric was going to punish me the way he wanted, and stop whenever he wanted to. That alone should’ve freaked me out enough to say <ol><li>no<b>. </b></li></ol>


    But saying no would mean that Tyler would die. ric didn’t seem like someone who would bluff or break a promise. That wasn’t the only reason, though.


    I wanted to do it. Wanted to see how far he would go.


    And so, with trembling hands, I pulled the shirt up, bunching it around my waist, and then, slowly pulled my panties down.


    ric let out a low groan that made my skin prickle, and my thighs clenched together when I felt him


    start to move closer to me.


    “Fuck, Meadow<i>,</i><i>” </i>he breathed. “You’re the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen.”


    I bit down a whimper, feeling the soft fabric of his cks graze the backs of my thighs. He was directly behind me now.


    “Spread your feet,” he ordered, kicking my feet apart with his before I could do it myself.


    “I’m going to whip you, Meadow.” His <b>rasp </b>was low, and a shiver ran down my spine when he dragged his now folded belt down my back. “And it won’t be yful, or soft. It will hurt.” He paused after that, like he was waiting for me to say something.


    Back out, maybe.


    But I didn’t. And I wasn’t going to.


    I swallowed as ric continued. “I usually prioritize safe words, but I’m not going to with you. Not today, at least. Today is different, you understand that, right?”


    I nodded, feeling my mouth start to fucking water.


    Was that how eager I was to be punished?


    “No,” he growled, his handing down hard against the desk. I gasped when I noticed that it was the hand holding the belt that was right beside my face. “Use your words.”


    “Yes.” My voice was cracked. “I understand.”


    He pulled back. My heart mmed against the desk, and I held my breath in anticipation.


    The sound of the belt whistling in the air was the only warning I received before it came down fast and


    hard on my ass.


    A scream tore from my throat as the pain exploded on my skin, throbbing, stinging, all at the same time.


    “Count,” ric said, voice hoarse, tone indifferent.


    I took a few seconds to steady my breathing as my teeth clenched together.


    Fuck. That hurt.


    The belt came down again and I jerked forward, letting out another scream. “ric-”


    “I said count, Meadow.<i>” </i>


    “Two,” I gritted out.


    “No. One. You disobeyed me the first time.” I clenched my fists so hard I could feel my nails digging into


    my palm.


    “One,” I gasped. The throbbing slowly started to dial down to a dull ache, and then, to my surprise, a wave a pleasure racked my entire body.


    Oh, fuck. I wanted more now.


    ric kicked my feet wider apart while muttering: “Good girl”


    And then the belt came down <b>again </b>and I couldn’t help but moan as my hard nipples rubbed against the


    shirt


    “Two.”


    A groan rumbled deep in ric’s chest and I felt my core clench hard, seeking some kind of friction.


    “What was that, baby?” he muttered, and then he was right behind me again. “You sound like you’re


    enjoying it. Are you?”


    I shut my eyes tight, feeling embarrassed that I was, indeed, enjoying it. But I answered in a small voice.”


    Yes.”


    ric hummed, kicking my foot apart even wider. “I’ll have to see for myself, won’t I?” he murmured, and


    then there was a bit of movement.


    I didn’t realize ric was kneeling right behind me until I felt his breath against my wet clit. “ric<i>…</i><b><i>” </i></b>I let out a small whimper, instinctively arching my back and trying to push back toward his mouth.


    But he stopped me. “Don’t be naughty now,” he tutted, hand on my thighs.


    “Please,” I found myself begging. Begging for his mouth on my clit.


    But he ignored my request.


    “I think you like being punished, Meadow,<i>” </i>he said instead, and a gasp tore from my throat. He was talking to my pussy. I could feel every single breath as he spoke. “Just look how wet and ready you are for


    me.”


    “Then do something about it,” I gritted out, regretting it instantly. ric didn’t like it when I gavemands. But I couldn’t help it.


    I was so fucking turned on.


    The heat of his breath left my pussy and then I felt him rise to his feet.


    “Bold of you to make demands while you’re still under punishment, Meadow.”


    <b>“</b>I’m s-”


    I didn’t get to finish that because the belt came down on my ass cheeks again–this time even harder.


    “Three!” I cried out. “Three…<i>” </i>


    He whipped me again. And again. And again. But the pleasure didn’t die–no.


    It built up.


    ric had whipped me nine times now and my body was quivering with pleasure and pain.


    “You will block Tyler’s number,” he said all of a sudden, the dark calmess in his voice causing a shiver to run down my spine. “You will delete it. And if I ever find out you talked to him, on the phone or otherwise,


    I will kill him, Meadow. Are we clear?”


    I was panting at this point, my ass cheeks hurting, my core throbbing, wanting him. No<b>–</b>needing him.


    His touch.


    He hadn’t touched me once.


    “Yes,” I whispered. “Yes. I won’t talk to him.”


    “Good,” he said firmly. “Because you’re mine, Meadow. And I don’t like it when people mess with what’s mine.”


    He whipped me again, and with how hard it came down, I could tell that this was the final stroke. And it brought me even closer to the edge now.


    The back of my eyes burned as I whispered, “Ten.”


    There was a full minute of silence before ric finally spoke. “Alright. I think you’ve had enough punishment for one night.”


    “No,” I said desperately. I needed more. This couldn’t be it!


    I was so close.


    “ric, please…..”


    “Please what?”


    “More<i>,</i><i>” </i>I cried.


    ric was silent for so long I thought he’d been considering it, but then he hit me with a tant “No.”


    My heart dropped, but I didn’t turn around. I wasn’t sure I wanted to look at him while he denied my request. “No? ric, I was-”


    “I know<i>,</i><i>” </i>he cut in. “One more whip of my belt and you’d havee all over my bedroom floor.”


    I felt him behind me, and then, gently, he pulled me up, his chest against my back, his hand around my neck as he whispered roughly into my ear:


    “But it wouldn’t be a punishment anymore, would it?” His other hand reached for my already tender ass and I hissed. “I won’t let youe, baby.”


    And then he let me go.


    “At least, not by my hand,” he said coldly. “I’m going to be generous and let you do that all by yourself.”


    And he started to walk through the door, leaving me behind while I continued to shake with pleasure and pain.