The Alpha's Slave novel Chapter 3

Inayah had never been hit, let alone spanked.

And so when the stranger had swiftly thrown her across his lap, she barely had enough time to register just exactly what was happening until his large hand grasped the hem of her dress and bunched it up on her waist, expoSalemg her backside.

A gust of cold air brushed her ass and hardly did she react when his open calloused palm landed on her left ass cheek.

"Ow!" Inayah yelped as jarring pain spread over her tender flesh.

He did not go easy.

Another smack on her right cheek forced a cry of terror as she bucked on his thigh. His free hand grabbed a fistful of her ponytail and forcefully shoved her face down such that she hung by the belly on his thigh.

"No! Stop!" Inayah gasped as another spank landed on her left cheek.

He spread each open hit evenly; from one cheek to another, down the back of her thighs. Each strike was hard, heavy and absolutely painful.

"Is thIS what you wished for?" The man demanded as she cried and frantically struggled to pry herself away.

His grip was that of steel, her behind heated up as fire licked and wrapped its hot fingers around her sensitive skin.

"Do you wish to disobey me?" smack, "so much so that I must discipline you?" smack smack

"Noo- please!" She squealed as his palm landed and bounced with blinding intensity. "Please! Please!"

"Will you repeat it again?" The man growled, uSalemg her ponytail to viciously jerk her head upright as he gazed at her red tear-stained face.

Inayah tried at shaking her head vehemently but the grip on her hair halted any such actions.

Another sudden spank on her rear forced her to wail, "I won't! I won't!"

"Will you repeat it?" Salem's voice dropped to a deadly calm whisper, and his hand seized the striking, simply presSalemg on her sensitive heated flesh.

"I won't!" Inayah sobbed and his thumb stroked her left cheek tentatively.

"Are you sorry?"

"I am! I'm sorry, Salem!"

"Master." He corrected, smacking her right cheek sharply. The flesh jiggled and she tensed, rocking forward and away reflexively.

"I'm sorry, Master!" Inayah sobbed.

His sapphire eyes remained transfixed on her face for a drawn moment, eventually the grip on her hair loosened as that hand rose to her rosy cheeks, collecting a few tears on his index finger.

Salem rubbed his thumb and forefinger, seemingly amused by the tears, then casually dropped her onto the floor. He rose then and adjusted his coat, pivoting and heading back to the forest from where she came from.

"Hurry up." He snapped when she remained on the forest floor, still sobbing.

Inayah had never loathed a man as much as she did Salem.

He had punished her with enough ferocity to make her unable to properly sit for days on end. She walked with a grimace back to the horses and allowed him to tie her hand, all while ducking her face, glaring at the ground to avoid those void Sapphire eyes.

She hated him. Truly, madly and thoroughly.

"Quiet yourself, child, or I will whip you with a switch." Salem snapped and her mouth clamped shut.

Obediently, she stood, nervously fiddling with her thumbs and anxiously watching as he reached into one of the bags, removing a small aluminium tin. Inayah trembled slightly.

"Lift your skirt." Salem demanded, crouching by her feet.

Her heart thundered and she dared question but the venomous glare of his blue eyes muffled her words. Obediently she gathered the hem of her skirt and lifted it. Perhaps it was the fire that warmed her cheeks.

Salem's hands were surpriSalemgly gentle as they curled onto the sides of her underwear and softly lowered them to her ankles. Now exposed with her crotch near his face, Inayah's face blazed in humiliation.

He did not seem to mind, if anything there was indifference to the man's expression. Salem's strong, slender fingers dipped into the salve and he rose them to her sore, inflamed behind. It was cooling to touch, the effects instantly soothing as Inayah sighed in relief.

Her eyes pinched shut with a whimper when he brushed a swollen part. In response, Salem's hand stilled, then continued, perhaps even lighter than before. He spread the salve from one cheek to another, gently working it in, then down the back of her thighs and back up.

Inayah sighed again, small pouted lips gaping as his hand slid between her inner thighs, caresSalemg up and down. Hardly did she notice the sudden rise, when she felt his cuff link come into contact with her throbbing pussy.

The cuff link was cold and her engorged lips felt like they could melt it to scraps in a few seconds. Inayah let out a tiny moan of pleasure then caught herself, eyes slamming open as she sought Salem's calm face.

No

He looked up at her doe-like fearful eyes. Then he looked down at his hand, the cuff now dark and moist from her juices.

He paused in a silence that seemed to stretch out forever, and then his eyes began to dark, seemingly swallowed whole in black.

Very quietly, he spoke "Lie down, little one."