I Was Used, Spanked, and Slapped. the Worst Part? I Loved It

Bound and helpless, I surrendered to the heat of his dominance. Each spank stung my skin, igniting a fire within. His slaps echoed through me, blending pain with secret pleasure. Used for his desires, I craved every rough touch, every commanding whisper. Shame melted into ecstasy as I embraced my submission. The worst part? I loved every second of it, yearning for more of his unyielding control, my body trembling with dark, delicious delight.