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Spanked By The Duke: Victorian BDSM Erotica
(Anna Austin)

"Lay down on the bed, Annabel." He commanded.



I complied as fast as my shaky legs would allow, climbing messily up onto the bed and lying down on my back. 



"Dress off."



The tone was so demanding and dominating that I obeyed the directions without a second thought. I pulled my dress over my head, tossing it to the floor. I unclasped my brassiere, allowing it to slide off my frame. I shoved it aside, and though I was humiliated at my nudity, the sexual relief I craved was far too tantilizing a prize for me to care about my dignity.



"You have a beautiful body, Annabel." The Duke hummed, climbing onto the bed and resting his strong hands atop my shoulders, nails digging in only very slightly. He caressed the skin there, more gentle than he'd been all day. I couldn't help but admire his features - a sharp jawline, stubbly chin, eyes dark enough to get lost in-



I was so distracted that I was taken completely by surprise when he shoved me down roughly, pressing my shoulders into the mattress. I was instantly reminded that this man was sadistic, this man was cruel, and he was likely going to take my virginity in the most painful way possible. My eyebrows knitted together with worry, and I looked up at him with watery eyes, hoping that I could convince him to be gentle with me.



He didn't pay attention to my silent pleas - instead, he began to yank down his zipper. My eyes widened as I watched him pull down his trousers, allowing his thick cock to spring free. It was the first time I had seen a dick in person, and I honestly hadn't expected them to be so large. Surely something that sizeable wouldn't be able to fit inside of me!



The Duke must have noticed my worry, for he let out that horrid snicker again. My eyes were unmoving, locked on that huge cock of his. "Impressed?" he asked, irritatingly smug. "Most women are." Admittedly, I was impressed. But I was also scared out of my mind. I was about to tell him to wait, to slow down, to be gentle, but-



Then the head of his dick was prodding against my entrance, and I was overcome with lust. I angled my hips downward eagerly, hoping to urge him inside.



"Excited, are we?"