Fallen Into Hell: Fallen: Book 2, Layna Snow [the mitten read aloud .TXT] 📗

her legs. She was very happy that she shaved the day that she left.

Thane stopped at her ankles, his hands moving on them while his mouth kissed her inner thigh, urging her legs apart so he could get to her better.

And boy was she ever willing to let him go there!

“It’s alright, baby. We’ll take care of you,” Adrian said against her back, his hands once again on her wrists.

And then all the hands and mouths were gone. What were they doing? But she couldn’t turn to look. She tried, something holding her wrists where they were. And she couldn’t close her legs either. They too were bound.

As that permeated her brain, the fear and panic returned.

Oh God. She was bound.

They had tied her to this weird thing that was probably not a bench at all! They made her helpless. They could kill her and she wouldn’t even be able to scream.

It reminded her of the last time she was at a man’s mercy. That night, not too long ago, when she went to go see if Melody was alright but ended up being held at gunpoint.

It was terrifying, a time in her life that she wanted to forget. But at least she was able to move and do something! Now, she was tied down, and they could do anything to her.

It was the most vulnerable she had ever felt in her life, well… next to being in the car when Annie was driving that night. It was worse than the accident. She could barely remember that.

And now, she had no control! She didn’t like not having control. She needed it, needed to be able to do something about the events in her life, about having a life!

She didn’t even realize she was struggling until a large hand moved up and down her back, as if petting her.

God, she thought, closing her eyes, what kind of punishment would they dole out?

“Okay. Won’t hurt, really.” A rough voice said, rumbling into her ear as he continued to stroke her. As comforting as it was. She needed answers. She needed to know what would happen. She needed to be able to say when she was done. But she didn’t have the safe-sound thingy.

“Thane’s right, hot-stuff. This is a D/s punishment. It’s not meant to hurt you, just give a little sting. You liked when Thane bit you, right? It’s like that. I know you’re new to this, but you have to understand that we were trained for this. We know what we’re doing. I told you before. It’s your job to submit and trust us. It’s our job to take care of you in all ways. You trust Thane, right? He won’t let me do anything to cause you any real pain. Besides, you can always say no. Or… you can hold Thane’s hand and when you let go, we’ll stop.”

But she was almost beyond listening.

She felt the panic pressing on her chest, making it difficult to draw air in.

“Breathe,” Thane growled. His command penetrating her foggy brain.

She pulled in a breath. And then another, until she felt the tightness in her chest ease.

And with that, her brain began to chug forward again, allowing her to process what Adrian had said.

He wasn’t going to hurt her? What kind of punishment was he going to give her then? If he only explained everything, she would feel much better.

This was a start. She could feel herself process things, knew that she would get a choice. She had the power, at least some power. They weren’t going to kill her. And they gave her a way to make it stop.

If they were telling the truth.

But, what did it matter if she consented. They could do whatever they wanted right now. The least she could do was try to hold onto whatever control they gave her.

Soph nodded, giving her agreement. She’d do this. She’d try it.

Besides, there was a little voice in her that pointed out her rising arousal.

Despite the panic and fear, she was still turned on. And this might be her last chance to have amazing sex.

The guys already proved that they knew what they were doing when it came to pleasure and they are also the sexiest men she had ever met.

She’d never really got to experiment or do anything crazy. She was always the good girl, the dutiful daughter and the protective sister.

That took the option away from her. The option to be a bit wild, or a bit naughty.

Now, she could let go of all that and allow them to do these things to her. She could allow them to take the control away, giving her something that she couldn’t have chosen herself.

“You’re going to get a spanking. Ten slaps to your luscious ass.” Adrian said, behind her.

Ten slaps. Not bad. Not a lot. Though with how strong and big these men are, it could hurt a lot!

Thane grabbed her hand, with one of his, while continuing to stroke her back. Comforting. Calming her fears.

If they had wanted to really hurt her. If they didn’t care about her comfort, they wouldn’t have bothered explaining. Thane wouldn’t be giving her this lifeline.

“I’ll count it out because you guy’s obviously aren’t going to.” Adrian chuckled.

Then it started.

The sound reached her before the pain. The sting was sharp, and she tensed. It wasn’t really painful, just surprising.

He didn’t use all his muscle, didn’t hit her as he had hit some of those Demons during the fight.

Maybe this wasn’t for pain. “One,” he said, rubbing his hand against the fleshy area he had slapped. And she could feel the heat of the smack radiate inward. It actually felt... kind of nice.

The pain made her feel, made her stop thinking.

It focused her mind on