Cruel Masters

by Stone, Piper

  Cruel Masters

  Piper Stone

  Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Chapter 16

  Afterword

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  Copyright © 2021 by Stormy Night Publications and Piper Stone

  All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

  Published by Stormy Night Publications and Design, LLC.

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  Stone, Piper

  Cruel Masters

  Cover Design by Korey Mae Johnson

  Images by Depositphotos/innervision and Depositphotos/altedart

  This book is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults.

  Chapter 1

  Kendra

  “You fucked with the wrong men, Caroline. Or should I call you Kendra?” Sebastian Randolph glared at me, his cerulean blue eyes darkening from his anger.

  His rage.

  While I wanted to issue a nasty retort, my tongue was suddenly tied, the vision of his powerful aura sending a wave of electricity down my spine. I was equally in awe of his dominating mannerisms as well as his command of everything around him. He took no shit.

  And I’d challenged him, egregiously lying to the man.

  There would be hell to pay, but I would never back down to the ruthless bastard.

  He slowly walked around his desk, his eyes never leaving me. “I’m not the kind of man who takes deception lightly. You crossed a line, one that cannot be passed without consequences.”

  “What the hell are you trying to tell me?”

  His laugh was smooth as velvet, the tone sending another wave of shivers skittering down my spine. “If I were a decent man, which I’m certain you’ve determined I am not, I would merely toss you out of here, banning you from the property. However,” he said, the sound more like a husky growl, “I’m also the kind of man who handles punishment myself.”

  I was thrown by his words and when he closed the distance, looming over me with his six-foot three-inch frame, I faltered, unable to find my voice.

  His smile was just as alluring as the man himself, all brawn and ripped with testosterone. When he brushed his fingers across my cheek, almost in a loving manner, I was lured into an impossible world of his sensuality. He lowered his head until our lips were only centimeters apart. “And I’m definitely not a decent man. Now, you will stay exactly where you are like a good little girl or your punishment is going to be much more severe.”

  I was paralyzed, my muscles twitching, caught in a fog until I realized that he’d walked away, leaving me cold and aching, my pussy quivering. The thought of being attracted to him was revolting, but he was the epitome of every girl’s fantasy.

  Very slowly he opened a drawer on his credenza, selecting something from the center. When he turned to face me, a smile curling on his lips, I was forced to hold my breath.

  With every step he took, getting closer and closer, I had difficulty remaining where I was.

  But I refused to walk away.

  In his hand was a whip of some kind, an implement with a wooden handle and a thin strap. He rubbed his fingers across the leather as he walked even closer, taking his time and allowing me to appreciate what he held.

  The combination of anxiety and the most bizarre excitement surged into every inch of my body. I realized I was swaying forward and backward, unable to catch my breath.

  “As you must know, as CEO and part owners of Extreme, my partners and I are ruthless, dangerous men who enjoy exterminating our enemies.”

  Exterminating? I swallowed hard as he continued his approach, trying to will my muscles to react so I could race out of his office.

  But I remained, just like the good girl he commanded me to be. I’d rushed into a battle that I couldn’t win.

  Now I was going to pay the price.

  Sebastian snapped the implement, the whooshing sound something I would never forget. When he grabbed my arm, dragging me toward his desk, I was unable to fight back. Another growl escaping his mouth, he raked his arm across the desk, eliminating any hindrances. Papers and files, his laptop, and a coffee cup went smashing to the floor, the crashing sound reverberating in my ears.

  He tossed me over the edge and when I pushed up against his desk, my anger finally overriding the shock, he pressed down on the small of my back, crowding against me as he leaned over. The weight of his body, the heat he emitted was extreme. And his scent was intoxicating, a combination of timber and exotic spices.

  “You’ve been a very bad girl, Kendra, and you’re going to take your punishment without fighting me or I assure you that you won’t like the additional consequences.” As he eased my long hair from my face, blowing across my skin, all I could do was shiver.

  After pulling away, he yanked my skirt, ripping the material in his effort to tug it over my hips.

  “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, still fighting him, kicking out and connecting with his legs.

  He smacked me hard, his palm firmly slapping against my bottom. “And you won’t be needing these.” The second he wrapped his finger around the thin elastic of my panties, snapping his wrist, I let out an intense moan, the sight of my thong being tossed to the floor horrifying. I was half naked in the middle of the man’s office. Anyone could walk in. Anyone could see me being disciplined.

  No. No. No!

  I refused to accept this bullshit. Jerking up, I managed to turn around to face him but almost instantly, he shoved me back down.

  “Let’s put it this way, Kendra. If you attempt to move again, I will have you arrested.”

  “For what?”

  He chuckled again, the sound so dark and laced with evil. “I assure you that I don’t need a reason to lock you away. The police will do exactly as I say.”

  I’d read all about his tactics, his joy when destroying people. There was no getting out of this. He had law enforcement wrapped around his little finger. Why had I become so determined to try to take him and his partners down singlehandedly? I’d lost my mind.

  “I can see you’re beginning to understand your predicament. Lie across the desk and grip the other side. If you move even an inch, we will start all over again. Either that or you can wait in my office until the police arrive.”

  A lump formed in my throat, but I did as I was told, resting my face on the cool wooden surface, digging my fingers into the edge of his massive, ornate desk. When I heard the whooshing sound along with the snap of his wrist, I clenched my eyes shut.

  The first crack was startling, the hard strike forcing me to suck in my breath.

  The second brought a wave of stinging sensations dancing down the backs of my legs.

  The third and fourth sent a sizzle of anguish i
nto every muscle.

  “No! Stop. Please stop. I’m sorry.” Why did I apologize to the animal? He certainly didn’t deserve any conciliatory behavior. He was a monster, a man who enjoyed every second of his power, demolishing companies, firing employees. He was capable of anything and I was determined to bring the entire company down, breaking them at the knees.

  “It’s too late to be sorry, Kendra. No one is allowed to deceive me. No one.”

  He delivered several brutal strikes, every lash coming down in rapid succession. The anguish tore through me, the heat bursting across my bottom. I wanted to fight him, but it was no use. I was completely at his mercy.

  “You anger me, Kendra. And it’s never good to enrage a man like me. I could snuff out your life within seconds.”

  Another series of moans slipped past my lips as the spanking continued, adding to the utter humiliation of being treated this way. I was sick to my stomach, sounds of the savagery echoing in my ears.

  And he refused to stop, spanking me long and hard, taking his time to smack my upper thighs. I could tell he was enjoying the hell out of this. Was this the way he handled his employees in order to keep them in line?

  When he touched my bottom, the tips of his fingers caressing as if he gave a damn, I bristled. “You’re going to fucking pay for this.”

  This time, his laugh was hearty. “And I will enjoy watching you try. Tell me, are you wet?”

  Was he fucking kidding me? There was no way something like this could arouse me.

  Yet as the wafting scent of my aching pussy floated to my nostrils, I became mortified.

  Sebastian slipped his fingers between my legs, thrusting them into my pussy. “Yes… Very wet.” He pumped several times, the sickening realization of what he was doing quickly turning into something else entirely.

  I was tossed into a moment of bliss, my muscles clamping around his fingers, drawing them in deeper. Panting, I bucked my hips, purring like some crazed woman. I couldn’t believe I was aroused by this… horror. As a warm blush swept up from my neck, crowding onto my cheeks, I couldn’t stop the strangled whimpers from rushing up from my throat, giving away just how turned on I was.

  “Yes. Very wet. But we’re not finished yet,” he stated in an authoritative manner. He leaned across his desk, pressing his finger on the phone, the one item he hadn’t tossed to the floor. “Ms. Parker. If you would be so kind as to come into my office for a few minutes. Oh, and bring as many employees as you can find.”

  “Of course, Mr. Randolph. I’ll be right there,” the voice echoed into the room.

  “What the hell are you doing?” I demanded, once again trying to get the fuck away from this… madman.

  He slammed me down, crowding his big body over mine. “Tsk. Tsk. I’m going to be forced to start all over again. Now, to answer your question. It’s good for my employees to see what happens when rules aren’t followed.”

  Another wave of embarrassment became an explosion. I sputtered, tears forming in my eyes. He was going to humiliate me in front of his freaking staff. A part of him wanted to beg him to change his mind, another part ready to find anything I could use to bash his brains out.

  Sebastian brushed the damn leather strap across my bottom, caressing me with the horrible implement. I was sick to my stomach, even more lightheaded than before.

  “If you continue to be disobedient, I will be forced to rip off the remainder of your clothes. I don’t think you want to be spanked entirely naked in front of my employees. Or do you?”

  “No. No!”

  “No? I suggest you learn respect. Let’s try that again.”

  “No. Sir.” My voice was dripping with contempt.

  The sounds of the door opening and hushed voices began to unravel my sanity. I closed my eyes for fear of seeing even one of them. I knew if I did, I would never be able to walk out of the asshole’s office.

  “We’re here, Mr. Randolph,” his secretary said quietly.

  “Excellent. Thank you. Crowd around, everyone. This is a very good opportunity for you to see what happens when behavior becomes unacceptable.” Sebastian took a deep breath, allowing me to see him twirling the damn implement in his long, well-manicured fingers. “Now, excuse me while I get more comfortable for phase two.”

  What the hell was phase two? I already ached, my bottom on fire. What was he going to do to me?

  He remained at the side of his desk, allowing me to see everything he was doing. Taking his time, he removed his jacket, folding and placing it on one of his plush leather chairs. Then he unbuttoned his sleeves, rolling first one then the other over his elbows. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. The shirt was form fitting, highlighting his muscular physique, his exquisitely long torso. He was one gorgeous man with his intense blue eyes and shaggy blond hair. He looked more like a model than an executive of a billion-dollar company.

  I finally forced myself to close my eyes again, but not before catching sight of four employees who’d moved to the couch, all making themselves comfortable and within perfect view of the ugly display.

  “Oh, you need to keep your eyes open, Kendra. I want you fully aware of your surroundings,” Sebastian commanded in the same velvety smooth tone as before.

  My nipples ached, hard as pebbles. I couldn’t believe I was turned on by the man in any regard. He was nothing but a criminal, a wart on society.

  Then why was he so damn good looking?

  But I did as I was told.

  Sebastian resumed his position, taking another deep breath before resuming the round of punishment. With every hard crack of the whip, the employees seemed enthused, even pleased at what they were seeing. They whispered amongst themselves, nodding several times.

  The pain was nothing in comparison to the embarrassment as he gave me smack after smack. I lost count, fully surrendering to the limited comfort of the desk. All I could concentrate on was my rapid breathing, the way my pulse skipped.

  And the brutal hammering of my heart.

  When he finally tossed the implement onto his desk, I was able to take a deep breath.

  “You were actually a good girl, Kendra. I must admit, I’m shocked but pleased.” Sebastian rubbed his fingers from one side of my bottom to the other. My God, the man was studying the marks he’d made on me. I knew my butt cheeks were bright red, matching the heat level exploding into me.

  “Can I get the hell out of here?” Asshole. Jerk. Creep. I’d be forced to ensnare him in some other way.

  “I’m afraid you must have misunderstood me, Kendra. Your spanking was just part one.”

  What? What was he trying to tell me?

  I realized soon enough when I heard the sound of his belt buckle then his zipper. What… What the hell did he think he was doing?

  Terrified as well as exhausted, I managed to press my palms against his desk, pushing myself up and glancing over my shoulder. Oh, my God. Blinking several times, all I could do was whimper as he released his cock.

  His huge, throbbing cock, the tip almost purple from his raging desire.

  “What in God’s name do you think you’re doing?” There was more demand in my tone of voice than had been in his. He was a nutcase if he thought I’d accept him fucking me.

  “Anything I want. And before you ask why, it’s perfectly simple. I own you. Every. Single. Inch.” Sebastian grinned, highlighting his dimples as he approached, yanking me back several inches, ripping my legs wide open.

  I was stunned, unable to react, the shock and continued humiliation paralyzing every muscle. When he rubbed his cock up and down my pussy, my entire world began to spin, my tight channel immediately spasming. No. No. This couldn’t be happening.

  But as he pressed his cockhead between my swollen and dripping folds, I fell into a surreal world.

  He thrust the entire length of his cock inside, my muscles screaming to accept his brutal actions. The larger than life man let off an intense bellow, his deep baritone sending another wave of vibrations into my arms and legs
.

  “So tight. Damn, you’re so wet. This is going to feel damn good.” Sebastian pulled out, slamming into me again.

  And again.

  The murmurs of the employees increased, allowing me to hear several words and phrases.

  “She deserves it.”

  “She lied to him.”

  “She’s a horrible person.”

  “Fuck her. Yeah, fuck her hard.”

  They were just as insane as he was, maybe even more so. I was locked in some nightmare, unable to break myself free of the thick veil hovering over me.

  Sebastian dug his fingers into my skin as he pounded into me, his husky growls turning into complete roars like the true savage he was. Everything became a horrible blur, my mind reeling from what I was being forced to endure.

  But the worst part was how my body reacted, my pussy clamping and releasing several times, my nipples aching to the point of sheer anguish. This had to be in my mind. I’d lost every sense of rationality, falling into a deep, dark pit.

  There was no stopping him, his actions becoming even more forceful, yet after another minute or two, or five as far as I knew, my body betrayed me all over again.

  A climax burst into me, the tidal wave of extreme pleasure unlike anything I’d ever known. There was no stopping the moans coming from the depths of my being as he fucked me like a wild creature, consuming every inch of me.

  One orgasm shifted into a giant wave, dragging me into ecstasy. As I gasped, the echo of applause coming from several of the employees was sickening, another pit forming in my stomach.