''Have you learnt your lesson?''

A deep voice rumbles against your ear, showing just how agitated the person above you truly was. With your hands pressing against the desk and sensitive skin of your abdomen pushing up against the wood - you can all but nod. 

''Yes...''

Lean fingers find a handful of your hair, gripping onto your locks and forcing your head up so that your neck arches in a perfect slope. ''Yes, who?'' The voice drips with a newfound sternness and prompts you to stutter not only from the growl but as well as the touch against the bruised skin of your rear. 

''Y-Yes Sir!''

Who would have thought that you could have angered your soon-to-be husband to the point where he would have initiated corporal punishment? Your red-marked flesh was enough of an eye-opener. 

A shiver runs down your spine as his free hand runs down to your inner thigh, slowly pushing it away from its twin. ''I don't believe you...'' Karlheinz's words are flushed right against the shell of your ear, resonating through your eardrum. 

''But... But Si - A-Ahn!''  Tears flood into your eyes from the familiar feeling of his length driving up into your velvety walls. ''Sir please!'' Desperation drips from your voice, clearly showing him just how needy you were for the one thing you had been deprived of.

Pleasure.

His place is slow at first, hips rolling against yours in gradual motions. Karlheinz wanted to drive you up the wall, he wanted you to plead and beg for him. He needed it. So one can only imagine how pleased he was to hear the faintest of whimpers. The hand in your locks tightens. ''What was that?''

The air is forced out of your lungs upon the feeling of his length driving deeper into your walls. ''Please!'' You repeat your former whisper, now ensuring he could hear it loud and clear. ''Please, what?'' Squelching sounds become more evident as he ups his pace, prompting your eyebrows to furrow upwards. It leaves you unable to respond - much to his irritation. 

''Please what!?'' 

A cry is ripped from your throat at the sudden overwhelming feeling of his manhood hitting against that one spot, that one bundle of nerves that practically makes you see stars. ''Karlheinz!'' Your voice breaks in response. ''I asked you a question...'' His tone lowers before his fingers flush up against your tender little pearl - abusing it in a feverish manner. 

''Please what? Fuck you harder? Rail you until all you can say is my name?'' 

Unable to give him an answer, you respond with a call of his name. Your eyes grow glossy, tears threatening to spill if you are pushed any further. ''Answer. Me.''  His demand is emphasized but him slowly drawing his length out before slamming it back in. 

''K-Karlheinz...!'' Your eyes roll back and at long last - the tears fall down your cheeks. ''Please... P-Please make... Ngh!'' You are cut off by a moan. ''P-Please... make me cum...'' Is all you can whimper out. Yet, it's enough for him to force your head against the table and slip his hands to your hips instead, bring you back into each and every one of his harsh thrusts. 

''Little slut...'' He cooes, leaning over you so that his lips brush against your ear. ''You wish to cum all over my cock? Well, if that's what you so desperately desire... I'm sure you wouldn't mind me fucking you until all you know is my name, right? So be a good little girl and take it...''