If I Disobey the Duke

be scolded.”

He rolled up her robe and pulled her underwear to her knees, then shifted her legs so that she was straddling his thighs.

She blushed furiously, jolting at the cold air touching her newly-exposed skin.
“Wait a minute, Vlad, this position is… Ngh!”

The duke squeezed the breasts that were peeking out of her robe, pinching her hardened nipples.
“I never said you had a choice.”

“Mhm, hngh… I… was wrong… Ngh!”

His fingers ran over her areolas, pinching and stroking in equal measure.

Pain and strange sensations alternated, but as a broad palm gripped an entire breast, it all eventually dissipated into a tingling sensation.

He continued speaking, “From now on, I’m going to scold you ten times.
Count each of them.
If you forget, you’ll start over, so you better focus.”

“Hngh… hm, what’s that— Ah!”

There was no way she could understand what he was saying, because his hand smacked her bottom as she was about to finish speaking.

Lily lifted her head at the warm, unfamiliar sensation.
“Ngh! What’s this, Vlad…!?”

“If you don’t focus, you’ll get slapped all night long, my wife.” He repeated the motion.
“Count properly.”

“Wait, wait a minute… Hngh! Ha! Ah… o-one…!”

It wasn’t so much the pain—he was obviously controlling his strength—as it was the mild tingling and burning sensation, compounded with the sound of skin hitting skin, that strangely made her core tighten.

Lily lowered her head and grabbed the sheets, tears welling up in shame.

Contrary to how she felt on the surface, she felt bitter and resentful as her hips shook at his touch.

“Haa..
Ah! Seven… Hm! Eight… haah…”

“…I don’t know if I’m punishing or rewarding you.” A hand dug between her legs, fingers slowly spreading her.
“It’s not even the end of the punishment but my legs are already drenched, Lily.”

The fingers tangled in her pubic hair tugged her closer to press against him.

Lily let out a short shriek and tried to move away as her lower abdomen made contact with his erection through his clothes.

He chased her touch.

She screwed her eyes shut beneath the black cloth.
Tears wet her eyelashes.
“Vlad… Please finish punishing me.
Please.”

“…”