Two Worlds Collide (An Erotic Spanking Book) by Rachel Burns Read Free Book Online Page A

your capturer gives you simple things that
he could just as well withhold and you get appreciative. Like water
and hair brushes. Here I was, sitting on his lap and not trying to
run away and after being beaten up from him all day. That couldn't be
normal or healthy.
    Some
of the women were talking amongst themselves. One was telling how she
had been beaten and tricked into having sex with her man. All the
women listened to her. They all nodded along having experienced
something very similar. They talked of being brainwashed and about
escape. I listened and took in everything. Then everyone started in
talking and making plans.
    “I
think we are on a ship. The walls are all concave. I have a steady
boat feeling. If we escape we have to reckon with water. That would
explain the moving water in the bathtubs,” I said.
    The
women all looked shocked about something. It took me a second to
realize that they were looking behind me. I turned and looked too. He
looked madder than when I had bitten his tongue.
    “Oh
no, not again.” My shoulders slumped.
    He
wasted no time turning me over his knee and starting in. Again I
tried to be as quiet as possible but he spanked even harder when I
was quiet. I cried until it could only be called bawling. I gave up.
This time it only took about two minutes to get to that point. I laid
over his knees totally defeated. He gave me a couple more spanks
after that but that generally seemed to be his quitting signal. I had
to keep that in mind for the next time, which would probably still be
today. Just thinking that sent a new wave of tears through me.
    He
turned me on his lap so I was looking at him. He still looked so mad.
First he pointed to the others and then to me. He laid a finger on
his lips and shook his head. He was trying to tell me that I wasn't
allowed to talk to the others.
    I was
so shocked by that. I hadn't expected it. All the others were allowed
to talk to each other but me. That hurt. Why was he being so cruel?
He pointed to me and then to his lips again while he shook his head.
He wanted to know if I had understood him. I took a loud gulp of air
and nodded. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed unto his chest.
    He
wrapped an arm around me, then he started talking to the man sitting
next to him as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. He sat
there happy and I sat with my crimson bottom facing out to the crowd
for all to see. I sobbed even more, feeling sorry for myself.
    The
food was being served behind me. I guessed the meal had had to wait
until after my spanking. He picked up a bowl of food and offered it
to me. I turned away from him. I wasn't hungry anymore and didn't
want to have anything to do with him anymore.
    He
gave me a sharp smack on my bottom that sent my hands to my backside.
My breasts pressed forward when I did that. That made him smile and
me cry again. He held the bowl up to my nose. I didn't smell it.
Instead I shook my head again. He exchanged the bowls for the next
one. I turned to the table and circled my hand over all the bowls and
shook my head no. I couldn't eat after being spanked like that. Even
if I had already stopped crying. I was already getting used to it. I
had only cried for a couple of minutes. That sadden me all the more.
I hung my head.
    He
lifted my head, pointed to me again and then back to the food. He
shook his head and pointed to himself. Then he raised his opened hand
up high, like he did when he spanked me.
    My
eyes widened in disbelief. “Damned if you do and damned if you
don't.” My hand flew to my mouth. I had spoken aloud. I cowered on
his lap waiting for the first blow. His hand had still been raised
when I was dumb enough to say something.
    Nothing
happened. I slowly opened my eyes and peeked at him. He was watching
me and his hand was on his other knee. He didn't look like he was
going to attack me. He moved me so I was sitting sideways over his
lap with my bottom on both of his knees. Once I was all settled he
picked