Ava's POV
My knees sank into the couch cushions as I took the form Jake commanded of me, my ass high, my back arched and my red-striped cheeks burning from the strokes of his belt. The welts throbbed so much, a constant reminder of my punishment.
My soaked panties were tangled around my knees, and I could feel my p***y dripping openly, my arousal trailing down my inner thighs. Humiliation burned my face hotter than the pain.
Jake’s hand smoothed over my tender ass, making me flinch. “Look at this pretty marked-up ass, stepsister. All red and sore because you couldn’t keep your bratty mouth shut.”
“Jake… please,” I whispered, my voice shaky. Part of me still wanted to fight, but the ache between my legs was winning. “This is so f****d up. You’re my stepbrother.”
He chuckled darkly and
