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Punishment	By : AidansQueen Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 35507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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Disclaimer: I don’t own anything; all of it belongs to those who created ‘The Vampire Diaries.’

Punishment: Part Two

Caroline wakes up and notices its pitch black wherever she is. Or maybe that would be because she’s wearing what feels like a silk blind fold. Caroline is irritated by this and tries to lift her hands to remove it only to discover that her wrists are bound together by a leather strap. What disgusts her most about her current situation is that she is fairly certain she is on a bed.
A very soft and comfortable bed.
She uses her vampire hearing to listen intently to her surroundings so as to discover her whereabouts but hears nothing but the sound of many cars in the distance, the sound of a big city going about its daily rituals outside. She is fairly certain as she stands up and feels the soft carpet beneath her feet that she is in a bedroom of sorts. When she tries to find her way to what she thinks is the window she is stopped by the sound of clanking metal and is shocked to discover that she is chained to the bed. This doesn’t bother her however, and gives the chain a sharp yank.
It doesn’t budge.
Caroline frowns at this and tries again, only to find that it has probably been enchanted to resist a vampire’s strength. When she tries to remove the leather strap binding her wrists she is greeted with the unpleasant burn of vervain on her fingertips. So the outside of the strap it coated in vervain but the inside isn’t, Caroline thought bitterly. She can’t take off the blindfold, she can’t take off the bindings…what can she do?
Caroline grumbles something incoherent and tries to use her arms to remove the blind fold, shifting them against her face so she could push the silk material up off of her eyes.
“Oh no sweetheart,” Klaus chuckles darkly as he steps up behind her and re-adjust the blind fold, “that wouldn’t be any fun.”
“No…” Caroline moans despairingly as he guides her back to the bed gently and pushes her down onto it.
“What are you doing?” Caroline says through gritted teeth, “why are you doing this?”
“I told you,” Klaus says casually, “I’ve got an agenda to keep.”
“Where am I?” Caroline demands irritably.
“Now if I told you that, I wouldn’t have to blind fold you now would I?” Klaus asks her while she listens to the sound of a closet door opening.
“Why am I chained to bed?” Caroline tries again, hoping to get more information out of him.
“I’d rather you not escape me just yet,” Klaus chuckles lightly and Caroline frowns at the sound of rustling noises and the smell of leather in the air. She cannot decide what he is doing as he closes the closet doors and walks around the side of the bed towards her.
“You realize when my friends find out what you’ve done, they’re going to come and look for me,” Caroline tells him pointedly.
“I imagine they will,” Klaus nods thoughtfully, “but you won’t be gone long enough for them to notice.”
“They’ll notice believe me,” Caroline said stubbornly and Klaus chuckles at her words.
“Oh I do sweetheart I do, I’m simply saying that they won’t suspect a thing because they’ll think you’re out of town for the weekend visiting family.” Klaus tells her and Caroline’s hope of escape suddenly seems dimmer and less likely.
“Are you going to kill me?” Caroline said softly and Klaus pauses in his actions to look at her, his expression thoughtful though Caroline could not see it.
“No,” he replies simply, “I’ve got a better idea for you. I saved you for a reason you know.” He reminds her quickly and Caroline feels that guilt she felt not too long ago rear its ugly head and burn in her mind.
“Kidnapping me isn’t going to solve anything,” Caroline said calmly as she tried to reason with him, “I’m sorry for what we did…I know you’re angry but this won’t solve anything.”
“Save you’re pleading for someone who cares sweetheart,” Klaus told her as she felt the bed shift under his weight.
“What are you doing?” Caroline asked nervously.
“Keeping to my agenda of course,” Klaus chuckled as if it were obvious.
Caroline jerked in surprise when his hands caught her hips and pulled her across the bed towards him, her eyes wide with shock. “Hey!” Caroline said indignantly, “keep your hands off of me!”
“Relax darling,” Klaus cooed as his warm hand slid down her back and across her backside earning a sharp gasp of protest from Caroline, “You’ve crossed me to many times as it is and I’m not sure my temper could handle anymore.”
“Please…” Caroline begged quietly, her mind racing as she considered what he might be doing, “please let me go…don’t do this…please…” she whispered, the quotes from Shakespeare repeating over and over in her head.
My love.
“Klaus,” Caroline says calmly, taking a deep breath to steady the frantic beating of her heart as panic consumes her senses, “Please…just…” Caroline trails off as one of his warm hands presses down on her upper back and forces her into the mattress, situating her backside to stick up enticingly in the air. Caroline squeals in outrage and he chuckles, his other hand parting her legs so that they are spread out far enough for him to run his hand over her backside, his fingers grazing in between her cheeks through the material of her pajama bottoms.
“Get your hands off of me!” Caroline snarls and bucks under the hand that holds her firmly into the mattress. His grip is too strong for her as he holds her in place and runs his other hand appreciatively over her backside once more, making her squeak in protest when he squeezes a cheek firmly and then releases only to repeat the action with the other cheek.
Klaus has lost his freaking mind.
Klaus was a thousand year old vampire; of course he’s completely unstable by now. A thousand years of fighting for his survival, of travelling and seeing the world everything becomes the same thing over and over again eventually. He’s finally cracked though, Caroline thinks as his hand slides further down and brushes against the heat of her lightly, making her inhale sharply.
How the hell was this part of his agenda anyways?
What would Klaus get out of fucking her into the mattress anyways? Other than seriously pissing Caroline off and probably enticing Tyler into a battle to the death because let’s face it, Klaus would crush Tyler. What was the end game of all of this? What would Klaus get out of this because he never does anything without a reason; Caroline had figured that out a long time ago. He was being unusually quiet right now too, which worried her even more. She was helpless to fight him off being chained to the bed and pinned to the mattress by his hand. She couldn’t see him, so she couldn’t expect an attack if one came.
She was completely helpless.
Caroline tried not to cry, not to let the tears burn in her eyes as she pressed her face down into the mattress to hide her sorrow and fear. His warm hand lifted away from her backside and she felt a moment of relief wash over her before she heard him pick something up from the bedside table. The smell of leather curled around her senses before the sharp stinging pain blossomed across her backside. Caroline yelped into the mattress, surprise and shock written across her face as the pain subsided only to be replaced by yet another sharp slap of leather against her backside.
He was spanking her.
He was actually freaking spanking her.
Caroline yelped again and bucked under his grip, trying to close her legs so he wouldn’t have such tender flesh expose to him. He easily maneuvered his thigh between her legs, the heat of his thigh brushing against her core delightfully. Caroline chose to ignore the pleasant sensation as he brought what she guessed might be a leather crop down across her backside again.
“I was patient with you,” he said quietly as he brought the crop down across her backside again sharply.
“I was kind to you,” he added as he ran his hand over her tender cheeks, his fingers sliding down in between them and sliding down the canal that led to her heat.
“I was more than gracious in my efforts as a suitor,” he said darkly with another sharp crack of his crop, Caroline yelping into the mattress. She was trying not to think about the fact that Klaus was pinning her down to a mattress and spanking her. She would not think about how it was strangely turning her on either.
“I never did you a wrong and yet you repeatedly and with much gusto I might add, tried to thwart all of my plans,” Klaus growled darkly and Caroline couldn’t help the shiver that ran down her spine hearing the roughness in his voice.
He set the riding crop down and pushed her tank top up so that the flesh of her lower back was revealed, his warm fingers sliding across her skin. Caroline couldn’t help the sharp yelp of surprise that burst from her lips when he took hold of her tank top and ripped it right down the middle until the two halves slid down her shoulders and crumbled up next to her where her arms were smashed down into the mattress beside her face. She felt him unhook her bra next and bit down on her lip so hard she drew blood, feeling her breasts fall free from the confines of her bra. Now her nipples scrapped enticingly against the soft sheets of the mattress beneath her. She felt him shift his weight for a moment before she felt one hand clasp her bound wrists and raise her up off of the mattress, holding her arms up above her head so that her breasts were thrust out before her. Then she felt his other hand tear off the rest of the tank top and bra, the sound of the material thumping down onto the carpet as he tossed them aside sounded like drumming in her ears. She was terrified, her heart hammering away in her chest and yet what he was doing to her was turning her on.
She couldn’t help the gasp of surprise when his fingers brushed against the underside of her breast and circled around to the top, creating a delicious feeling of friction as he caressed the skin of her breast without touching her nipple. He did the same to the other breast, chuckling deeply when she bit down a soft moan of delight. Then his hands fell away from her breasts and she suppressed the desire to protest against it, one of his hands pushing down between her shoulder blades as he pressed her down into the mattress once more. He caressed each of her buttocks, squeezing them firmly and making her wince in pain though the feel of it sent heat pooling in between her thighs. She was ashamed to realize she could smell her own arousal and was certain he could smell it too, as his fingers curled around the waist band of her pajama bottoms and pulled them down over her backside, pushing them down so that her pert porcelain backside was thrusted enticingly up in the air towards him, concealed by her sky blue underwear.
“I prefer you in red,” Klaus said darkly as he picks up the leather crop once more and cracks it across her backside with enough force to make Caroline whimper into the mattress. The feel of the leather against her skin is jarring in its effect, because she had the protection of her pajama bottoms before but now she had nothing but a thin pair of underwear standing between her bare backside and Klaus’s anger.
“Such a stubborn little vixen,” he grumbles as he cracks the whip down across her skin once more, this time at such an angle that it smacks against the sensitive lips of her core. Caroline cannot suppress the tears that weld in her eyes at the sudden pain, Klaus’s fingers rubbing against her lips soothing before repeating the action once more.
“You will do well to remember what I teach you tonight Caroline,” he murmurs as a finger slips between her folds through her underwear, the feel of the material rubbing against her clit deliciously. Caroline’s mouth hangs open at his boldness, knowing that this was going far beyond what Caroline thought he was going to do to her. Caroline pressed her hips back against his hand and he chuckled lightly before pulling his hand away. Instead Caroline was rewarded with another sharp crack of the whip and she couldn’t help but whimper in pain and pleasure.
“Say it,” he says sharply and this time uses his bare hand, bringing the heavy warm weight of it sharply across her left cheek. Caroline whimpers quietly into the mattress, both terrified and turned on by his actions. He tightens his jaw at her obstinacy and repeats the action but this time much harder, earning an cry of pain from her lips as she raises her head just enough to take a breath and shake her head earnestly, tears burning in her eyes. “Please…” she whispers softly, unable to decide whether she wants him to continue or stop so she keeps her silence.
“Stubborn,” he murmurs and hooks his finger into the waist band of her underwear before pulling them down over her backside as well. She feels the sharp tug and the sound of tearing material as he rips them away from her body. Now she is left with her pajama bottoms crumbled up at her bent knees and her bare ass sticking up in the air. Caroline could feel his gaze burning across her skin as he breathed in her arousal, his warm fingers sliding across the tender skin of her buttocks until the slid between her cheeks and rubbed against the tight ring of her anus. Caroline stiffened, certainly not wanting any of that. Klaus chuckled and his fingers slid onward, brushing along the folds of her core.
This was more than just punishment; Caroline realized as his fingers drew patterns across her skin, this is claiming territory. It was in the possessive way his hands were sliding over her body and making her quiver under his touch. She could hear the roughness of desire in his voice when he spoke to her, though it was laced with anger. Despite her fear and her concern for Klaus’s current state of mind, he was making her feel things that she hadn’t felt for him before.
Well at least feelings that she’d never admit to out loud.
Her body was taunt and sensitive when his fingers slid under her and graze her stomach before cupping her breasts. Her mouth went dry at the feel of it, sharply pinching her nipples so that she cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. She silently wondered what his mouth would feel like against her skin and before she can even decide how to vocalize such a thought his fingers are grazing her anus again and she tenses.
“Easy love,” he murmurs as he strokes the tight little patch of skin between her buttocks. She hears the sound of liquid as he rubs it between his hands and it surprised to feel his fingers smooth and wet against her skin. He slides it between her cheeks and across her anus, down to her core where his thumb slides between her folds and grazes her clit.
Caroline yelps.
The contact sends electricity dancing across her skin and heat pooling at her core. Her eyes widen when his index finger slides back up between her cheeks and draws patterns across her anus before gently pushing in. Caroline makes a noise of surprise and Klaus chuckles, only pushing just the tip of his index finger into her anus before pulling back out and repeating the process. Then slowly he presses deeper, Caroline inhaling sharply at the action until his finger is pushed in completely.
“I’ll own you in every way,” he murmurs quietly though Caroline thinks he may have not meant to say that out loud.
“Please…” Caroline repeats and wonders what exactly she’s asking for. She gasps when a second finger joins the first and he’s pumping his fingers gently in and out of her anus, the sensations being created were both painful and delicious. She never pegged herself for someone who’d do anything like this, but for some reason because Klaus was doing it to her she really didn’t mind. A gasp escaped her lips when he pulled his fingers out and replaced them with something soft and smooth, gently pushing it into her anus. It stretched her unbearably and she gritted her teeth against the pain, whimpering quietly until she felt the base of it press against her skin.
“That’s it love,” Klaus murmurs quietly, “nice and slow.”
Caroline takes a deep breath and tries to handle the sensations of pain and pleasure racing in her blood. Now that her body has adjusted to the invasion, she feels his fingers sliding across her clit again and she can’t help the moan of pleasure escaping from her lips especially when one finger presses into entrance, his sharp intake of breath as he pushes his finger into her wet core rough and full of desire. It was then Caroline begins to wonder why she hasn’t jumped off of the bed yet and run for the other side of the room. He wasn’t even holding her down anymore and she was just lying there on the bed and letting him do all of these things to her. Her eyes slid closed as she tries to ignore her bothersome thoughts, her hips pressing back against his hand.
“Now that’s not fair,” he chuckles lightly and pulls his finger free, Caroline crying out in protest, “if you move I’ll have to start all over again.”
“No…” Caroline murmurs into the bed as she listens to him shift his weight and pick up something else from the bedside table. Caroline yelps as he brings that something down hard across her backside, clearly another type of paddle. It was smooth and leather, teasing her clit with it each time before slapping her backside once more.
“If you move, I’ll have to punish you again,” he grits out and she can hear the anger laced in his voice, Caroline whimpering into the mattress with each blow he deals against her tender backside.
“I’m sorry…” Caroline gasps out, tears stinging in her eyes.
“You’ve been terribly difficult lately love, sorry isn’t going to cut it this time…” he growls as he cracks the paddle across her backside particularly hard this time.
“I’m sorry…” she whimpers, “Please…please I’m sorry…”
“Perhaps you’ll remember next time to whom you belong,” Klaus growls with one final blow across her backside that jars her roughly.
“Now stay still sweetheart or I’ll have to start over again,” Klaus tells hers as his fingers grip her hips and raise her backside up higher into the air, the position parting her cheeks and leaving her anus and core open to his gaze. He takes hold of the plug he’d pushed into her anus and pulls it out slowly before pushing it back in again, Caroline gritting her teeth at the sensation.
“Don’t move,” he cautions as Caroline starts to fidget uncomfortably in the position he’s kept her in for so long.
He pulls the plug out slowly and sets it aside and Caroline releases the tension in her body at the relief. His fingers find her core and he strokes her skillfully until she is writhing under his touch, her whimpers muffled by the mattress. “Oh please….please…” Caroline begs him and now she’s fairly certain what she’s begging him for.
“No,” he says gently as he removes his fingers as Caroline cries out in protest, “you did me a great disservice sweetheart; it’s only fair you make it up to me first. You’ll get what I give you, and you’ll only get it when I feel that you deserve it.”
Caroline growls into the mattress and feels anger burning just under her skin as he takes hold of her bound wrists and flips her over onto her back, pulling her by the chain that was connected to the leather strap on her wrists. Then when her head is hanging off of the side of the bed, her hair hanging down towards the floor she can hear the distinct sound of a zipper and the ruffling of his jeans as he shrugs them off of his hips and lets them drop to the floor. She hears him step forward and can feel the heat of his skin near her face as he speaks, “Open your mouth,” he says as the tip of his cock brushes across her chin. Caroline stiffens in shock, his weeping cock leaving a trail of liquid across her chin and down her cheek. Caroline doesn’t open her mouth at first so he satisfies himself by sliding his cock between her breasts and Caroline stiffens even more. The hot length of him was searing across her skin and she wasn’t sure how to react to it. Liquid was trailing down between her breasts now and his cock was sliding back up her throat and over her jawline, the soft plump tip of it pressing against her lips.
“Open your mouth darling before I feel the need to punish you again,” he warns and Caroline feels heat rushing to her core at the idea of him spanking her again. Her tongue darts out to lick away the wetness on the tip of his length, his sharp intake of breath as she does so bringing her a certain amount of satisfaction. He urges his cock into her mouth and she lets the tip slid in between her lips, sucking gently and enjoying the growls of appreciation he makes.
“All of it sweetheart, that’s it,” Klaus murmurs as he pushes deeper into her mouth, the angle to which he’s positioned her head making it so he can slid his cock down her throat. Caroline has never done anything like this even with Tyler, and at first she panics, his length sliding into her mouth until the soft skin of his testicles are brushing against her nose. He pulls back and then urges his hips forward, fucking her mouth as her rose colored lips suck and stroke his cock delightfully.
He couldn’t keep his eyes off the way his cock slid in between her sweet lips, her tongue sliding up and down the underside of it. Her soft pink lips were positively delectable in this position, and he admired the brave way she tried to relax her throat and take all of him into her mouth. He would have her in every way he could he had decided, as he slowly thrust his hips against her mouth and fucked it until he felt his testicles tightening as his jaw going slack in pleasure. He tipped his head back as the sensation built, her teeth scrapping playfully across his skin being what tips him over the edge. Caroline drinks in his seed without complaint as he groaning aloud and stilling his movements.
It takes all of his self-control to pull himself out of her mouth and put his pants back on. He stares at her on the bed, naked and tied up while gasping for breath. It’s a wonder she remembered to breathe through her nose during all of that, considering how relentless he had been. She actually didn’t need to breathe at all though she was to young a vampire to learn how to do that just yet.
“That’s enough for today I think,” Klaus tells her as he grabs the chain and ties it back around the bedpost. “I’ll be back later love, be good.” She hears him say before he leaves the room and Caroline lays there panting for breath while her body is still sensitive and aching.
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