by Lily Harlem
After a trip to the clothing cupboard he was behind her.
Did he get something?
Isla didn’t ken, she could only see the heavily draped window and the hills and trees beyond.
“Such a pretty ass,” he said, smoothing his palm over her buttocks. “Almost a shame to have to punish it, but it’s your own doing.”
Isla pressed her lips together as her pussy dampened. Being naked and bent over for him always got her aroused, even if a spanking was on the way.
“But punished it must be. Twenty strikes with the cane.”
The cane!
“Oh, please, no, not that.” The cane was mean and sharp and left sore lines for days.
“Aye, that. You brought poison into this house. I will not have such dangerous potions here.” He ran his fingers over her asshole and to her pussy. “And you would do well to remember that.”
She widened her legs, hoping he’d find her entrance and push in.
He didn’t.
“And it would have been forty strikes if you hadn’t told me so soon after my arrival home.”
“Aye, sir, I ken that.”
He lifted his touch and the hard line of the cane crossed gently over both her buttocks.
“You should brace yourself,” he said.
Isla held her breath and gripped the bench.
The first strike landed, searing over her ass. She jerked forward and her back arched.
Much as she wanted to cry out, Isla didn’t. She held the sound in her chest.
He delivered another stripe, a fraction below the first.
Again she jerked forward.
“Keep still.” He placed his free hand in the small of her back. “Keep still and really feel your punishment, Isla.”
“Aye… sir.” She closed her eyes and tried to concentrate on the heat of the flames on her skin mixing with the sting of the cane.
He continued to smack the cane against her buttocks. Each time it connected a new layer of heat built up. Her pussy was weeping, her back and shoulders ached with tension, and she was up on her toes.
Eventually he’d delivered twenty canings and he tossed the implement aside.
“You understand why that had to be done?” he asked, stroking her hair and bending so his face was beside hers.
“Aye.” She sniffed. “Aye, I do.”
“I have to keep you and our child safe, and you’ve always known that means me keeping control of your spells and rituals, and your potions. We agreed to that, did we not?”
“Aye, we did.”
“I understand what you can and can’t get away with.” He pressed his lips to hers. “Getting tied to a stake once was enough, eh?”
“It was, and I’m grateful to you, for you keeping me safe and under control.”
He smiled. “I can’t risk losing you, Isla. My heart beats for you.”
“And mine for you.”
He kissed her again, softly, gently, then stood and ran his hand down her back. “Relax now, the worst is over, now it is only pleasure.”
He stood behind her and she rested her cheek on the bench. She belonged to him, her mind, body, and soul. And right now she just wanted him to do as he pleased with her hungry, desperately turned-on body.
He was between her legs and she hoped he’d got his cock out again. She was sure he’d be hard. Punishing her always did that to her husband.
“You’re wet,” he said, slipping two or maybe three fingers into her pussy.
She groaned and closed her eyes.
“So wet for me.”
“Aye.”
He pumped his fingers in and out, the way he would his cock.
Isla pushed back and forward in time with him and rubbed her clit on the bench. Aye, that was what she needed. It would help her forget about the burn on her ass.
With his free hand he gripped her right buttock.
Heated sting shot over her flesh. “Oh.”
“You’re on fire,” he said, speeding up the pulsing of his fingers into her.
“McTavish, I’m…” She didn’t try to hide the fact she was stimulating herself on the bench. Pleasure was building fast.
“You wee minx,” he said. “I can see what you’re doing.” He pulled out of her and grabbed both of her buttocks, his fingers damp on her skin. “Stop.”
“Oh, but…” She gritted her teeth as the caned stripes on her ass were squeezed. He had a tight grip on her, she couldn’t move.
Damn, that hurts.
But the hurt combined with her growing orgasm and made her dizzy with want. She was glad she didn’t have to support herself.
“You can find pleasure when I tell you, not before.” He squeezed harder.
She gasped and flicked her head from left to right. “Sir.”
Suddenly he released her. The tip of his cock was at her entrance.
Then in one swift plunge he buried to the hilt.
Isla cried out, both at the discomfort of the sudden filling and the great relief of having him inside her.
He groaned and gripped her hips.
Instantly he set up a wild, animal-like pace. Pounding in and out of her so hard the bench shifted on the floor.
Isla could barely catch her breath. Her orgasm was growing again, her clit stimulated by the bench and his cock ramming against all her internal hot spots.
“Come,” he gasped. “Come now.”
“Oh, yes… I am…”
She clamped her pussy around his cock, held her breath and became lost in the final seconds to release. Suspended in bliss she froze, time stood still, and then allowed ecstasy to crash through her.
McTavish yelled an unholy praise to the Lord and released into her. He didn’t let up as he came, continuing to ride over and over.
Isla’s body barely felt like her own, she’d slept alone for so many nights, craving her husband, and now here he was. And he’d given her so much sensation, so much pleasure it was all she could do not to weep. With him she felt safe and satisfied, adored and loved.
“My wife,” he said, finally slowing.
“My love,” she added.
“Being with you is really being home, wherever we are.”
She smiled, her cheek bunching on the leather. She was panting to catch her breath.
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Aye. Well, apart from the caning.”
He tipped forward, still seated deep, and his chest hair tickled her shoulders. “So why did you get so wet?”
“Haps that’s just being naked, with you.”
He chuckled softly. “Haps it is.” He set a kiss on the side of her head. “It’s a full moon tonight.”
“Aye.” Isla opened her eyes and stared at the flames still dancing in the grate. “It is.”
“Would you like to go to the forest?”
“Tonight?”
“Aye.”
“You ken I would.”
He stroked her hair back from her damp brow. “Then I’ll take you and you can dance with the fairies and give your offerings to nature.”
“Really?”
“Aye, it has been too long and I ken how you like to do it.”
“Thank you.”
“And since you learned your lesson not to go on your own I believe you have stuck to that rule.”
“Aye, I have not gone out at midnight without you, I promise.”
“I ken. Which is why we’ll go tonight.” He shifted within her. His cock was hardening again. “And I’ll keep watch so you have no fear of being caught.”
“Mmm…” It was so good to have him deep in her pussy, and the thought of a night in the forest was exciting. “That’s good.”
“My cock, or the trip under the full moon?”
“Both, I’m so happy.”
“As am I.” He began to pump in and out of her again. “And in a few minutes you’re going to be gasping in pleasure again, my wee witchy wife.”
The End
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