Matched for Keeps
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Marcus was beside himself. The heat wrapped around his finger in her tight cavern was mind numbing, and her belly rubbed his cock in a rhythm he would never be able to tolerate for more than a minute or two without unmanning himself. Pulling back from the brink of disaster at the last possible moment, he released her hips and slapped her ass, hard.
"You do not control this, little girl," he told her sharply, giving her another smack. "It is I who am in charge here and you will do as I say," he informed her, sinking his finger in as deeply as possible. "You are to be still, and let me have my way."
"Yes sir," Sue responded, sagging over his knees weakly as he plundered her bottom, twisting this way and that, plunging slowly in and out of her until he was able to slip a second finger inside her. At that point there was nothing she could do as she spasmed around him. Tears of embarrassment dripped down her face as she screamed out her release. Here she was over Marcus's knees with her freshly spanked ass filled with his fingers, coming like a tidal wave. He hadn't kissed her or stroked her clit and yet the power of her orgasm was shocking.
Marcus rubbed her back and tried to calm his own needs. This was fantastic as far as he was concerned. He thought she might be anal erotic, but this was more than he'd dreamed of.
"I'll be right back," he told her, sliding her limp body off his lap as soon as he was able to free his nearly numb fingers. Going to the bathroom, he washed his hands and returned to the bed gathering her into his arms.
"I have some items in my sea chest," he murmured against her damp hair. "Things I picked up in the orient. Tomorrow I will insert an anal plug into that sweet hole and each day after that. Soon you will be able to accept all of me there and not just my fingers."
"Marcus," she cried, pushing up on one elbow and staring into his eyes. "You are not a pirate."
"Apparently the sea voyage has confused you, my little stowaway. I am Captain Marcus McCarthy," he informed her, flipping her over onto her back as she gasped. "This is my vessel and you are mine to do with as I please," he continued gripping her hot bottom and lifting her up for his plundering mouth.
Sue sighed in pleasure and relaxed in his hands as he again pulled her toward orgasm with his lips and tongue. After several minutes, he lowered her back to the bed and entered her with one exquisite thrust, his hands still gripping her bottom. Wrapping her legs tightly around his waist, she hung on and nipped his neck.
"Aye, aye, Captain," she sighed as she shivered to completion in his arms.
Marcus's smile was devilish as he followed her.
Chapter Six
Kelsey got undressed in her room, something she did every night that now seemed silly after what she and Ty spent the afternoon doing. Standing in her closet, she surveyed her extensive rack of lingerie, finally settling on a midnight blue satin chemise with spaghetti straps. She had other prettier things, but this one in particular made her feel womanly. Slipping it over her head, she sat at her vanity and brushed her long blonde hair until it hung in shining waves. Studying her reflection, she swept up the mass and twirled it into a French twist, fastening it with a jeweled comb. Kelsey touched up her make-up, adding an extra layer of shadow that accentuated her frightened blue eyes. She put on pink glossy lipstick and touched her perfume stopper behind each ear and between her breasts. I know I'm going to be spanked like a child, she thought in defiance, but at least I'll look like a woman. She slipped her feet into a pair of blue high-heeled mules and walked to the door that divided her room from Ty's. Forcing herself to take several deep breaths, she turned the knob and walked in.
Ty was standing by the window, wearing only a silky pair of sleep pants that hung low on his hips. His heart skipped a beat as he watched her standing just inside the door, fidgeting. In his heart of hearts he wanted to forget the whole discipline thing and take her into his arms. She looked incredibly fragile and he could see the tiny pulse in her neck fluttering. He opened his arms to her and she ran into his embrace as he lifted her from the floor and held her. Her perfume clouded his senses and he was just about to carry her to the bed when he heard his grandfather's voice in his mind.
"Ty, you must begin as you mean to go on," he'd often told him, and Ty valued his words. If he let this go, not only would Kelsey see him as wishy-washy, she would assume she could get away with it again. Ty would never tolerate a deceitful wife, and Kelsey was going to be his wife if he had anything to say about it. No, it was best to get it over with and teach her a small lesson in obedience.
"Are you ready for your spanking, Sweet Pea?" he whispered in her ear.
Kelsey's whole body longed to scream, "no," but a quiet "yes" squeaked past her lips.
Feeling her shiver, Ty stepped to the bed and stood her on her feet.
"Lay across my lap, honey," he instructed her, taking her hand and guiding her down.
He positioned her for comfort, her torso behind him and his left arm wrapped securely around her waist. Lifting her gown, he gazed at her petite bottom and cautioned himself to go lightly on her. His hand ran over the silken globes and traveled down her slim legs, pushing off the silly slippers. They were sure to go flying anyway, and there was no sense in risking an injury.
"Do you know why you're getting spanked?" he asked her, rubbing her bottom firmly.
"Yes," she whispered.
"So there is no need to go into detail?"
"No, please Ty, just get it over with," she pleaded.
Ty smiled and shook his head; his little sweetheart had no idea what she'd just asked for. He had no intention of being harsh, but it wasn't going to be a cakewalk either. While not being nearly as experienced as Marcus, Ty had spanked a naughty bottom or two in his day and began giving her a warm-up. No sense adding bruises if it could be helped.
His large hand covered almost her entire bottom at once and it didn't take long before she was pleading for mercy. By the tenth smack, Kelsey was fighting to get away, despite how willingly she'd gone over his knee. Ty tightened his grip and scolded her.
"You need to settle down, honey; you're not going anywhere for a while. I know I'm going to wear out your pretty little butt so there's no sense wearing yourself out, too. Just be a good girl and let this be a lesson to you. Don't ever deceive me again, do you understand?"
"Yes, Ty, oh yes, please stop now."
"Not yet," he replied, giving her another five smacks. "And don't let me find out you're not locking the door when I'm not here."
"Okay, I won't, Ty. I won't, please," she sobbed.
Resting his hand on her bottom, Ty measured the heat. It was barely warm, yet she was acting like he was killing her.
"Kelsey, does it truly hurt that much or are you just embarrassed?" Ty asked her firmly.
"It hurts awful, Ty, much worse than when Dr. Mike spanked me."
Ty froze in shock. "When did Dr. Mike spank you, Kelsey?"
"When I went for my physical," she sobbed, her face buried in her hands. "He asked me what kind of contract I wanted and I told him I was going to try and be someone's little girl."
"Why would you say that, Kelsey, when you specifically told me you didn't want that?" Ty was confused.
When she didn't answer him immediately, he spanked her several more times, quite purposely until she howled.
"I didn't want that, but I was desperate and figured it was what I was going to get anyway, looking the way I do," she cried miserably. "He asked me if I knew what I was getting myself into and I said I didn't know anything about anything so what difference did it make?" she gasped out.
Ty sat her up and handed her some tissues to blow her nose. Kelsey slumped beside him on the bed in relief.
"So, how did Dr. Mike come to spank you?" Ty asked, trying to suppress his jealousy, after all, he hadn't even met Kelsey at that point.
Kelsey hung her head and refused to meet his eyes.
"Dr. Mike got all business-like, and then told me he was going to take my temperature, the old-fashioned way. He said I should get used to
it if I was looking for a daddy. Anyway, I fought him and he spanked me," she said indignantly.
"And did he take your temperature?" Ty asked, trying to hide his smile at the picture it presented in his head.
"Yes," she told him, raising her head, her face portraying just how she felt about it. "With a thermometer about this big," she said, holding her hands a good foot apart,
Ty grinned. He couldn't help it; she was adorable and ridiculous.
"How big?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"Well, maybe not that big, but bigger than it should have been. It was like the one my Grandma used to make candy."
"I see," said Ty thoughtfully. "Was that the end of it? Did you fight him anymore?"
"No I didn't, and that was the end. After, I realized he was trying to give me an idea what to expect before I got in over my head. He's a nice man, Ty."
"I know he is, Sweet Pea," Ty told her, pulling her back over his lap and pushing her gown back up, much to Kelsey's shock
"Ty, what are you doing?" she squeaked out.
"I'm going to finish your spanking now that I've gotten the whole story out of you."
"I thought you were finished," she cried, her blue eyes filling with tears all over again.
"Nope, Dr. Mike has the right idea. A girl needs to know what to expect and this is what you can expect to get from me if you ever do something like this again." he told her, feeling much better about the whole thing. Swiftly his hard hand connected with soft skin as he proceeded to turn her little pink bottom into a shiny red apple. He ignored her cries and tears, feeling consistency was the best policy. When he'd finished, he stood her up and pulled back the covers, tucking her into bed. After turning off the lights he joined her there pulling her into his arms and resting his hand on her hot bottom as she cried herself to sleep. There was definitely something to be said for this discipline thing, he thought. He was no longer angry with Kelsey and felt she'd paid the price for her behavior. Tomorrow it would be forgotten, but it might be a long, long time before he could get the image of taking Kelsey's temperature while she was over his knees out of his mind.
Rolling over, Kelsey stretched, feeling the tight skin of her bottom protest. Moaning, she flipped back to her tummy, and spotted the note on Ty's pillow. Reading it, she smiled.
Good morning, Love. You were sleeping so peacefully, I didn't have the heart to wake you. I hope you weren't too uncomfortable to get a good rest. I'll be a little late getting home tonight as I have a couple of stops to make. Keep the doors locked. If your bottom is still hurting, I will attend to it tonight. I have some lotion that will relieve the discomfort. Love, Ty
Relieve the discomfort, she thought with a grimace. You caused it and now you're worried about making it better? That's not exactly true, she admitted to herself with a sigh. The whole thing was her fault and she should have known better. He warned her about lying before she ever entered into this agreement. Well, she thought crawling out of bed, at least it was over and that was a very good thing. Maybe now they could get back to normal pursuits, with a few added activities, she thought, grinning.
Yesterday afternoon had been eye-opening. Finally, she knew firsthand what all the fuss was about, and she had to admit she was looking forward to experiencing more. It just didn't seem possible that Ty could do all those things to her body and make her like it. Previously, all she felt when she thought about sex was fear and loathing, but now she couldn't wait for tonight to get here. Life sure was strange sometimes, she acknowledged as she turned on the shower. The first thing she was going to do this morning, she decided, was call Sue. They had so much more in common now that Kelsey realized being intimate with Ty was incredible. Besides that, she survived her first real spanking and was bursting with pride for some reason. It hurt, really hurt, and she screamed her head off, but it was over and she survived. She'd earned it, and Ty had administered it, firmly and fairly. Spanking had always seemed a bit like abuse to her before and now she understood clearly that it wasn't. Ty was a good man, probably the best she'd ever known, and she trusted him. If he believed in his heart that a spanking was necessary, she wouldn't fight him on it, but would accept his decision.
Kelsey felt like a giant weight had been taken off her shoulders. No more walking on eggshells afraid to make a mistake or disappoint him. If that happened, he would deal with it, and she finally felt a sense of security for the first time in her life. She was free to be herself. It was incredibly empowering. I love him, she realized, hugging herself with soapy hands, and I think he loves me. I have a future and a home and a man who will not let me down, she sighed as tears of happiness dripped down her cheeks. "I have to talk to Sue," she said out loud, hurrying to finish her shower. "If I don't tell someone how I feel, I'll burst."
Sue picked Kelsey up in Marcus's red hybrid Prius and smiled when she bounced out of the house.
"I take it someone got out of her spanking last night," Sue stated, grinning as Kelsey got in and buckled up. It wasn't hard to see that she was positively glowing.
"No," Kelsey said, surprised, "no I didn't. Ty spanked me and it hurt like hell. Why would you think that?"
"Because you're so damn happy," Sue shot back, starting down the drive.
"I am happy," Kelsey agreed with a laugh. "I had my first orgasm, a great time at dinner with my best friend and my first spanking, all in one day," she continued with a grin.
"Well, he must have gone easy on you," Sue replied.
"He did not," Kelsey argued firmly, for some reason defending Ty's skills. "I screamed my fool head off and begged for mercy. Do you want to see my butt to prove it?" she asked.
"I don't think so," Sue laughed. "All I'm saying is that I've never seen you so happy and when Marcus spanks my ass I'm hardly singing his praises the next morning."
"That's because you're looking at it the wrong way," Kelsey smiled, feeling like she finally knew more about something than her friend.
"How so?" Sue asked, curious.
"Well, I feel like I deserved it, and it cleared the air between us in some way. Ty was firm as hell last night with me, but I fell asleep in his arms and he left me a sweet note this morning."
"I think it would take more than a note from Marcus to make me as pleased with him as you seem to be with Ty," Sue snickered.
"It wasn't the note," Kelsey replied thoughtfully. "Ty showed me who he was yesterday. I mean who he really is. I knew something about him, but I didn't really trust him, not inside," she continued, unconsciously placing her hand over her heart. "He's a man of his word. If he says he's going to make love to me and I'll like it, it's the truth. If he says he's going to spank me for something I've been warned about, it's the truth. He doesn't play games or twist things around to suit his mood. When he calls me Sweet Pea or my love, he means it. It's not just a silly endearment, he really means it, Sue. I have a home with him, a life," she smiled from ear to ear, "and I love him. I think maybe he really loves me, too."
Sue reached over, took Kelsey's hand and gave it a squeeze.
"I think you're right, Kels," she smiled. "I'm so happy for you. You lucked out on this one, hon."
"I did, didn't I?" Kelsey replied, doing a little happy dance in her seat until her bottom protested and she yelped.
Sue laughed as they headed into town. She was happy for her friend and maybe a tiny bit jealous, too. How nice it would be to see everything so clearly, your future dead ahead and no fear in front of you.
Chapter Seven
They had lunch at the diner, Sue munching her way through a cheeseburger and loaded fries. She was just finishing her milkshake when Ty walked in, holding the door open for an attractive dark-haired young woman.
"Who is that?" Sue asked quietly, motioning towards the entrance with a nod of her head.
"That's Shelly, the receptionist at the clinic," Kelsey replied, watching them walk up to the counter. It was obvious, even to Kelsey, that the girl was standing far closer to Ty than was necessary.
"I don't like this, Kels. I really don't," Sue said under her breath. "I can spot a player a mile away."
"Are you suggesting Ty is a player?" Kelsey gasped back.
"No, I'm just saying that girl is interested in a lot more than a job. You better be careful. She wouldn't be the first woman to set her sights on the guy who signs her paycheck." Giving a loud, fake cough, Sue managed to attract Ty's attention and he immediately made a beeline for Kelsey.
"How's my girl?" he asked, sliding into the booth next to Kelsey and giving her a kiss. "I didn't know you were coming into town today. Are you doing anything special or just came in for lunch?"
"Nothing special," Kelsey replied, smiling nervously. "What are you doing here?"
"I came to pick up lunch and Shelly asked if she could ride over with me," Ty replied smiling.
"Doesn't she have a car?" Sue asked smoothly, dodging Kelsey's kick under the table.
"I guess she does. I didn't really think about it", Ty replied, surprised at the question.
"Well, maybe you should, you know, think about it," Sue suggested, looking straight into his blue eyes.
Ty glanced from Kelsey to Sue and back again, slightly unclear what she meant. Out of the corner of his eye he watched Shelly approach the booth, a smile on her face that looked a touch forced.
"Shelly, you know my fiancée, Miss Reed. And this is Susan Shaughnessy."
"Susan, Kelsey," Shelly nodded, immediately reducing them to her level. "Still no ring on the finger I see," she observed, smiling sweetly at Kelsey. "I guess I'll have to give Ty, I mean Dr. McCarthy, a talking to about the proper behaviors of a fiancé. I mean, nothing is really set in stone until there's a ring and a date, is it, and sometimes not even then. Well, we better get back, Ty. Don't forget Mrs. Lockwood is bringing her Doberman in this afternoon and you know how he terrorizes everyone in the waiting room," she said, lightly touching Ty's shoulder.