by Piper Stone
As she stood staring at the wall, one she’d gotten to know damn well over the last few months, she cringed. They’d never really talked about the fact she’d been somewhat intimate with another man. He’d also never punished her for the betrayal. And yes, he’d come pretty damn close to falling into the arms of another woman, but what she’d done had been… Shannon couldn’t even think about the fact she came ‘this’ close to seducing a man half her age. What had she been thinking?
Respect. Somehow, they’d lost respect for each other as of late. Maybe going away together was a last-ditch effort, but certainly one they owed each other. As she controlled her breathing, she knew tonight was needed for both of them. Each one of them was hurt, both felt betrayed as well. They were both to blame, but she’d taken a vow to David. Yep. She’d just about lost her mind arguing with him the way she had. Time to pay the price for her insolence. This was right. Yes. This was a must.
A few minutes passed by and she craned her neck to hear any noise. There was no way of telling what he was doing, but she suspected making her wait on purpose. Shannon couldn’t blame him. The anticipation was worse than the actual punishment. Sort of. Groaning, she resisted turning around. Count to ten. Count to one hundred. One, two, three, four…
After a few minutes of standing in the same position, she became antsy, wishing he’d finally manage to walk into the room. Come on. Let’s do this. My God, she found herself thinking he needed to get this over with so she could make dinner. Perhaps this was the problem. She’d placed being spanked in the same realm as making food, doing laundry and taking out the trash. An audible groan escaped her lips and she bit down hard on her tongue, strangling the sound.
He didn’t need to hear her kvetching, nor was she supposed to be opening her mouth. At this point, Shannon needed to figure out why she continued to push his buttons. The concept was deep seated. She resigned herself to breathing and relaxing, feeling abhorrent with her behavior. Yes, time to repent.
Another full ten minutes passed, and she was just about at the end of her patience. Shannon had never been good at taking anything in stride and right now, she was not in the mood to pretend to focus. She just couldn’t. No, she was not going to take this. The very second, she started to turn around, she heard him enter the room. David.
“Shannon.”
She swallowed several times and kept her eyes pinned to the wall. “Sir.” The rustling behind her gave her a series of shivers. He was removing his belt. The sound was David pulling the leather through his belt loops. Every part of her was quaking, not from the fact her husband was angry with her. His methods were always controlled, always within reason. She was terrified and pissed at herself. Right now, she was ready to beg for punishment, to release the inner demons.
“Come here,” David commanded, yet he kept the tone of his voice soft.
“Yes, sir.” Shannon turned to face him and the tic in the corner of her mouth was much more pronounced than normal. Every time she was about ready to receive a spanking of any type, the nervous action appeared. That was a clear indication to her she’d been in the wrong.
David nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes never leaving her. He placed the belt on the bed and nodded toward the floor. “We need to talk about this.”
As she moved closer, she noticed what appeared to be a new implement, one made of leather as well. For a full three seconds, she stopped short, taken off guard by the ominous looking piece. The handle couldn’t have been more than four inches, the length of the whip itself maybe eight or ten, but the width was unnerving. Maybe an inch, maybe, she could almost feel the effects of the strap on her backside and thighs. Shannon blinked several times, trying to focus. “Talk?”
“Of course. Come here. This is important for both of us.”
When she finally managed to get her feet to work, she closed the distance and could tell he wanted her on her knees in front of him. For some reason, she felt more naked than normal tonight, as if this conversation was going to unmask her very soul. She eased onto her knees and gazed up into his eyes. Even during fits of anger, the look on David’s face was always one of love. “I’m sorry, sir. I honestly didn’t mean to say what I did this morning. I was wrong, terribly wrong. I just don’t know what got into me and…”
David placed a single finger across her mouth. “You need to listen to me.” He cocked his head until she nodded. “I want you to hear me very clearly tonight. Yes?”
She issued a single nod, tears swimming in her eyes. These tears had nothing to do with any amount of pain. They were simply based in shame.
“Good.” David removed his finger and cupped her chin. “I love you. You do know that. Right?”
“I…” Did she? Tears threatened to slip past her eyelashes.
“Shannon, if you don’t know how much I love you, then we aren’t going to be able to get through any of this. We’ve both made mistakes.”
“I know that.”
“And I’m sorry,” David said quietly. “I never meant to hurt you.”
“And I never meant to hurt you,” Shannon whispered, hearing the rawness of her voice. There wasn’t another man alive who had anything better, not another she could trust. David was sexy and honest, giving and loving and… “I’m so sorry. I’m just lost right now.”
“I know you are, and I think going away is going to help us.”
She heard the confidence in his voice and she wanted nothing more than to have the camp work. “The Endless Journey. The name alone is almost…”
“Terrifying?” David asked as he brushed his thumb across her mouth.
The touch was electrifying. “Yes. I just don’t know what to think. I mean, I know I thought of the idea and going. I just hope this matters.”
“We’ll talk about the aspects, as well as what we might be able to expect, later. Right now, I need to know two things.”
His imploring eyes made her tingle. “Yes, sir?”
“Do you love me, and do you know I love you?”
The questions settled into the back of her mind, ones she’d been wrangling with for several weeks. Seeing the shimmer in his eyes, the way he was looking at her, reminded her of their first meeting. And the first time they’d made love. “Yes. I do.”
Relief flooded his eyes. “Good. Yes, good. Then we have a basis to try and fix whatever is broken, both of us. Do you agree?”
“Yes, I just…” Shannon looked away.
“It’ll take time and learning to trust even more. Maybe the camp will help, but first things first. You surprised me with your words and your behavior. You do understand that I refuse to tolerate such insolence, such clear disobedience. Correct?”
“Yes, sir. I know and I honestly didn’t mean to shout at you. I didn’t.” Her words seemed muddled along with her thoughts. “I deserve punishment.”
“Yes, you do. What you said and the way you spoke to me isn’t acceptable at all. Period. I’m not going to tolerate any variance on this, ever again. I’m in charge of this household, we both agreed. You also agreed to follow certain rules. You do remember those, don’t you?”
Of course, she did. “Very much so, sir. Fondly.” She could feel the heat of embarrassment cross her face.
“I’m glad to hear you say that.” David raised a single eyebrow and reached over, lifting the leather strap. “I purchased a new implement I think is going to become very useful.”
“Yes… sir.” The words barely offered, she studied the whip up close and personal. There was no doubt the piece was going to hurt like hell. “Where did you find this?”
“I was looking online. The piece seemed perfect.”
Up until now, they’d selected all the methods of discipline together. By him doing this meant he was taking full control over her body and soul, as well as her punishment. And for the first time, she truly felt giddy about the fact. Stunned at the realization, she lowered her head in reverence.
“Tonight, I’m not going easy on you. Yo
u’ve been stressed at work, unfocused,” David caressed her shoulder.
“Yes, very much so.”
“Pushing off clients.”
“Yes,” Shannon groaned.
David sniffed. “And avoiding talking to me about your fears regarding Mark.”
Hearing the man’s name made her want to vomit. “Yes. It’s just so complicated. The past with him was… horrific.”
“I can appreciate that, but we’re going to have to talk about him. Not tonight, but soon. Do you understand? It’s been well over ten years and the thought of him still bothers you. That concerns me.”
David’s voice was comforting. “I know and yes. Soon.” The truth was, she didn’t want to talk about him now or ever. What was in the past had to stay in the past. Sadly, she knew the Press wouldn’t leave her alone for long.
“Then there’s what happened with us.”
The words hung in the air. “I know. I do want to talk about us. I need to talk, in truth.”
“And we will, but tonight, I need you to respect the fact you need a hard spanking. You need to feel my love in the whipping with every strike. I think you long for the closeness, the moments we share this way.”
“I do.” The two words were the utter truth. She loved how close they got when he spanked her and the warmth afterwards. “God, I do.” A few seconds ticked by.
“Excellent. Let’s go ahead and get this over with. I know you need the release as well.” David stated, a single smile crossing his lips.
At that moment, she needed nothing less. While his words seemed so formal, almost practiced, she knew he was trying to get her more comfortable. The thought made her smile. “Oh yes.”
He eased her over his knees and placed his hand on the back of her neck, caressing and kneading her flesh. “I love you more than I can ever tell you. You’re such an incredible woman. You’re the only woman I’ve ever loved this much and because of this fact alone, I want us to succeed, our marriage to be as close to perfect as it can be.”
“Yes. Yes, sir.” Her heart thumped hard as she placed her hands on the floor. This was nothing more than a second round of heated anticipation, anxiety. No, she hated the intense pain, but the cathartic quality allowed her to release anger and frustration.
David rubbed up and down her spine as he touched the strap to her ass, swirling the tip in circle after circle. “We’re going to be all right.”
God, she hoped so. As he continued to rub her back, the nerves seem to wash away, replaced by a need to repent. The first hard crack across her ass made her realize the repenting was going to be very, very harsh. “Oh!”
“We’ll start with thirty strikes.”
Thirty? Shit. Shannon was squirming already, and a single lick had been issued. The damn leather was painful.
Crack! Slap! Slap!
“Ooh!” Oh my God, her ass was on fire. Her body jumped involuntarily as the hard slaps gave her heart jolts of current, sensations unlike anything she’d experienced before. No implement had created this much torment so quickly.
“You’re going to learn to obey me and the rules need to be stricter in order for you to truly feel the nurturing,” David said as he rubbed her back.
Whack! Crack!
“Aah!” Shannon flinched, her body convulsing. She panted and clawed the floor. She could tell he was allowing her time to breathe, to get used to the pain. There wasn’t a part of her body that wasn’t shaking.
“You’re doing very well.”
“How many more?” Was her voice this bedraggled?
“About twenty. Then you can rest.”
Twenty? No fucking way. None. God! She was going to lose her mind.
Pop! Crack! Crack!
With every crack, she whimpered, but the method in which he inflicted her punishment was so controlled, so full of care, that she fell into a moment of submission very much unlike anything she’d ever felt before. “Oh… oh oh oh…”
“We’re going to take a break soon.”
A break? Really? Oh my God, her ass was on fire. She clenched her eyes shut, her pussy convulsing as he continued to whip her. Shannon couldn’t hold back the tears. Salty beads trickled down her face, dripping onto the floor. Breathless, she couldn’t hold back the cries of pain. What she hoped he knew was that they had little to do with the strikes being issues across her naked ass. She was merely a woman whose soul was fractured.
The moment he soothed her ass, telling her this round was over, she fell into what some might call subspace. She tingled from the adrenaline flowing through her, a moment where the current was the fire fueling her blood. Shannon blinked and tried to swallow as she moaned.
“You did so well, so very well. I love you, my wife.” David gathered her into his arms, cradling her against his chest.
As she clung to him, savoring the warmth as well as the comfort, she could hear his ragged heartbeat and knew he was still at odds with himself. Then again, they both were. Sobbing, she nuzzled against him. “Thank… you…” Shannon barely managed.
David rocked her in his arms, pressing kisses on top of her forehead. “We’re going to get through this. We’re going to be all right. This trip, this camp, will be good for us. You just have to believe in us for a little while longer.” He held her tightly, seconds ticking into minutes.
It wasn’t just about the near desperation in his voice as the way he said the words. Shannon pushed back gently and nodded. “You’re right. And I am… I want to try anything. As long as we’re together.”
“We’re going to be together.” David exhaled and patted her ass cheeks gently before moving her off his lap. “Move onto all fours for me.”
The words didn’t startle her. She’d anticipated the belt. Wiping her mouth and nose, she crawled onto the comforter and obeyed his command. Spreading her legs wide open, she reached for a pillow.
David pressed his hand down over hers and lowered his head, licking across the back of her neck. “First, I fuck you. Then I finish the discipline.”
David often slipped his cock inside, taking her in a controlled fashion. Hearing the tone of his words, the way he kissed her heated skin, she knew he needed more. More control. Perhaps more ownership. She spread her legs as wide as she could and arched her back. The offering was clear and as he pressed his hand on the small of her back, she’d never felt so loved in her life.
As he rubbed her back and both reddened cheeks, kneading her bruised flesh, he brushed the tips of his fingers up and down the crack. “I want nothing more than to protect you.”
“Yes, I know that.” When his fingers stimulated her rosy hole, she shuddered.
“But I also need to own you.”
As he removed his fingers, she knew he’d slipped them inside his mouth. She smiled and sucked in her breath, biting down on her lip as the thought about him fucking her was so hot. This was merely his way of owning her. Pressing her face into the comforter, she closed her eyes and sniffed, tears continuing to slip from her eyes.
David stroked her back as he wiggled his fingers between her ass cheeks, sliding two fingers just inside. “So tight.”
The intrusion was met with a clamping of her muscles, a slice of pain.
He gripped her hip with one hand as he flexed his fingers open, pushing both deeper inside. “I love fucking you in the ass.”
The words gave her a chill and she moaned as he began to thrust, going deeper with each plunge. Adding a third finger, his drives became harder. Faster. Pain pushed jabs of current through her body until bliss took over and she met every thrust with one of her own. “Oh… oh oh…” Wiggling, she grunted and moaned, every part of her tingling.
Sighing, David bent down and bit her shoulder. “Lessons will be learned.” Plunging the tip of his cock into her asshole, he growled. “This won’t be gentle.”
“And I deserve nothing less.” The moment he shoved the entire length of his dick inside, she allowed a long breath to escape.
He slapped her ass and rea
red back, grunting as he ground his hips.
There was no way to describe the intense sensations as he kept his cock buried deep inside. He was throbbing and the way her muscles were quivering somehow countered the intense pain. Almost instantly, the anguish subsided, moving into sheer ecstasy. There was nothing she enjoyed more than anal sex. “Yes. David, yes.”
“Mmm… You feel damn good.” Pulling his dick partially out, he remained still for a full minute before shoving his cock deep inside, his balls hitting the base of her ass cheeks. Repeating the move, he eased his shaft out until just the tip was inside, then impaled her puckered hole again. “Yes.”
Crack!
The single strike on her already bruised ass helped her relax, the moment of incredible pleasure lighting up her senses. When he began pumping inside of her, she succumbed to the intensity of his actions, as well as hungered for him to take more control. Shannon needed him to be in control, dominating her every action. She longed for him to be more than just the man who made the rules and in the moments of incredible understanding, she felt at peace.
David continued the hard fucking, his grunts combining with her moans as he slapped her reddened ass cheeks after every third thrust.
The power of his legs shoved her forward with each thrust, pushing her face into the soft comforter. He hadn’t been this powerful, this completely dominating, in so long. Giving him absolute control of her body as well as her needs and longing for punishment came easy. Her husband, her lover, knew her well.
Harder and faster, he plunged until he was grunting continuously. “Mmm… You’ll learn,” he whispered, his voice ragged.
God, she hoped so. She wanted nothing more than to be a good wife, obeying his commands. She wanted him to love her for the woman she was. She wanted him to never want another. The very thought about the woman, the one who had drawn him into her web, was enough to spring another round of tears to her eyes. Why was she so emotional? Why couldn’t she get control of her feelings? She could tell his balls were swelling, cum filling his shaft. Squeezing her ass muscles, she heard his soft growls and smiled.