“Please,” I whisper, squeezing my eyes shut, though what I am begging for, I’m not sure.
And then without a word, Luca brings his hand down onto my backside. Hard. A loud scream rips its way right through me but that doesn’t get Luca to stop. In fact, it seems to spur him on more. He spanks me over and over and over again, not stopping once to let me breathe. To let me think.
It’s hard and painful and stings and I can’t stop kicking and flailing around. Until Luca presses his other hand on my low back, keeping me in place. I’m not going anywhere.
Soon, I find myself sinking against the table, all my energy leaving my body as Luca continues to spank me. I have to give in to get out of this. It’s the only way.
If I want to be happy in life, I have to learn to change.
So, I relax against the table and let Luca have his way with me. He spanks me harder and harder until it’s unbearable. I can’t hold back my screams.
That’s when Luca finally stops.
His heavy breaths are loud in my ears. This was hard work for him too.
Without a word, he slips my underwear back into place and pushes my nightgown back around my lower body. He helps me stand up and grabs my chin again.
“How do you feel?” he asks.
Like I hate my husband. And yet… I also feel like I’ve been forgiven for how I used to act with Susanna. How mean we treated Katya when we first met her. How bratty I could be.
I feel like it’s been lifted off my shoulders. Luca is absolving me of all my sins.
So, I answer the only way I can. “I feel good.”
A slow smile crosses his face. “I knew you would. I didn’t spank you to hurt you. I spanked you to teach you a lesson. Don’t let your sister get under your skin like she did today. Be the wife I can be proud of. In fact, I’ll be having a few guests over in a couple of days. Alek is one of them. I’m sure he wants to check in and make sure I’m not hurting you. My guess is, Susanna will want to join the party. You can prove yourself then when you see her again. Show me that I made the right choice in choosing you.”
“I never asked you to choose me.”
He drops his hand from my chin and I can feel an instant coldness between us, which is in stark contrast to the heat from his hand on my backside. “I know. But I chose you anyway. And you chose me when you said ‘I do’ at our wedding. You are my wife now, Nina. I expect things from you and I truly believe for your own benefit that you’ll feel better about all of this. In time.”
“How long will that take?”
“As long as it takes.”
I shiver. Luca is in complete control of me and I feel like I’m losing any agency I might have had in life. And yet, at the same time, I also feel more relaxed than ever before. He took away some of the pain I have when he spanked me. The emotional pain of my sister.
Now, I just have to find a way to make my husband proud because for some reason, I want to make him proud.
Chapter Seven
Nina
My backside hurts when I sit down on the toilet. I finish my business as fast as I can and then slip out of my clothes and into a silky nightgown. It’s another one Luca chose for me. I’m not comfortable changing in front of him yet, even though he’s already spanked me like a naughty child. In fact, it’s for that reason I can’t change in front of him. It’s hard to look him in the eye after what he did to me.
Tomorrow, Luca’s guests, including Alek and my mom and Susanna, will be coming over for a small get-together. I’m going to have to be on my best behavior for Luca and I just hope that Susanna doesn’t get under my skin again.
For now though, it’s not Susanna I have to think about. It’s my husband.
I leave the ensuite bathroom to find him taking his shirt off in our master bedroom. Before I can stop myself, I let out a small squeak.
He takes his shirt off and folds it neatly before setting it into the hamper. “You don’t have to be afraid of me, Nina. I’m just changing for the night.”
“I’m still not used to…” I wave my hand towards his body. His very nice body. Seeing him shirtless only reminds me of his hand on my ass. How hard it was. How much it had hurt. And also, how strong he was.
Judging from his muscular chest, he is pure strength. It’s overwhelming. My face lights on fire before I can help myself.
“We’re married now. Might as well get used to it.”
