“If you … fuck other women … I’m going to fuck other men.” She manages to speak through gasps.
I let go of her, and she steps back, rubbing the sensitive skin and sucking in a deep breath.
“Look at me, Laikyn,” I command.
Her watery eyes snap up to meet mine at the use of her first name, and I step into her. She doesn’t retreat, but she’s lost some of that confidence she had when she entered my office. “If I even think you’re going to fuck another man, I’ll kill him. In front of you. It’ll be slow and painful. You will see his bloody corpse in your dreams for years to come.” She swallows nervously. “And then I’ll make you wish I did the same to you,” I say honestly.
Her eyes narrow, and she lifts her chin. “But you’ll fuck whoever you want?” She slams her hands into my chest, but I don’t budge. “Why did you marry me if you’re going to fuck around? To throw it in my face?” She slams her hands in my chest once again. “Like you did my sister?” her voice rises. “Huh? Just divorce me,” she goes on. “You’ve proven your point.”
I stare at her while she tries to catch her breath. She’s panting, the anger evident all over her pretty face. “Just do us both a favor and divorce me!” she screams.
I grab her arm and yank her forward while spinning her to face my desk. I grab the back of her neck and shove her facedown, making her cry out at my force. “Remove your shorts,” I snap, stepping back and letting go of her.
Reaching behind her, she shimmies out of them while remaining bent over. Her soft cries now filling the room. As they fall to her Vans, I step forward and reach between her shaking legs, undoing the snaps that hold her leotard in place.
“I knew these would come in good use.” I yank the material up to rest on her lower back, giving me a full view of her round ass and fishnet tights. “Hands behind your back and don’t move.”
Sniffing, she does as she’s told while I walk over to my desk. I open up the top drawer and grab what I need before going back to stand behind her. I wrap the zip tie around her wrists, pulling it tight, pinching her skin and making her whimper.
I reach out, grabbing a hold of her fishnets and ripping them over her ass, but allow her to leave her thong on. Then I undo my belt and yank it free of the belt loops on my dress slacks. I double it over and bring it down across her ass, getting to the point.
She screams, her body jerking. Standing to the side of her, I place my hand on her back, shoving her down when she tries to stand. “Count,” I order.
“One,” she cries out.
I let go of her back and do it again a little lower, hitting the top of her thighs this time, right across her fishnets, and they rip a little more.
Her body shakes. “T-wo.”
Whack.
“Th-three.” She’s sobbing, and she’s got several marks from my belt.
Whack.
“Four.”
Whack.
“F-” She hiccups. “Five.”
I drop it, grip her hair, and yank her to her feet. Turning her around, I grab a hold of her hips and pick her up, slamming her red and freshly spanked ass down on the desk.
She cries out, and I grip her chin, stepping between her open legs and forcing her to look up at me. Her makeup smears across her face from her tears. I didn’t plan on hurting her, but she needs to understand I won’t tolerate her attitude. I could have given her ten more, but even I know my limits. She got the point.
“If a Lord divorces his wife, he gets to choose who she is regifted to. Did you know that?”
Her bloodshot eyes widen, and she shakes her head the best she can with my hand gripping her chin. She can’t push me away because her wrists are tied behind her back.
“I can’t hear you,” I growl.
“N-o. I didn’t … know that.” She sniffs, her chest rising and falling quickly with each intake of breath.
“Is that what you want, Lake? Want me to divorce you and hand you over to another Lord of my choosing?”
“No.” She licks her wet lips. “Please. Don’t.”
Although she hates me, she understands that there are way worse Lords out there. Ladies have come up missing, others dead. When a Lord is forced to marry a woman due to their name, rank, or convenience, they tend to get bored. And it’s easier for them just to eliminate them completely.
