A shaft of
moonlight broke through the parted curtains, illuminating the naked
couple laying on the bed. The woman lay with her head upon her lovers chest. His arm
was placed, protectively around her body, his hand, placed firmly
against the reddened flesh of his recent spanking of her. She looked
calm, peaceful, though her stained face made it so obvious she had
recently been crying. The smile on her lips whispered of her
contentment.
When my
husband first told me he was going to spank me I thought he was
suggesting we play some kinky, sexual game. Now, 3 years on, I know
different.
It all began
3 months into our marriage. We were arguing, daily, with the arguments
becoming more heated and almost violent, on my part. The trouble was we
were both just too dominant. I liked to get my own way and when he would
refuse to give in, I would lose my temper then the arguments would
begin. I remember I used to swear, horrifically back then. Nowadays I
wouldn’t dare to swear at him.
On this
particular day, a day which changed our lives completely, we had had a
very heated argument in the morning. I said a lot of things which I
later regretted. So to try to make amends I prepared a romantic meal for
his coming home that evening, and I had already decided that we needed
to make some changes in our life. Or rather, I needed to change my
attitude somewhat. I had my speech all planned out, and after dinner I
began with the apology and moved onto the bit about, ‘I know I need to
change, Richard’ when he hit me with ‘You had better change, Ellie or this marriage
is over!’
I remember I
sat there staring at him, dumbfounded.
“Are you
serious?”
“Your damn
right I am serious! I thought I was marrying a woman! Not a child!”
I lowered my
head, feeling guilty, as I knew my behavior had been rather childish of
late. The silence which followed was almost deafening. I looked up to
find him glaring at me.
This
is a Sample of an Ongoing Story Entitled:
His
Guiding Hand.
Now Available for download on kindle
Now Available for download on kindle
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