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“I was needlessly overwrought. I reacted badly,” she explained. “And despite the fact that I still think you’re culpable as well, it is the sign of a lady that she can put behind her any unnecessary ire.” She attempted a smile while speaking the words she knew her mother would approve of. “Please, sir, if you’ll forgive me, I would be grateful.”

After she finished her apology, Daniel let her sweat it out for several seconds, then finally said, “It would be hard not to forgive a woman as beautiful as you.” He smiled at her, too, his face lighting his usually dour expression. He was positively handsome!

Hannah blushed and stood there speechless until Daniel rescued them both from the awkward moment.

“Is that your brother there?” he asked, peering toward the gate beyond.

“Yes, it is.” She turned to look his way.

“Come to protect your reputation?”

“Yes, sir. My mother thought it proper.”

“It sounds as though you have a sensible mother. Why don’t you both come inside for some coffee, the air is getting bitter cold out here.”

The romance between Hannah and Daniel bloomed from that day on.

The only thing that survived the battle that brought them together was that Hannah would again… and again and again… be thusly punished, when in Daniel’s opinion, the high-spirited young woman needed to be brought around. She was a strong-willed woman, who occasionally had to be reminded of her place. To start, her punishments were carried out in the same swift manner as that first animated spanking in town. Even during that one there lingered afterwards an undercurrent of something more going on with them both. Sexual sparks flew. Although it was not until they were married that the two dared to act on the erotic urges that rose in them with such passionate fervor during the process of punishment.

The day the two realized that there was something blatantly sexual in the punishment scenes, they were both astounded. But once exposed, it didn’t take long before they accepted the obvious truth.

They were in the barn. Newlyweds. Their first fight as a husband and wife.

All day, Hannah had worked to save a dying foal. She was a novice with farm animals, but she’d been through the successful birth of two colts and was determined to see this animal live, even though it was unlikely he would survive. She became angry with herself for waiting too long to act during the mare’s difficult labor. She was angry with Daniel for not being there to help her. And she was angry with God for turning His back on her when she needed Him most.

Distraught and tearful, she spewed a string of invectives at her new husband the moment he walked in the barn door. Although she was happy he’d finally returned, she lashed out with one sharp word after another, until the exasperated husband finally blared:

“Enough, woman!”

“But don’t you see what happened here!” she objected crossly.

“I see these things all the time; they can’t be helped.”

“It could have been helped if you’d been here,” she turned away from him in a violent move, and he grabbed her by the arm and hauled her back.

“Enough, Hannah!” He tried to remain calm, but it was getting harder by the minute.

“If you expect me to put on a happy face, and greet you with smiles and kisses, well… then… you’re a bloody ass!”

His anger flared.

“You want to take that back?” he challenged her.

“No, I don’t!” she cried, while she tried to wrench away.

Daniel saw no recourse but to thrash her bare behind. Maybe it would knock some sense of propriety and decorum back into her.

He summarily stripped the skirt from around her waist and pushed her over a waist-high rail. Moments later, a leather strap conveniently hanging by the barn door began to crisscross her bared bottom, raising a fiery heat and leaving angry welts etched in the white flesh. Strangely, Hannah accepted the punishment with far less fight that Daniel expected given her tempestuous mood. Perhaps she knew she needed it.

It was a hard punishment—and an important statement in their young marriage. If he taught her nothing else that day, he’d remind her that despite her forceful personality, her wit and her intelligence, he would maintain a solid reign over his young wife. He loved her spirit, but not when it turned ugly, as it had this day.

If that was all that happened in the barn that would have been enough, but so much more occurred that shocked them both.

About halfway through the punishment, a strange surge of feeling flooded Hannah’s body with a brilliance that felt more like pleasure than pain. She moaned while her body writhed erotically against the wooden bar. The blows became more like a sexual communion between the two as the heat between them rose. Desire and longing flowed freely in their midst.

Hannah’s lusty performance stirred Daniel’s manhood into an urgent pulsing erection. He could see the wetness between his wife’s legs as if she were taunting him to take her. The strap struck her reddened bottom and the moan that rose in response was filled with the sumptuous sound of desire. He struck her ass again and she writhed almost whorishly. Her taut legs held her spread bottom high; her vulva below seemed to swell, the pink fleshy portal expand, while her fragrant juices dribbled down her inner thigh. He let the fierceness of their shared arousal mount.

In time, he dropped the strap and moved toward her with his hand plunging between her legs, his free arm drawing her upright, and his mouth kissing the back of her neck, her shoulder, and her ears. His tongue lapped the sweat from her sweet-tasting skin.

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