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He pushed up her skirts and petticoats until they were resting over her hips. Somehow, he and the crew had managed to procure her some decent, feminine clothing. She didn’t have to wear pants anymore, and although Wade loved the way Julianne looked in his trousers, his cock twitched at the sight of her in a skirt: so feminine, so lovely.
He let out a soft sigh of appreciation as he looked at her. If she was embarrassed, she didn’t show it. He’d been with her enough times to know that she was comfortable with her body and with her sexuality: something most women were not.
Julianne bit her lip. She let out a soft moan at Wade’s touch. His hands freely roamed her, rubbing from her ass to her thighs to her womanhood, then back again. It only took a few moments before she was wet with need. Soon her thighs were slick with her juices, and that’s when Wade stopped touching her.
She turned her head and opened her mouth to protest, but before she could get out a sound, he placed a hand on her upper back, holding her down.
“Close your eyes, love,” he told her softly.
Julianne shivered, as she should. Her eyes went wide instead of closed, and Wade could see a million emotions rushing through them: fear, anxiety, nervousness, terror.
And she should feel nervous.
Wade was a pirate.
He was not a lover or a husband. He had been once, long ago, but that had not been his fate. He had lost his wife, his family, and he had no intention of taking another. He enjoyed Julianne’s company far more than he ought to, but he was not her toy.
He was not a prize to be kept.
He was the captain, and his word was gold.
It would serve her right to remember that.
“I want you to remember,” Wade told her. “I care about your safety, Julianne, and that I will never harm you without good cause.”
“But-” She tried to speak again, but his hand left her body and hit her with a loud slap. Surprised and caught off guard, Julianne’s mouth fell open. No words came out.
Then he spanked her other cheek.
Wade enjoyed spanking women, especially for pleasure, especially as a precursor to fucking, but today he did it for more than that. Today he did it to show Julianne what she meant to him. He couldn’t have her running around, thinking that her actions didn’t matter. She couldn’t simply roam the ship today. She needed to stay put and she needed to understand exactly how serious he was about it.
He swatted her again and again, keeping a steady pace until she was wriggling beneath his touch. Julianne made several muffled noises, several moans, until she began to cry softly.
Good.
She was learning.
He didn’t hit her hard enough to hurt her. No, Wade was not interested in beating his woman. Instead, he slapped her lightly, but smartly, so that she felt the sting, followed by pleasure.
Her ass began to turn a nice soft pink color, and after each slap, he slipped his hand between her legs. She moaned and lifted her hips, trying to meet his touch, trying to get him to rub her clit, to give her the release that she needed, but it wasn’t quite time for that.
Not just yet.
“I know, love,” he whispered. “I know what you need.”
**
Juli
anne moaned, crushed beneath the weight of her emotions. She had never been spanked before: not by a man, not by her father. She had run away from Gunthry as a way to escape Vince Fiddick: her evil betrothed. Somehow, she knew that if he had been slapping her, she would not have enjoyed this quite so much.
The fact that Julianne found peace and pleasure in Wade spanking her made her feel dirty. She wasn’t sure that this was how a young woman who had gone through training to be a wife and a lady should act, but it didn’t matter. Right now, she had surrendered herself to Wade. She had given herself to him. She trusted him wholly, completely, and he had not let her down.
He spanked her again, and then he stopped.
“Stand up,” he commanded, and Julianne did as she was told. She slid off the desk and stood in front of him, still holding her skirts up.
“I need you to stay here,” he said for the millionth time. “Do you understand?”
