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On his lap Eleanor quivered as she cried.

Putting his hand on one flaming red buttock, Edwin nearly groaned at the heat beneath his palm. Spanking his wife had been so much more satisfying than any previous disciplinary experienced he'd ever had, even when he'd punished Collette for stealing. Eleanor not only deserved the spanking but her bottom looked so beautiful all hot and red. Having her on his lap made a very large difference, especially as she'd physically stopped fighting him quite quickly despite her verbal protests and pleas. There was certainly something to be said for a wife who was already accustomed to this kind of discipline.

He caressed her beaten bottom, his fingers brushing across the glossy, wet curls of her cunt... wait... wet? Shocked and even more aroused, Edwin dipped his hand down to her cunny and his wife moaned, trying to burrow her head down into the armchair as her husband found evidence of her own arousal. The slickness of Eleanor's slit was both shocking and arousing. But this was supposed to be punishment after all, not pleasure.

Clearing his throat, Edwin pushed his wife up from his lap, taking note of her red rimmed puffy eyes, the blotchy cheeks and quivering lower lip. Yes, that was what Eleanor looked like when she actually cried. Her blonde hair was slightly disordered now, making her look younger and even more vulnerable. Still he couldn't help but enjoy the sight of her blonde muff, exposed by the set of her skirts, and the way her puckered nipples were pressing against the front of her dress. However, he intended to enjoy the sight of her backside for the next few minutes.

"Go stand in the corner with your skirts around your waist so I can see your bottom and you think about how you'd like to apologize. I will give you five minutes. After that you will make your apology or you'll go back over my lap."

******

Truthfully, if Eleanor hadn't been so shocked and ashamed at her reaction to her husband's high handedness and punishment she might not have gone so quietly to the corner as he ordered, but she was in a bit of a daze. Never in her life had she expected something like that to occur! Nose to the corner, skirts in her hands, with a burning bottom was nothing new to her, despite her antipathy to the position, but she'd never been aroused under such circumstances before.

Then again the last person to take her across her lap for a spanking was her governess when she was nine, and that no-nonsense, strong-armed woman was surely not the type of person to inspire desire in her. It was quite different when she'd been hauled across the muscular thighs of her damnably attractive husband, his body holding her in place, his broad hand coming down hard on her soft, vulnerable flesh, and the turgid length of his rod pressing into her stomach. But he hadn't seemed the least bit ashamed of it, nor had he acted on it, whereas she could not countenance her own reaction.

It had not been the pain that had made her sob and beg, after all she'd taken harder spankings before, but she'd been so ashamed at her feelings of excitement under the circumstances, not to mention the helplessness of her position and the vulnerability and embarrassment of her husband seeing her in such straights. Never in her life had she expected something like that to happen to her and now that she was standing in the corner she found her anger growing that Edwin would handle her thus and force such unnatural sensations on her. And after the beauty of last night too!

Her cheeks blushed hotly as she realized her womanhood was just as slick now as it had been last night, and that Edwin was well aware of the fact. For once she was glad to be in the corner, glad that her reddened bottom was facing him so that she didn't have to look at him and see his expression.

Lost in her thoughts and humiliation, the five minutes passed incredibly quickly and Eleanor found herself being ordered to turn around. He did not allow her to lower her skirts, so that she was forced to make her apology with her skirts around her waist and her drawers around her ankles. Lowering her eyes rather than facing him, she did her best to hide her shame and fury as she stammered out an apology. To her relief, Edwin accepted it.

And then had the audacity to sweep her up in his arms for a passionate kiss, probing the depths of her mouth with his tongue! Forgetting herself, Eleanor responded to him, her hands clutching at the fabric filling her hands, forgetting that she was holding onto her skirts until she felt his fingers curve over her bare bottom. Then his hand gripped her soft, red flesh, hard, and she cried out as the hard grip reignited the sting in her buttocks.

Immediately Eleanor wriggled away, dropping her skirts in the process. She quickly reached beneath them to pull up her drawers, refusing to look at Edwin as her face turned as red as her bottom with embarrassment. Why could she not control her own body around him?

"I'll see you at dinner, seven o'clock, sharp," said her husband, his tone making it clear that he expected her to be there on time.

Eleanor mumbled something and quit the room, almost running in her anxiety to leave her punishment, inexplicable reaction, and subsequent humiliation behind.

******

Edwin thought that the first attempt at domestic discipline had gone rather well. Not only had Eleanor submitted to the spanking but she'd actually become aroused by it. Once she was gone from his study he rather regretted not taking advantage of the moment and pleasuring them both, thereby relieving the throbbing erection the spanking had induced, but considering her general confusion when she'd left he felt that perhaps he'd made the correct choice. After all, she was already dealing with quite a lot between being married yesterday and having her first spanking at the hands of her husband today. And considering how happy he already was with the match, he was inclined to be magnanimous.

However, sitting behind his desk he found it impossible to return to his work. Images of Eleanor kept rising in his mind; her delightful bottom with the red prints of his hands on either cheek, the wonderful feel of her squirming on his lap, her rosy bottom on display in the corner, and the way that she'd responded to him when he'd kissed her. He had meant to wait until later tonight, to spend his pleasure in his wife, but he found that his libido was not inclined to be ruled by his intentions.

Retrieving his handkerchief from his pocket he undid the front of his breeches and took his pego in hand, feeling the aching pulse of its rigid length against his palm. Closing his eyes, he leaned back in his chair as he began to fist himself, the silky material of the handkerchief rubbing against the plum of his cock in the most delicious fashion as he relived the events of the past twenty minutes. The feel of Eleanor's soft arse quivering beneath his palm, the heat of her reddened skin, and the surprising wetness of her womanly folds following her punishment.

With a low groan he squeezed his throbbing member hard and it pulsed and jerked as it spewed forth cream into the handkerchief.

Humming happily, he discarded the handkerchief and got back to work. More than ever he wanted to finish setting his matters at rest so that he could take Eleanor on a wedding trip.

******

Safely ensconced in her room, Eleanor lay on her stomach on the bed, hating the slight burn in her bottom that reminded her with every movement of her husband. Although he had made several admittedly fair points during his lecture to her, Eleanor resented his punishment and especially resented that it had aroused feelings of desire in her. It was so unfair!

Not only was she saddled with a husband that she hadn't wanted, even if she did find him inordinately attractive, with a dismal excuse for a wedding, but now even her own body had betrayed her! Shame and the lack of satisfaction for the need pulsing between her legs gave way to another bout of tears as she considered her options. After last night an annulment was out of the question. Running away was not a real option either; who would she go to? No one in her family would help her when her father had been the one to set the match. Without a relative to provide succor she would have to work.

Eleanor shuddered. Absolutely unacceptable for someone of her bloodlines and noble rank to be forced to work. Besides, the only positions she would be fit for were governess or

companion and neither of those positions would allow for the finer things in life.

Perhaps she could convince her husband to allow her to stay with a friend? Perhaps Lady Graceā€¦ she certainly would understand troubles between a husband and a wife. Convincing a friend to hide her away would mean foregoing the balls and parties that she so enjoyed, but if Edwin were amenable... She made a face. Somehow she didn't think her husband would be all that amenable. Despite the fact that they had known each other for years before their marriage yesterday, Edwin was showing facets of himself that she had never suspected existed; however, she'd always known of his stubbornness and his sense of dignity. It was highly doubtful that he'd let his new bride stay with a friend, it would cause too much gossip.

Maybe she could frustrate and annoy him to the point where he would be desirous of foisting her off onto someone else. While such a plan might get her bottom reddened a few more times surely he would cease and desist when he realized how little of an effect such discipline had on her? The only reason she'd ever acquiesced to her father's demands was because she knew that she would soon escape his household and that it was only for a short period of time, and her father had had a much heavier hand than Edwin. She could certainly withstand a few more bouts of Edwin's discipline, knowing that disobeying was actually furthering her own goals.

Now if only she could convince her newly awakened passions that separating from her husband was a good idea.

"My lady?" Her maid, Poppy, came into the room, frowning a little to see her mistress laid out on the bed. "Would you like me to help you dress for dinner?"

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