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“If you are very good today, I will reward you when we get home. I will tell you to disrobe the moment we walk in the door, and report to my bedroom. I will put you over my knee and make your bottom a lovely pink. And then, well,” he paused, “you’ll just have to wait and see.”
A soft moan escaped her lips and Eiotan released her hair, petting it back into place.
She did her very best to sit still and pay attention to the game after that, her mind still reeling from her lord’s promise of a fun night to come.
A few hours passed and the sun began to set. Lord Eiotan had shared the wine with Ayala, making sure she didn’t gulp down too much in the heat of the day. Periodically, he would softly kiss her cheek, making a smile cross over her lips and a soft blush creep up her neck.
Finally, the crowd began to roar again. Ayala perked up as the players passed the ball to one another. One of the biggest players leaped up and kicked the ball, and it curved right into the hoop on the right side. Unbelievably, it sailed right through, unhindered.
The crowd went wild, and a frown crossed Lord Eiotan’s face. Cortés jumped up and yelled in triumph. Eiotan looked back at him, and Ayala looked as well. What was happening?
“Lord Eiotan, now that I have won the bet, I expect you to pay up.” Cortés said proudly. His eyes roved up and down Ayala’s body. Her eyes narrowed and she melted back into Lord Eiotan’s arms. What had Eiotan gambled?
“Don’t worry, everything will be fine. Cortés is going to teach us to ride horses tomorrow. He has one small request, but it shouldn’t be too hard to appease him.” He smiled reassuringly.
Ayala nodded. She trusted him.
“May we go home now, sir? I’m pretty sure I behaved all day,” she said, smiling mischievously at Lord Eiotan. He took her hand and led her away from the king’s seating area. They said their goodbyes, and at last, they made their way home.
Chapter Eleven
When Ayala and Eiotan walked in the door, he told her to stay still. She stopped and heard the door click shut. As he came up behind her, his deft fingers began to unlace the back of her dress. She stood still for him and closed her eyes, as her dress loosened and began to fall away from her body. Eiotan pushed the soft fabric down her shoulders so that her upper body was bare. His hands trailed down her arms as he undressed her. He made short work of her dress, pushing it down and over her hips to the floor.
She carefully stepped out of
her dress when he indicated, and he took it and placed the dress on the back of one of the kitchen chairs. He knelt and picked up her small feet, pulling off her small black flats as well. Soon, she was standing before him in only her panties.
Eiotan took her hand, led her down the short hallway to his bedroom, and opened the door. Silently, he led her over to the bed, her bare feet plodding behind him. He sat down on the edge and quickly pulled her over his knees. She was able to comfortably lie her upper body and head down on the bed.
Eiotan positioned her so that her bottom was angled as high as it could be. He rested a hand on her panty-clad bottom and gently massaged the waiting globes. Ayala quivered at his touch as she waited for him to spank her. His fingers slid to the waistband of her panties and slowly tugged them down so that she was bare to his view. He dragged them down to her knees and trailed his fingers up her legs, brushing her inner thighs before coming back to her bottom.
Ayala blushed, even though he had seen her bottom many times before. She remembered how he had punished her with his hand, and all the various implements he owned. She remembered watching him take off his belt, and how he had strapped her with it, and felt herself growing warm at the thought.
He loved her and cared for her, and had taken the time to teach her. She settled into his embrace and awaited his touch, his firm hand on her ever-waiting backside.
When the first spank finally fell, she gasped. It felt like it shook her to her very core. She arched her back and presented herself to him, and he spanked her again. The swats came more and more frequently, but they didn’t really hurt. Instead, a fire began to brew deep in her belly as she moaned. Eiotan stopped spanking her and massaged her bottom. He brushed the tips of his fingers against the lower curve of her bottom, and allowed his finger to dip between her thighs.
Ayala shook at his touch, slowly opening her legs, allowing his touch. His fingers slid across her nether lips, wet with her lust and excitement. They found her little bud and began to circle. Her moans deepened as the speed of his circles increased. She arched into his touch, begging him silently to touch with more pressure, to go a little faster. The fire grew within her until it became overwhelming.
“Please, my lord, please,” she begged.
He pressed harder and she felt herself break apart. Wave after wave of pleasure wracked through her body, until finally they lessened and she lay limp over his knees. He rubbed her lower back in small circles as she felt herself come back to Earth. He picked her up into his arms and laid her on his bed.
Ayala smiled up at him as he gazed down at her, his eyes warm. She felt very happy. Not long ago, she had been a lowly slave in the fields, and now, she was in the arms of her lord.
“Lord Eiotan?” she asked quietly, waiting nervously.
“Yes, my love?”
“Do you still think of me as just a servant?”
“No, Ayala. You are my beloved, wife in name to all. You may have been a servant to me once, but now you are my wife.”
“So I no longer have to wash your dishes, sir,” she giggled helplessly.
Lord Eiotan laughed and began to tickle her.
“I expect my wife to do her wifely duties, or else I shall put her over my knee and spank her lovely bottom until she complies!” Ayala laughed, until he planted a kiss upon her lips. He kissed her hungrily.
