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“Yes, sir,” she responded quietly, and struggled to comply. When she finally did, Lord Eiotan began to spank her. He started off slow, and she jumped at the sound, the clap of skin against skin ringing in her ears. After a few softer spanks that merely warmed her skin, he started spanking her in earnest.
She cried out at the sudden sting of his spanks. Pain spread across her bottom cheeks as he quickly reddened them with his hand. She wriggled her hips to try to escape, but he held her to his lap like iron. Each smack met its mark and she felt herself slowly calming even as the pain felt deeper and deeper.
She was safe. She wasn’t in control and she didn’t need to be. Lord Eiotan was her one and only, the one who was going to protect her and keep her safe, and make sure everything was alright. These feelings of security whirled through her and she felt herself relax. She no longer kicked and fought, and felt her submission course through her veins.
Lord Eiotan picked up the hairbrush and began to spank her with it. The sudden change in the sting made her jump, but she no longer fought him. She cried out at the hurt it caused as he focused on her sit spots, making sure she had something to remember the next day.
He readjusted her forward so that he had better access to those lovely sit spots. He paused for a moment, and she knew he was admiring the now very red and very well punished bottom over his lap. While skimming the brush over her flesh, he told her he would give her ten more.
She looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears, and she nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Ayala then very sweetly arched her bottom for him, wanting to please him even though it would cause her pain.
He focused the last ten on her sit spots, and she felt soft sobs break through her. She had finally and completely let go under his hand.
“Come, Ayala, I want you to lie over the saddle to receive your strapping.” They had put the saddles aside over a large log after tying up the horses. He helped her to stand and led her to them. While he assisted her, she lay over it, and he then readjusted her dress so that her little red bottom was bare to him. Squatting down behind her, he kissed each cheek.
She moaned in response and arched into him. His fingers dragged between her legs, and he smiled at the wetness he found there. She whimpered as he circled her bud, and cried out when he took his fingers away.
“You will get ten with the strap, my naughty little one,” he said, his voice betraying the smile on his face.
He brought down the strap, catching the curve of her bottom and her upper thighs. She cried out and breathlessly counted the first one.
“One, sir.”
Crack!
“Two, sir,” she moaned.
Three more harsh lashes quickly rained down on her backside.
“Five, sir,” she cried, more tears rolling down her face.
The strap landed against the center of her bottom, leaving a line of fire.
“Six, sir,” she sobbed.
The last four came in quick succession, each catching the sensitive area at the top of both of her thighs. It took her a moment to calm herself before she could finish the count.
“Ten, sir.”
Lord Eiotan roughly grabbed her off the saddle and brought his lips to hers hungrily, famished for her touch. She kissed him back, her lips still salty from her tears, her very well punished bottom throbbing hotly. Whimpering as his fingers gripped her freshly spanked flesh, she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her cries quickly turned into moans
as he continued kissing her. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his hips. Still kissing her, he walked over to their prepared bedding and lay her down on it. His legs were between hers as he finally broke the kiss and gazed down at her.
His eyes soft, a smile edging at his lips, he told her he loved her.
She smiled up at him.
“I love you too. I love everything you do, even if you spank me all the time,” she said mischievously.
“Only when you need it, you naughty little minx,” he growled, trailing kisses down her exposed collarbones. She purred in response and rolled her hips against his, barely suppressing the giggle that threatened to escape her lips.
Slowly and sweetly, they made love that night and fell asleep in each other’s arms, safe and sound away from the war occurring miles away.
Epilogue
One year later
