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He took a few seconds before acknowledging. “That’s a good girl. We’ll get you properly trained yet.”
Brianna continued to push, but this time with the proper respect. “Sir, if I may ask… you said thatwe’llget you properly trained. Please, does thatweinclude Markus? I know you saw him today. Is he going to let me come home tonight?”
Lukus’s face was a mask. Brianna couldn’t interpret his expression. She knew she was pushing her luck by staring directly into his eyes instead of submissively lowering her gaze, but she just couldn’t look away. She needed the answers he was withholding from her.
Lukus paused, choosing his words carefully. “He’s really hurting right now. I honestly don’t know if he’s ever going to forgive you, Brianna. He upended his entire life to be with you, and you basically said ‘fuck you’ in return by being with Jake again. With time, who knows? Maybe he’ll be able to believe you won’t do it again.”
Bri fought the tears threatening. “Did you tell him I’dneverdo it again? Didn’t you tell him about why I did it? About that submissive part of me I’ve tried so hard to push down, but just couldn’t? And about the blackmail…”
“Yeah, I told him. But I’m not entirely sure he believes me. I think you just need to give him a bit more time to think things through.”
Brianna’s heart was breaking. She’d been so sure Lukus would have been able to convince Markus to forgive her. Okay, maybe notforgive, but to at least give her a chance to make it up to him. She’d hoped her husband would welcome a chance to embrace his dominant side again, with her, in a full-time D/s relationship. Only now did Brianna realize what a mistake it had been to allow herself to get her hopes up. She closed her eyes and tried to give herself an internal pep talk.
You just need to give him more time, Bri. You can’t give up fighting yet. It’s only been one day.
Her pep talk lasted approximately thirty-seconds before her fears closed in and the tears she’d held back fell.
He’s going to divorce me, and I deserve it. I was so close to having it all. If only I could’ve been more open with him. I should have been brave enough to tell him what I was feeling… what I needed. Now he hates me.
Brianna felt rather than saw Lukus taking a seat next to her on the bed. She was grateful for his shoulder to cry on as he pulled her into his lap to comfort her, much like he’d done after her bath. She held onto him tightly as he let her cry it out before finally pulling back far enough to see her face. When she opened her eyes, she saw Lukus’s sympathetic expression.
“Markus still loves you, sweetheart. I know he does. He was so worried about how you were doing, but he just isn’t ready to forgive you—yet. He asked me to keep up with the punishment regime I had planned for you. He wants me to call him tomorrow to check in and I hope he’ll think about everything I talked about with him today. Let’s just get through your next round of punishments tonight and then we’ll see what tomorrow brings.” He wiped away the tears from her cheeks.
“My next punishment? Please, Lukus. What’s the plan here? Is this one big, long, indefinite punishment session like Jake’s cabin?”
Tiffany jumped into the conversation. “Oh, for crying out loud, Brianna! Don’t you dare compare this to Jake taking you to that damn cabin. I was there when he brought you home beaten to within an inch of your life. You were bruised and bleeding for Christ’s sake! I hardly think this is the same considering you’re sitting here on a soft bed while Lukus holds you and comforts you. Not to mention, you actually did something wrong this time! Jake beat you nonstop for days because you forgot to pick up his fucking dry-cleaning!”
Brianna was shocked by her friend’s impassioned outburst.
Lukus smiled as he answered her. “Well said, Tiffany, right up to the part where you started talking like a truck driver. I prefer my subs reserve that kind of language for when they’re in the throes of passion. As long as you’re myguest, I’d like you to follow those rules.”
The look on Tiffany’s face was priceless. Brianna had seen it before and feared her friend might self-combust.
“Well, Lukus, since the last time I checked, I wasn’t part of your goddamn stable of subs, I think I can use any fucking words I choose, particularly since every other word out ofyourmouth seems to be a cuss word.”
Brianna watched as Tiffany defiantly took on Lukus. This might get interesting.
“You’re so right. You’re not one of my subs but given that I’ve informed you that as my guest you’re expected to follow my rules, consider this your final warning. I suggest you stop acting like a brat and behave.”
“Or what?”
“That’s one.”
“Oh, so now you’re gonna count like I’m a three-year-old?”
“That’s two. Keep it up.”
Tiff was at least smart enough to keep her mouth shut while she contemplated her situation. Bri had a front row seat as they were locked in a battle of wills. Lukus was unflappable, but Tiffany was weighing whether to continue to assert herself or cave. The tension in the room had built to such a fever pitch that Brianna was actually relieved when Master Derek appeared in the doorway to the bedroom.
“So, what did I miss? Looks like you have your hands full here, Master Lukus.”
Derek’s arrival gave Tiffany a lucky reprieve as Lukus diverted his attention to her friend.
“Let’s go, Brianna. Rachel is waiting downstairs. It’s time for the punishment you earned this afternoon. Tiffany, I want you to stay put. I’ll be back to deal with you later.”
Brianna’s mouth went dry with fear at the thought of being caned by Lukus. Still, an unwelcome excitement sparked inside her, despite the fear the cane incited. It had been one of Jake’s favorite implements, and that alone had her trembling.
Seeing her sudden fear, Lukus tried to reassure her. “Don’t worry sweetheart. After what you’ve gone through since last night, this should be a piece of cake for you. The only difference this time is there will be no hitting sub-space.” Lukus paused, sensing a change in her. “What is it?”
