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I braced myself. Simon had spanked me with either my ass or his hands wet several times. Each time he liked to point out the difference between wet and dry spanking just before he delivered the first swat.
Smack.
“Who makes the rules?”
“You do.”
More smacks rained down, every one of them burned my tender ass.
“I can’t hear you.”
“You do! I said you do! Please listen to me!”
“I hear you. Now you’re speaking up. That’s better.”
Without any further comment, without any more questions about whether or not I knew what I’d done wrong that afternoon, he continued to blister my ass.
“This isn’t fair!” I cried out at one point.
He stopped. “I beg your pardon?”
“I said this isn’t fair. I asked you to spank me, so there should be some clemency.”
“Fair? Did someone put a fair clause in your contract by mistake?”
Whack.
“No.”
“Will there be a fair clause in our wedding vows?”
Whack.
“I guess not.” My words came out in ragged syllables.
“So why would I need to be fair?”
The best thing that can be said about that spanking was it didn’t last long. It was only his hand on my bottom, but it humbled me unlike any spanking he had delivered before. The way he teased me, using my own sexuality to weaken me, destroyed all my defenses.
When he finally stopped, I was a quivering mess, grateful for the spanking and naked in ways that had nothing to do with my lack of clothes.
Simon eased me onto the bed, on my back. He kissed me and brushed my hair away from my face. “There is only room for one boss in this relationship. That is me; do you accept that?”
“I do.”
“Are you going to obey me, not just what I explicitly state, but also what is implied by our partnership and marriage?”
“I’m going to try.” I sniffed.
“I guess I can’t hope for better than that.” He grinned and stood, tearing off his clothes in a couple of quick swipes. “And I’ll always listen to your ideas.” He towered over me, his beautiful big cock standing proud at the base of his washboard stomach. “In fact, some of your ideas are brilliant, like making love after a spanking.”
He climbed on the bed and straddled me, pinning my hands above my head. “Do you have any special requests that you’d like right now?”
“I want you to fuck me until I forget my own name,” I said.
Before he could reply, the internal phone in our room rang. Simon grabbed the handset. “Jacobson.”
He listened. “Right. Thank you. We’ll head to the gate immediately.”
