Page 40 of Rory: His to Discipline

“Hardly, but it is important that you see the difference in this kind of spanking as opposed to what happens in the bedroom. And babe, there are ways to keep you from clenching up like that. A little ginger root makes quite an impression I’m told, but we’ll save that for another time.” Smack.

“Please, Rory, stop,” Tess howled as his hard hand continued to redden her cheeks. At this point she was too mad to cry and she continued to try to get away.

“You may as well settle down. You have a lesson to learn and it seems it might take a while. Do you understand why you are getting spanked, babe?”

“I understand that you are a baboon,” she yelled, trying to blow the hair off her face as she turned her head to glare at him.

“And you are a misbehaving, little brat who needs to understand that running away isn’t acceptable,” he answered giving her a few slightly harder spanks.

“Oh,” Tess moaned, her breath coming in short hard pants as she tired herself out struggling. “I knew you did not really love me,” she cried, tears beginning to leak from her eyes.

Rory froze; his hand in midair. Picking Tess up, he seated her stinging bottom firmly on his lap. Taking her face in his hand he looked into her eyes. “You think that because I’m spanking you, I don’t love you? Nothing could be further from the truth. Tess, I don’t make a habit of plucking vagrant females from park benches and putting them over my knee. Nor do I deposit them at my mother’s house instead of carting them off to jail. You are the exception. In fact, you have been the exception from the very beginning. Something about you, babe, pulled at my heart and I haven’t been able to get loose. I don’t know if it was your complete lack of sense, or your trusting little face. All I know is that from the moment you looked up at me with those big brown eyes, I was a goner.

“I tried to stay detached and treat you as if you were just a family friend, but it wasn’t possible. Every day I wanted you more and more until I was consumed with it, until I couldn’t get through a day without seeing you, touching you, even in the most innocent ways. I dreamed of wrapping your beautiful long hair around us as I made love to you. I wanted to see your face flushed with desire as you called out my name, to watch your eyes cloud over in passion as you quivered in my arms.

“The day of the wedding, I knew I had to make a decision soon or go mad. The second I saw that you had cut your hair, I wanted to blister your behind. Not because it wasn’t attractive, but because I knew why you did it. You were testing me, just as you were when you ran away.”

“No, Rory, I .…”

“Shh … babe, let me finish,” he told her placing a finger over her lips. “Tess, I know you better than you think. You want a strong man, otherwise you never could have submitted to me as completely as you did last night. I realize you were frightened at times, but you trusted me to take care of you in such an intimate way. I know I told you that your submission would not extend beyond the bedroom, but I find that’s not quite true. I need you to trust me in all things, Tess. Trust me to take care of you, love you. Trust that any decision I make regarding you, us, I make with your best interests at heart, always.

“When I didn’t know where you were, couldn’t find you I was angry, yes, but I was also terrified. Even though you have been on your own for a long time, I don’t believe you have the slightest idea the kinds of horrible things that can happen to a woman in the wrong place at the wrong time. You haven’t been immune, Tess, you’ve just been incredibly lucky. Luck won’t protect you forever, babe. Maybe it’s being a cop, or maybe it’s the experiences I had in the military, I don’t know, but it opens your eyes to a side of human nature that no one wants to see.”

Rory clutched her close, his cheek resting on the top of her head. For a moment he felt slightly sick to his stomach, thinking about the dangers Tess had probably been so close to and never realized it.

“I couldn’t bear it if anything happened to you, babe,” he whispered softly against her hair. “You have to promise me that you’ll never run from me again. Promise me that if you ever feel like that again, for any reason, you’ll come to me.”

“Would you let me go?” Tess asked breathlessly, pulling out of his arms a bit, searching his eyes. Her heart was pounding madly, a tiny voice inside her pleading, please say no, please say no.

“Not in a million years,” Rory answered truthfully, “but I will do everything in my power to fix whatever’s wrong and make you happy. I can’t change the kind of man I am, Tess. As much as I love you, I can’t promise not to spank you if I feel you need it. I also plan on pushing every one of your limits in the bedroom. No part of you will be safe from my attentions, Tess. Can you handle that?”

At this point Tess was pretty sure she was going to hell. Each and every warning Rory gave her sent a thrill through her body. Apparently, there was not a damn thing this man could say to her that would change how she felt about him. Yes, she hated the type of spanking Rory had been applying to her bottom a few minutes ago, but the spanking she received last night had been one of the most arousing parts of the whole night. Although doubtful that she would enjoy everything he did to her body, so far, he had a perfect score. In fact, for most of the day she had tried to keep the memories of last night out of her mind without much success. She spent the day in damp panties and even now she could feel the moisture leaking onto his leg. Tess was not absolutely sure she could handle everything he sent her way, but she was sure she wanted to try.

“Yes,” she stated simply, answering before she could chicken out.

“Then marry me.”

“Rory … I .…”

“Marry me, Tess,” he demanded quietly. It was almost the death of him, waiting for her answer. If she said no, he would still never let her go, and he would ask her again every day of her life. Hardly daring to breathe lest he miss her answer, Rory forced his hands to relax, his jaw to unclench. Tess felt tense in his arms, so he rubbed her back and prayed.

“Rory, I love you very much,” Tess began, slipping her arms around his neck. “I will marry you,” she promised, letting the feelings flow through her. It was incredible that this man wanted her for his wife.

Bending her back over his arm, Rory kissed her with a passion she had only begun to tap. Hanging on was impossible, she felt so weak with longing. Lying back in his strong arms was heaven.

“Oh, Tess, I love you so much,” he moaned against her lips. “You’ve made me very happy.” After several minutes of passionate kisses, Tess felt almost drunk when he set her straight up on his lap. Leaning weakly against him, she sighed in delight just before he picked her up and placed her face down over his knees once again.

“What are you doing?” she squeaked as he pulled up her skirt and plucked her panties from her right ankle.

“Babe, you know I never leave anything half done. I’m finishing your spanking,” he informed her, patting her barely pink cheeks with a grin.

“Ow, you are a jerk,” she shouted as his hand made crisp contact with her bottom several times.

“Could be,” Rory responded cheerfully, “but I am the jerk who is going to be your husband. And you, my little bride-to-be, will always get what you deserve. In this case it happens to be a good spanking, but later, if you’re very good, it may be something else.”

Grinning, Rory toasted Tess’s bottom for the next few minutes, weakening only once and sliding his thick finger deep into her core. Her deep throated moan was music to his ears as was the copious amount of honey that flowed from her as her hips arched for deeper access.

“Sorry, my love, for getting distracted,” he offered, as smack after smack followed the few seconds of pleasure. “You wouldn’t believe how hard it is for me to remain focused when I have my hands on your adorable bottom.”