Oh tie me down and lock me in a room with the delicious Victoria Blisse!
As part of the lovely Victoria's Restrained festival, here's a little excerpt from my story, The Honeymoon Suite, in House of Erotica's Calling the Shots:
"Don't raise your voice to me," he said very quietly, "or I'll have to punish you…"
Sam looked at him open-mouthed again. "I beg your pardon?"
"You'll have to punish me?" she repeated dumbfounded. "What are you? My Victorian father?"
"No, I'm your husband," he said very sternly, pointing at the new ring on her stubby white finger. "You belong to me."
"Now wait just one fucking minute," Sam began, flying into one of her legendary rages. "If you think for just one moment that I'm going to…" But she never finished the sentence as Hugo grabbed her by the shoulders and flung her face down on the bed.
"I think it's time I taught you a lesson in wifely duties," he grunted as he pushed her down and deftly bound her ankles with silken cords that seemed to have been placed beneath the vast divan for just this purpose. No wonder the bastard had been so particular about designing every detail of the beds himself. He'd planned this all along.
"Get the fuck off me," she yelled, spitting with rage and trying to raise herself up off the softness of the marriage bed, but with her legs bound securely akimbo it was almost impossible to get upright and Hugo gave her a gentle push and sent her facedown again.
"Help, HELP!" she screamed, more furious than afraid, but they were high up on the deserted top floor of a hotel that wasn't due to open until next week, and there was no-one around to hear her desperate cries in this Bluebeard's tower in the clouds.
"Be quiet," Hugo snapped, taking one plump wrist in his huge hangman's hand and slipping a cord around it, pulling the other end taut through an intricately crafted loop in the bulky rococo headboard that he'd insisted on installing though she'd fought him tooth and nail over it. "Any more out of you and I'll have to gag you!"
"You and what fucking army?" she'd screamed back, struggling and cursing at him like a fishwife, but he had her well trussed up by now and it was only a matter of time before he had both her arms secured and she lay helpless before him, panting like a landed fish on the huge white bedcover.
"Now," Hugo said, trying to look calm but an inner excitement manifesting itself in the breath that was coming out of him in hot rasping gasps. "Now, my foul-mouthed little shrew, it's time to learn a little humility."
"You are so fired," Sam spat at him, but he simply laughed.
"As I've said, you're not in the board room now, so address me with respect…"
"Or don't try my patience or you'll be sorry."
Despite her rage Sam snorted with laughter. "I'll be sorry? You have to be fucking kidding me, go fuck yourself and the horse you rode in on!"
Hugo's face became very white and his mouth was suddenly a thin white line. "Very well, you've asked for this," he said and stalked into his dressing room where his bags had been laid out by the valet earlier that evening.
"What the fuck now?" Sam yelled after him when she suddenly heard a loud ripping sound and realised with a start that he had cut her full white wedding gown and ripped the flimsy skirt in two.
"Hugo, what's going on?" she started to yell at him when he pushed her down hard into the bed's silky softness and she felt the shiver of quicksilver metal on her skin and knew that he had just cut open her flimsy lace bridal panties and that her large white moon-shaped behind was completely bare to his gaze.
She was a short round woman of thirty-nine with large hips and a beautiful sculpted ass, with big bountiful breasts like lush watermelons and a round voluptuous stomach. She had profuse and luxuriant chestnut hair that she wore long but plaited neatly into a tight braid, and she normally sported a full thick bush like an unruly jungle on her chubby cunt, but, the previous day, had had it waxed away to a silky soft sheen in honour of her approaching nuptials.
"Now," Hugo cried, his voice thick with excitement, "now you will learn!"
Phew!!! Take a look at the book if that floated your boat and, if you want more spanking good fun, check out Restrained!