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“I thought I would take a shower with you. Give me your foot,” he said taking her ankle in his hand and gripping the riding boot to pull it off. “Other one.” He pulled the second boot off. “You stay there, and I’ll turn on the shower and adjust the water. Then we’ll get you out of that skirt.”
“Does it ever occur to you to ask me?”
“It does, but then I reject the idea.”
“Why?” she laughed.
“Because you have spent far too many years making far too many decisions with no one to lean on. You need to have a place where you can just indulge and be indulged—some place you don’t have to think or worry about anything other than pleasing me.” He caressed her face. “And you please me more than I can say.”
“I thought you said I was disobedient and disrespectful,” she teased.
He liked that she wasn’t the least bit afraid of him. He knew that to earn her trust and respect would take a bit of doing, but he would have them and her.
“You are, and when you are, you will take my discipline. I think you need that, too, dushka. You need to know your Dom is strong enough and tough enough that he can handle you when you get too far out in the weeds; that he can exert control and keep you in line when you go too far. This I will do for you, as well. But you should know, after discipline always comes forgiveness and usually pleasure.”
Once he had the water adjusted, Viktor removed his clothing, lifted her off the vanity and stripped her of her skirt before leading her into the shower. She moaned as the hot water hit her, and he let her sag back into his strength. Why was it that holding her like this made him feel every bit as much of a Dom as it did when he had a naked woman bound to the St. Andrew’s cross and used a flogger or a single tail to make her sub out? He’d never felt that way with anyone before, but he did with her, and he found he was growing to like it very much.
She reached back between them to run her hand down his cock that was quickly becoming engorged.
“No. You do not touch me sexually unless you have permission.”
“That doesn’t seem quite fair. You touch me sexually any time you want.”
“Yes, I do, for I am Dom, and you are sub.”
“Does it have to be that way for you?”
He nodded. Even though he believed that she needed his brand of dominance and control, he knew she might not yet be willing to believe that or give her submission to him voluntarily. No matter. He knew he was right, and that would be something about which she had no choice.
When she failed to remove her hand, and in fact squeezed his shaft sensually, Viktor took her hand and removed it from between them. With his other hand, he fisted her hair and tugged her down, bending her at the waist.
“Palms on the bench,” he said in a neutral tone. He could tell by the way her body softened and she widened her stance she was expecting to be fucked. She couldn’t have been more wrong. He landed his hand on her wet, exposed backside with a hard smack.
“What the hell, Viktor…” she yelped, trying to stand back up.
Grasping her hair, he pulled her back down. “No, Emerson. I told you earlier you would take my discipline, and you agreed. Have you changed your mind?”
“No, I just thought…”
“You just thought you’d top from the bottom. Sterling has that issue with your sister. I will not have the same with you.”
He smacked her again, and the sound rattled her only a moment before she felt the sting of his displeasure. He smacked her ass hard and fast, raining pain mixed with heat and a certain kind of pleasure wherever he connected. Emerson bit back tears, but couldn’t suppress the groan that escaped her lips. Just as she was becoming accustomed to the speed and rhythm he was using, he changed it up, spanking her slowly and holding his hand against flesh to trap the warmth and sting and pressing it into her skin.
As much as he enjoyed spanking her, and he had to admit that he did, he knew this was only the second time she’d ever been spanked. After an even dozen, he stopped.
“Who is your Master?”
“You are, Master.”
“You will not behave in the disrespectful manner you did this afternoon. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Master.”
“You will not touch me sexually without permission or invitation.”
“Yes, Master.”
“And you will learn to trust me.”
