The Broken Wife: I by P.t. Pelkin

Author:P.t. Pelkin [Pelkin, P.t.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Onion River Publishing
Published: 2015-10-02T05:00:00+00:00

Ricky waited for the screen to come back. She warned him Stefan edited it quickly while she waited to go home, thus be prepared for some choppiness to the scenes. No doubt the reason for the long breaks in the video. Of no mind, it gave him time to relax. To breathe. To convince himself she needed this. Brace himself for what’s to happen next.

The video returns. Holly, sitting in the same spot, sans jacket. Her bare shoulders, arms almost too much for him. He holds those arms, kisses those shoulders. She’d been advised to wear no jewelry, no piercings. No perfume, little if no makeup. The lighting of the room showing the finest detail of her face. The small scar on her right cheek. The tiny hairs at the upper corners of her mouth. Beautiful. Innocent. Kissable. Impossible to not be moved, to not start thickening, even if seeing her on a stupid video.

Shall we begin?

The man, Stefan. His voice strong, full, authoritative, comes in from off screen. On screen, his wife bites her lips together, nods. The man, Stefan, continues.

Good. You asked about a safe word. I do not believe we need one. I think we can both agree it’s much more exhilarating to work without a net. But a person must have limits, yes? Let us begin the vetting process. On the table before you I’ve placed the tools to be used during our session. Please pick up the first item for the camera to see.

Good, the wooden ruler. A classic means of punishment. For the life of me, I’ve lost count of how many times the Nuns used one just like this on me. At least once a day, if not twice, for the four years I suffered them. Regardless, I got whacked, a lot. Not always painful, no. But can be, as you soon shall see. Second item please.

Ah yes, the paddle. A half a meter of good solid hickory. Do you know slavery brought the paddle to your country? Oh yes, a slave who bore the scars of one whipped, returned a lower value at time of auction. Clear, convincing evidence of a trouble maker, as it were. Thus, to protect the value of their investment, masters used the paddle. Drilled holes into the striking face to lessen the wind resistance, increase the speed, the amount of pain inflicted by the paddle during its usage. Though it’s argued the broad face spreads the impact over the skin, lessening the pain. I guess we shall see. Next.

Ricky shook his head each time the old guy chuckled. His dislike of the guy, full, complete.

The belt. I wore this to my last promotion. I have always considered this fine piece of leather to bring me good luck. I know it has never let me down. See the buckle here? Pure gold. Let me assure you, you’ll feel the difference. Last item please.

Yes, my favorite. The riding crop. I used to ride. A stable of the finesse mares in all of the Maremures at my disposal.

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