Untamed (Without Mercy Book 3) by Libby Campbell

Author:Libby Campbell [Campbell, Libby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781990303142
Published: 2022-03-10T00:00:00+00:00

13

FORGIVENESS

1924 THE BLACK HEN ESTATE

Nelly squirmed and twisted as Roger carried her upstairs. She hoped for the Romance Room, but he walked past that option, into the Schoolroom. Freshly cleaned, it smelled faintly of lavender. Roger didn’t bother with formalities. He tipped her over the back of one of the armchairs and the action pushed her bottom high in the air. He then dragged her skirt up to her waist and her knickers down to her knees before he stepped back.

“Admiring the view,” he said.

She kicked out in the direction of his voice.

Smack. His hand cracked against her tender derriere. “Don’t try that again,” he scolded.

“Ow. This isn’t fair. You already spanked me today,” she complained.

“Fair? Are you three years old? What’s fair in life? I thought you were smarter than that.”

Smack.

She jumped but he had his hand on the small of her back holding her in place. Slaps rained down so fast she couldn’t catch her breath between them, but now, so soon after her first spanking, she didn’t resist. She went limp, gasping and moaning as the pain grew, no longer fighting what couldn’t be avoided. There was only one way out of this horror show: to bear it. It wasn’t fatal and it didn’t last forever. It just felt like it did.

When Roger decided it was over, he pulled her knickers away from her ankles and dropped them on the floor. He rolled her skirt back down, so she was modestly covered, but left her sprawled over the chair.

Suspended in that powerless position, she dreaded the humiliations yet to come. Only, Roger didn’t send her to the corner to sit on the high stool. No standing in the corner so he could admire his handiwork either. He didn’t bend her over the schoolmaster’s desk for the cane. She didn’t have to sit, bare bottomed, at the special student’s desk, the one that was engineered for post-spanking discomfort with a metal seat of a raised grid of zigzag patterns. Sitting that on cold latticework quickly added to the tenderness of a girl’s bottom. Nelly knew from firsthand experience how much it hurt after a taste of the hairbrush or cane.

So far, the worst rituals of the Schoolroom weren’t being brought down on her. Her breathing steadied although she knew she was far from home free. Another of his unnerving techniques: making her wait. Then, instead of any of the dire things she’d imagined, Roger surprised her by scooping her up in his arms. No longer a caveman claiming a prize, now he was a lover, carrying her tenderly. He sat down in the armchair with her on his lap. As he rocked her, he whispered words of kindness and love.

Exhausted, she leaned into him and accepted the comfort he offered.

He stroked her hair and asked, “Was I right? Were you stirring for a fight when we were downstairs?”

She nodded. She couldn’t deny it. He knew her too well.

“Why? I know it’s been a hard day. It’s been a hard month for you.

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