A Wifely Duty

"Charles, what has come over you?" Glenna asked in a small voice. Her bottom was stinging, and she was looking at her husband of three months as if seeing him for the first time. "You are frightening me!"

"I don't wish you to be frightened, Glenna," he said gently. "I will never do anything to harm you, but nor will I put up with the type of marriage your parents have. You are a sweet young woman, and I wish to be proud of you. Occasionally you are going to do something that will displease me, and if it is something that puts your health or safety at risk, or is disrespectful or harmful to the peace and harmony of this house, then you will be punished. That is where we are today. You tried to manipulate me, my dear, by using your body and our bed as a weapon. It is time you learn that will not work.

"You have a lovely ass, Glenna," he told her, fondling her cheeks, "Even when you're red from spanking." When she gasped, he said, "You will be a lot redder by the time we retire tonight. I believe spanking keeps order in the home, and you will be spanked when I feel it is necessary, and perhaps even for our pleasure at times," he leaned down to kiss her neck."

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