I lifted up, bringing her with me, turning her into my arms. “I have to go, but tomorrow night, I promise. Just you and me.” Kissing her again, I truly hated leaving her.
“Thank you, Jack.” The soft tenderness in her voice was warm and appreciative.
“No, baby, thank you.” Adjusting her skirt to cover her I couldn’t resist lowering my lips to her forehead and kissing it one last time. “I’ll see you soon.”
Leaving her was not something I wanted at the moment, and the only sense of pleasure I got from it was knowing that Julia would know I’d fucked my wife before visiting her. I called her to let her know I was coming and to be prepared when I arrived. She was going to pay for forcing my hand tonight and I hoped she was ready for the price.
When I arrived at the building where I put her up, my mood was darker than even I felt comfortable with. To her good fortune, she was undressed and waiting for me in the playroom. I didn’t greet her or use any pleasantries as I bound her bent over, an exam table with that ass waiting for whatever I chose to do tonight.
“You have been a very bad girl, slave. Do you know what I do to bad little girls?” She was trembling just like she should have been, but instead of calming my rage, it increased it tenfold.
“No, Master.”
Walking over to the wall I pulled down a cane and brought it over to her. She rested face down and I presented it to her mouth. “Suck.” Obediently, she did as I asked, her tongue wetting it nervously until I was satisfied.
Moving back to her waiting ass, I fucked her pussy with it, showing no restraint. When she was on the brink of orgasm, I removed it and brought it down painfully on the back of her thighs. Julia got off on the pain I gave her, just like she always had. There was nothing sexy about the way she moaned like a cat in heat as I left small welts over her legs and ass. Until she cried, I was completely unmoved as I controlled the movement where I could give her just the right amount of pain that didn’t leave her with permanent scars.
Only then did my cock rise to the occasion. “You haven’t pleased me, so I’m going to fuck that ass tonight.” I thought of my sweet Emily and how easily I’d taken her, and it pissed me off knowing it was something we’d shared. Not that I would give this woman the same tenderness, but the motions would still be there. I pulled out a condom from my wallet before dropping my pants and underwear to my knees, rolling it over my engorged length, I moved between Julia’s wide spread legs and fucked her without any lubrication.
Normally, I wasn’t so unfeeling, even with her, but I wanted to hurt her tonight. Her soft cries of pain made my cock even harder as I fucked without consideration. I came so fast that it didn’t last more than two minutes, and I wished I could have continued hurting her that way. Pulling free, I dressed quickly leaving her bound.
“Do not speak to Bentley again unless you are in need of medical services. Do you understand?”
When she hesitated, I picked up the cane and brought it down with a whoosh on her already blood red ass.
“I understand, Master.” She cried out, past her pain tolerance.
“Good. And, Julia?”
“Yes, Master?” Her soft words were tearful as she replied.
“Don’t fuck with me. I pay for this house, and if you disappoint me I’ll make sure no Dominant in the world ever touches you again. Think about it. No home, no more money, and no more pleasure. Are we clear?”
“Yes, Master.” I undid her bindings and she slid off the bench, kneeling at my feet.
Giving her the only compassion I felt she deserved, I stroked her hair. “Remember, if you want to walk away all you need to do is say the word.” Feeling my small amount of affection finished, I walked back out the way I came, doubtful she’d be stupid enough to ever challenge me again.
chapter Sixteen
Who is Jack?
Jack had come home late last night, and I only knew what time it was because the sound of shower woke me up. He worked so hard and I couldn’t be happier that he always made time for me and baby Katherine. I knew he only had hours to sleep before returning to the office, so I’d gotten out of bed, walked to the bathroom and retrieved his clothes for the laundry.
I’d just finished feeding the baby, and thanks to Donna, I didn’t suffer from the lack of sleep I knew most mothers did that couldn’t afford a nanny. She was truly a godsend. Especially in those first few months when I had no idea how to be a good mother. She’d taught me so much.
Smiling as I walked them to the laundry room, I cleaned out his pockets so the maid wouldn’t have to later. As I pulled out his wallet, a piece of paper fell out, and I didn’t know whether it belonged there or not so I read it.