getting phone calls, heavy breathing… someone listening but not speaking on the other end of the phone. A man started following you to your car. You never saw who it was. He always managed to escape when you tried to confront him. He followed you in his car back to our apartment. We used to stay in Paris during the week. Then there were the anonymous presents you used to receive. You were terrified, but you didn’t tell me anything. Stupidly, you thought you could deal with the problem all on your own.” Raoul tapped his finger to his head in frustration. “Once you get an idea in your head, you will not be moved. You are a stubborn woman, Sabrina. I was forced to act and take you in hand.”
Sabrina straightened, slightly annoyed by his comment, but then he did have a point. It did sound exactly how she would have dealt with it. She wouldn’t have run to the nearest man like a helpless woman for help, husband or not. Raoul was bitter at her decision not to allow him to protect her and maybe on reflection, she should have at least told him what was going on.
He continued. “I only found out what was going on when Francine confided in me that she had found you crying after receiving a phone call at the chateau one weekend. I was so angry with you, Sabrina. I still am. Why did you not tell me?” he asked, raising his voice. “That was the weekend you learned I would not tolerate deceit and disobedience. I broke your stubbornness, broke you in to submission and our marriage changed for the better.”
“I don’t remember,” she lied, turning away so he could not see her blush.
“Really? I wonder. I think you are lying , cherie . There are many more memories floating inside that intelligent mind of yours and they are increasing. Remember I told you I do not permit deceit in our relationship. You agreed to my rules after your first spanking for lying to me, Sabrina. You were so tired and afraid of what was happening and you agreed your methods to stop this man from terrorizing you hadn’t worked. You were both ready for me to take control and wanted me to. I simply obliged. It was the way I wanted our marriage to be from the start. I had indulged your need to pretend you wanted control, but I knew it was only a matter of time before you would come to me asking me to take you in hand just as you did. I intend to continue where we left off.”
She watched him lower his eyes to her bottom. “I will be taking you to task for your lies later today. Consider the misdemeanour held on account.”
She didn’t dare doubt it. Mentally, she made a note not to lie to him. Already she was finding herself bending to his rules. To her frustration she found herself bowing her head and nodding, penitent. “I’m sorry.”
Did I really agree to be submissive to you?
Again her mind railed, but her clit throbbed and her sex creamed at the very suggestion of it.
“I informed the police,” he continued with a small smile of triumph at her apology. “I picked you up every night and made sure you were never alone. I heightened security at the chateau and apartment with armed men. Yet still you were taken from me, from our home.”
For no reason she could understand, Sabrina looked down at her hands and to her surprise found them shaking. A cold fear swept the length of her spine making her shiver. Flashes of bright colourful dresses accompanied by laughter and broken conversations forced their way into her mind’s eye. It felt so vivid and real as she stepped back into a vision of time past. She was anxious and expecting to see someone at the party, someone who frightened her on a scale she had never encountered before. Sabrina closed her eyes, holding her breath in anticipation of seeing the frightening identity of her attacker.
Chapter Six
Raoul now stood in front of her, gently prying her shaking hands from her face.
“Sabrina, are you all right? Are you remembering something?”
Sabrina nodded, desperately
Sabrina straightened, slightly annoyed by his comment, but then he did have a point. It did sound exactly how she would have dealt with it. She wouldn’t have run to the nearest man like a helpless woman for help, husband or not. Raoul was bitter at her decision not to allow him to protect her and maybe on reflection, she should have at least told him what was going on.
He continued. “I only found out what was going on when Francine confided in me that she had found you crying after receiving a phone call at the chateau one weekend. I was so angry with you, Sabrina. I still am. Why did you not tell me?” he asked, raising his voice. “That was the weekend you learned I would not tolerate deceit and disobedience. I broke your stubbornness, broke you in to submission and our marriage changed for the better.”
“I don’t remember,” she lied, turning away so he could not see her blush.
“Really? I wonder. I think you are lying , cherie . There are many more memories floating inside that intelligent mind of yours and they are increasing. Remember I told you I do not permit deceit in our relationship. You agreed to my rules after your first spanking for lying to me, Sabrina. You were so tired and afraid of what was happening and you agreed your methods to stop this man from terrorizing you hadn’t worked. You were both ready for me to take control and wanted me to. I simply obliged. It was the way I wanted our marriage to be from the start. I had indulged your need to pretend you wanted control, but I knew it was only a matter of time before you would come to me asking me to take you in hand just as you did. I intend to continue where we left off.”
She watched him lower his eyes to her bottom. “I will be taking you to task for your lies later today. Consider the misdemeanour held on account.”
She didn’t dare doubt it. Mentally, she made a note not to lie to him. Already she was finding herself bending to his rules. To her frustration she found herself bowing her head and nodding, penitent. “I’m sorry.”
Did I really agree to be submissive to you?
Again her mind railed, but her clit throbbed and her sex creamed at the very suggestion of it.
“I informed the police,” he continued with a small smile of triumph at her apology. “I picked you up every night and made sure you were never alone. I heightened security at the chateau and apartment with armed men. Yet still you were taken from me, from our home.”
For no reason she could understand, Sabrina looked down at her hands and to her surprise found them shaking. A cold fear swept the length of her spine making her shiver. Flashes of bright colourful dresses accompanied by laughter and broken conversations forced their way into her mind’s eye. It felt so vivid and real as she stepped back into a vision of time past. She was anxious and expecting to see someone at the party, someone who frightened her on a scale she had never encountered before. Sabrina closed her eyes, holding her breath in anticipation of seeing the frightening identity of her attacker.
Chapter Six
Raoul now stood in front of her, gently prying her shaking hands from her face.
“Sabrina, are you all right? Are you remembering something?”
Sabrina nodded, desperately
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