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“I said strip,” he told her roughly, “or I will strip it from you.”

When she continued tohesitate Phillip stood up abruptly, causing her to take a step back. He followed her and, reaching out, gripped the front of her nightgown in both hands. He gave the material a yank and it separated easily, tearing down the front. Another yank and it was torn clean in two from top to bottom.

Maggie was speechless. Phillip’s controlled violence was more exciting than his restrained tenderness had ever been. She couldn’t utter a sound of protest through the desire pounding in her head.

Phillip didn’t say a word, just pushed the torn nightgown off her shoulders and then stepped back and
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sat down on the bed.

His hot gaze caused Maggie to feel pride in her nakedness, a feeling quickly followed by shame. She should be mortified, not aroused. And yet this was what Phillip wanted, wasn’t it? From the bulge in his breeches, he was definitely aroused. She unconsciously licked her lips while gazing at his privates.

“I left that lesson out,” Phillip said quietly. He was encouraged by Maggie’s passivity rather than discouraged. She wasn’t running yet. And that hungry look in her eyes when she stared at his cock made him hopeful that soon she would suck it, but not tonight. He stood and unbuttoned his pants until his cock sprang free. He was fully aroused, and its length and width had always been a source of pride to him.

“This is my cock, Maggie. Say it,” he ordered, slowly stroking its length as her gaze widened, mesmerized by his actions.

“Cock,” she whispered, licking her lips again.

Phillip had to briefly close his eyes to get himself back under control, or his plans for the evening would be disastrously shortened. He opened them again and smiled at Maggie.

“Soon I’ll teach you how I like a woman to suck my cock, Maggie. Would you like that?To take me in your mouth?”

Maggie’s eyes flew to his in astonishment. “In my mouth?” she exclaimed.

Phillip laughedopenly, glad the tension had slightly eased. “Oh yes, Maggie. You’ll like that almost as much as you’ll like my mouth on your pussy.”

“Oh,” was all Maggie could say in a small voice.

Phillip sat back down on the bed. “Maggie, I’d like you to go get the small jar of cream I’ve put on your dressing table. Bring it to me.”

Maggie glanced behind her, surprised to see a jar there she didn’t recognize. When had he put it there?

She looked at him uncertainly but turned and retrieved the cream. She handed it to him and their fingers touched, causing Maggie’s fingers to burn as if she’d touched live fire. She yanked her hand back.

Phillip smiled knowingly at her and opened the jar, setting it on the bed next to him. He had left his trousers open, his rigid cock standing at attention. Maggie could not take her eyes off it. She knew it had been inside her before but that had been in the dark, under the covers. She’d never really seen it before.

The sight of it caused her pussy to clench in anticipation.

Because he had requested the cream, Maggie assumed he now wished her to lie down on the bed and spread her legs in preparation for “the act”, as she had begun calling it in her head. She was a little disappointed the fun part was ending but was curiously eager to complete the act tonight. She moved to walk past Phillip to the bed but he reached out and grabbed her arm.

“Where are you going?” he demanded, pulling her back in front of him.

“I…I assumed you wanted me to lie down now,” she responded, suddenly unsure. “So we could, you know.”

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“Fuck, Maggie. The word is fuck. Say it. I want you to get used to using these words because we’re going to spend a lot of time fucking from now on.”

Suddenly Maggie felt overwhelmingly shy. She couldn’t look at Phillip and she couldn’t bring herself to say the word, so she stared silently at the floor.

Phillip stood slowly and, placing one finger under Maggie’s chin, raised her face until she was looking at him.

“I guess we’ll have to spank you for not saying fuck too,” he said softly, kissing her cheek gently. He tipped her head to the side and his lips continued down to her throat where he placed an open-mouthed kiss on the pulse pounding there. After a moment he pulled back and gently blew on the wet spot he’d left behind, the sensation causing Maggie to shiver uncontrollably.

So intent was she on his actions it took a moment for his words to sink in. She pulled away with a squeak and Phillip laughed again. Maggie suddenly realized tonight was the first time Phillip had laughed when he came to her bedchamber. She liked his laugh, combined with this new forceful passion.

Phillip took her hand and pulled her lightly toward the bed and then he sat down again. He looked around on the floor for a moment and then scooted the small foot stool out from under the bed and placed his feet upon it, creating a level surface in his lap. He still hadn’t let go of her hand, and he pulled her over to him now.

Suddenly Maggie was scared. A spanking hurt. Surely Phillip didn’t mean to hurt her?But why else a spanking?

“Phillip,” she said in a small voice, fearful of once again disappointing him, “I’m scared.”

Phillip looked at her and let the dominant mask fall for a moment. His love and tenderness shone through his eyes.

“Maggie my love, I would never hurt you, not in a bad way. Any touch between us here, when we’re making love, is meant for your pleasure. You must trust me.”

Maggie knew this was the moment of truth, the moment she had to decide if she wanted to be a real wife to Phillip. It took less than a moment to answer with a resounding yes in her heart. She would,did , trust him in all things.

“What should I do?” sheasked, her voice stronger as she tried to be brave. Inside she was quivering with anticipation. Everything Phillip had done this evening had thrilled her. She sensed that this would too.

“That’s my girl,” Phillip murmured with a smile. Then he became serious and asked authoritatively,

“Have you been a bad girl, Maggie?”

“Yes,” she whispered, fearing and longing for her punishment.

“What have you done?”

“I…I looked at Jonathan with lust,” Maggie recited, remembering Phillip’s words earlier, “and…and I wouldn’t say the word you wanted me to.”

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As she spoke Phillip had pulled her very close. She had to straddle the footstool, her legs spread open, making her feel vulnerable. Phillip was running his hands up and down her arms to her hands where he softly rubbed their palms together and linked their hands, rubbing his fingers over the soft flesh between hers. She shuddered with desire. Never before had her hands felt so alive.

“What should I do with you, Maggie?” he asked softly, leaning forward to place hot, wet kisses on the mounds of her breasts.

Maggie gasped. Phillip had touched her there once or twice but never with his mouth. Oh God, she thought, don’t stop. Her nipples ached and she hoped he would kiss them too. No sooner did she think it than Phillip suddenly placed his mouth over one and sucked gently. A moan escaped Maggie and Phillip pulled back.

“Ah, no more of that, my dear, until you’ve learned your lesson.Come,lie down across my thighs, facing the floor. I’m afraid it’s a spanking for you.” He sounded so cross, as if he were really disappointed in her.

Maggie hesitated but a moment,then she awkwardly lay across his thighs. Phillip adjusted her until her bottom was slightly raised. She was finding it hard to breathe through her excitement.

“Nowbe a good girl for your spanking, Maggie, and you’ll be rewarded.” Phillip ran his hand lightly over the cheeks of Maggie’s bottom, warming them slightly. She couldn’t suppress the tremor that shook her at his touch.

“Yes, you like that, don’t you?” Phillip murmured, more to himself than Maggie. “What a delicious little ass you have, wife.”

Suddenly his hand descended on her right cheek, slapping it lightly, causing a marvelous little sting that made Maggie gasp. She arched her back and moaned at the heat igniting her pussy.

Phillip rubbed the spot he’d just tapped and then let his hand descend again. He did this several times until Maggie’s cheek was burning, then hetreated the other side to the same ministrations.

By the time he was done Maggie’s bottom was burning and her pussy felt like it was melting, she was so hot and wet. Maggie sobbed in mortification at how much she liked the abuse.

“God, Maggie, your ass is beautiful, all pink and hot from your spanking. Did you learn your lesson?”

Phillip asked her huskily, unbelievably aroused at Maggie’s response to the discipline.

“Yes, yes,” she cried out, hoping her humiliation was over.

“Then say it, Maggie, say the word,” Phillip ordered her.

Maggie shook her head in confusion. “What word?” she gasped as Phillip began rubbing her ass again.

His hand descended on her sensitive cheeks two more times, causing Maggie to moan and arch her back.

“You know what word, Maggie. What do you want me to do to you?” His tone was gentle, almost chiding.

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“Phillip, I can’t,” Maggie protested, resting her head against the counterpane. “Please don’t make me,”

she begged.

Without warning this time, Phillip’s hand descended again, sharper, and Maggie cried out.

“Say it,” he demanded roughly.

“Fuck me,” Maggie whispered hoarsely, hiding her head in shame.

Phillip’s hand descended again, and Maggie felt something building in her, a pressure,a need she didn’t understand.

“Oh God, Phillip, I said it!”

“Say it louder, Maggie,” he ordered her, punctuating his demand with another slap.

“Fuck me, Phillip!” Maggie cried out loudly. “Fuck me!”

Suddenly Maggie felt one of Phillip’s fingers on the entrance to her bottom, and it felt as if it had cream on it.

“Phillip, what are you doing?” she asked roughly, raising her head and trying to turn.

“Rewarding you, darling,” he purred, just as the tip of his finger entered her behind.

“Oh God!”Maggie cried out, involuntarily arching into his hand, forcing his finger deeper. Her muscles tightened around it, and Phillip gently moved his finger in and out.

“Relax, Maggie my love, and let me in. Doesn’t it feel good?” he crooned into her ear, licking the sensitive spot behind her earlobe. “Tell me if it feels good.”

Maggie was panting with exertion and excitement. Oh God, it did feel good—illicit, and sinful, and good.

She bit her lip and merelynodded, the words beyond her.

Phillip chuckled knowingly. “Oh yes, I knew you’d like it, angel. Such a glorious ass was meant for pleasure. I just want to pleasure you, pet, let me in, let me in,” Phillip chanted softly, all the while working his finger deeper into Maggie.

His voice was mesmerizing, his finger a sharp, biting fullness in her behind. As he began to move it in and out, Maggie started to moan helplessly. Soon a second finger joined the first, the pain-pleasure building until she thought she would melt away in the heat scorching her pussy.

“One more, my love, and then you’ll be ready,” Phillip told her quietly, as a third finger joined the foray.

Maggie lay defenseless across his lap now, her head moving restlessly as her hands clutched the bedclothes. Her back arched convulsively, driving her onto his fingers, and she moaned with each thrust.

Too soon, Phillip slowly pulled his fingers out and Maggie whimpered in despair. Phillip helped her to rise, but her legs were so shaky she couldn’t stand and he lifted her onto the bed. She lay there on her back quietly shaking, looking at him with glazed eyes as he quickly undressed.

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“I’m going to fuck you now, Maggie,” he told her gently, climbing on the bed.

He urged her hips up and placed a pillow beneath her so he could fuck her ass while pleasuring her pussy with his fingers. Part of him knew he was rushing things, but he couldn’t go another day without sheathing his cock in her beautiful ass.

“Phillip, please,” Maggie begged in a small voice, not sure what she was asking for. She had never experienced this kind of aching need before, never longed to have Phillip fill her completely.

She saw Phillip slather his cock with cream, his head thrown back as his hand massaged his engorged length. She closed her eyes in confusion. Surely she was wet enough? Then she felt Phillip’s cock, not at her pussy but against her bottom where his fingers had just been. Her eyes flew open.

“Phillip, no!” she cried out, trying to rise, but Phillip grabbed her hips and held her still.

“Maggie,” he panted, “trustme, please.”

Maggie lay back down, remembering her decision to trust him earlier. As he began to enter her, she forced herself to relax. He was so big, he’d never fit there, never! Her head began to twist restlessly on the bed as he slowly started to push his length into her.

“Oh God, Phillip,” she moaned, suddenly hot and shivery with the pleasure of his cock tunneling into her tight entrance.She continued to moan louder and longer as he slowly sheathed himself to the hilt in her.

Phillip had to stop and gather his control once he was buried in her ass. Her heat, her tightness, the soft cushioning flesh around him, all of it was better than he had ever dreamed. He wanted to slam into her until he came with a shout, but forced himself to go slowly. After several long, slow thrusts he pushed two fingers gently into the hot, wet, incredibly tight sheath of her pussy.

“Phillip,” she cried out, bucking her hips, driving his cock and his fingers deep.

“Yes, my love, fuck me back,” he urged her, continuing his thrusts.