James
“You don't? Why not?”
She shakes her head, slowly, tears glistening over her lashes once more. “He said he was going to fuck me then punish me. He said I had to accept it.”
He denied her a safe-word?
Oh, Christ….
Sitting beside her upturned rear, I apply salve, as gently as I can to her bruised ass, trying not to look at the rainbow of other bruises still fading across the rest of her body. “Tell me what happened.”
Her face sideways on the pillow, she wipes her face with the back of her hand. “You’d gone. I think you were with Richard and Beth. He said that while it was just the two of us, he wanted to talk. He said that even if we’re not married, I was his wife in every way that counted and what I did was unfair to you and him and that he wasn’t willing to build his life around someone who behaved like I did.…”