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time the relationships lacked staying power. That was proved when shortly after the spankings, both relationships had ended. Jared concluded that neither woman was fully on board with the practice.
    That was why he’d gone to great lengths to discuss it with Melania and partly why he’d had the contract of consent drafted. He needed to be 100 percent sure his wife was committed to him and the lifestyle that would form the cornerstone of their marriage.
    Initially Melania’s relative youth and inexperience had concerned Jared: if older, wiser women were unable to embrace domestic discipline, how would Melania be able to? But as he fell more and more in love with her, his reservations ceased to matter. Their marriage would work because it had to. He couldn’t imagine spending his life with anyone but Melania. The fact that her parents were devoted members of Rod and Cane reassured him that she held a basic understanding of their roles as husband and wife. He could teach her the rest. That was what discipline meant, after all—to teach.
    He’d learned something about himself too. Melania’s innocence made him realize he was more old-fashioned than he’d thought. He’d always assumed his wife would be as sexually experienced as he was and close to his own age, but it thrilled him in a very primitive, selfish way to know that no man had had Melania before him. It pleased him, too, that she’d never been physically reprimanded by a lover. Her pussy and her ass were his.
    Jared had thought he would be prepared for this moment. But he hadn’t expected the feelings of love—and lust—the act of spanking would engender. The invitation of her submissive position, of her exposed sex, tempted him to sink to his knees and worship at the altar of perfection revealed to him. He wanted to lick her pussy, delve into her wet depths, make her moan in pleasure.
    Not cry out in pain. But she had to trust his instruction. If he permitted this matter to slide, the long-term consequences of her disobedience and lack of trust would undermine their marriage. When he put his foot down, it was for her welfare and the good of their union. If she flouted his authority, they would not move in sync and would not be able to achieve the deep intimacy they both desired.
    Jared had considered going easy on her by turning her over his knee and swatting her with the palm of his hand, but decided her first spanking needed to be memorable. He wouldn’t tolerate dishonesty.
    He picked up the paddle crafted of a half-inch plank of mahogany, sanded to the smoothness of silk. The implement measured about four inches wide by about a foot long. To test his aim and prepare her bottom, he cracked the paddle lightly against her right cheek. She jerked and emitted a small yelp. He repeated the action on her left cheek.
    He put a little more force into the next two blows, and her ass blushed pink. She gave a small grunt with each strike, more of surprise than real pain, he suspected. He caressed the area with his palm before stinging it again and watching the hue deepen.
    She colored so quickly, Jared could tell she would be very red before her punishment was over.
    “It’s time, Melania.” He lifted his arm.
     
    The sexual intimacy Melania enjoyed as a married woman hadn’t prepared her for the vulnerability she felt now. All she wore was her strapless bra, and she felt as if all her shields and pretenses had been stripped away with her clothing. She doubted she would have put herself in such a scary position if not for the requirement that she submit to her husband’s discipline. She was at his mercy and had no choice but to trust his judgment.
    She expected Jared to immediately wail into her with the nasty paddle he’d removed from his desk, but his touch had been almost reverent as he stroked her, his love evident. If she hadn’t been restrained, she would have lifted her hips, invited his fingers to delve into her cleft, enticed him to fill her with