“You can wrap your arms around me, Nara. It’s okay.” he said softly. Gingerly, she slowly brought her arms around him, coming to rest her head against his brawny chest, her sobs gradually reducing as the intense pain on her bum started to ebb.“Let’s get you a bit comfortable.” he said and lifted her onto his shoulder, taking her to the living room where she noticed for the first time that there was a big automatic couch that doubled as a bed in there. Gently, he lay her on her side, brushing her hair away from her wet cheeks. Her sobs were down to sniffles by now. “Shh, it’s okay.” He encouraged soothingly and she was surprised at the tenderness he was showing her but it helped her finally stop crying. “I need you to relax. I’ll get some balm so you can heal quickly.”She tensed up, her body protesting any reference to contact with her smarting bum.“Shh, just relax, I’ll be gentle, I promise. I gave you the pain. Now I’ll take it away.”Her protesting muscles slowly gave way as sh

By evening, after dinner, Inara realized that she had not written her vow. She got into her room, grabbed a pen and sheet of paper, then sat down at her dresser to think. Words didn’t come.She tried to remember what the other brides she had watched in church used to read from their paper. They always said sweet things. But her own wedding wasn’t normal. It made it difficult to write anything.After more pondering with no headway, she decided to let her heart lead her and before long, she had finished writing the vow that she would read.

After the wedding ceremony, Inara found herself in a familiar situation, which was being in a car alone with Lemuel.The only difference was that, they were in their wedding clothes and she was seated beside him in the Range Rover that had brought him to church. The luggage she had carefully packed the previous night was in the booth and a low jazzy music was playing in the car as he navigated them through the streets.Inara recognized the apartment where he had punished her and quickly looked away. That hadn’t been funny.

When the door swung open, she saw that he had changed into dark grey pajamas but without the top on. Seeing him all bare chested again made her catch her breath and he walked straight towards her and enveloped her in his arms. Feeling soothed and seeing his earlier anger gone, she responded, circling her arms around him. “I really want a bath sir.”“You’ll have one now Nara, come with me.”

Inara lay beside him in the aftermath of their lovemaking, her mind entirely befuddled about how shamelessly she had cried out in the throes of her pleasure beneath him.His voice whispering sweet words in her ears, coaxing her on was also something she had greatly enjoyed. It made her body want more which brought another source of shame to her. She also felt some ache between her legs and groaned.“Time to ease your sore sweetheart.” he said and carried her off the bed, taking her back to the bathroom where she welcomed a warm bath, allowing the water to soothe her. Then he left to change the sheets and she heard him using the washing machine.When he returned, he joined her in the tub and began washing her again gently, until she felt all the shyness leaving her body. When he grabbed her hand, bringing it to massage his hardening shaft, her eyes widened as she felt it swelling in her hand but he just chuckled in amusement.“Better stop