Risa's Story

Taken: Risa’s Story By Laylah Roberts ©2012 by Laylah Roberts in cooperation with Blushing Books®

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Prologue Earth 3512 The day started off like any other. It was a rather drab and dreary day. Thick, gray clouds covered the sky, casting a gloomy appearance about the city. But while most people were just waking to the chilly weather, dreading the thought of leaving their warm houses for the cold outside, Risa was smiling as she ran her normal route around the park. Rain, hail, or sunshine, it didn’t matter to her, she never missed her daily run. Friends and family had tried to talk her out of this morning ritual many times, usually citing reasons of safety. Could she not run with a buddy, or in a gym, or at least at a more decent hour when others were around? Risa, of course, ignored them all, thinking them needlessly overprotective. What they didn’t understand was that she needed to run, needed the feelings it induced, the freedom, the adrenaline rush, the satisfaction. She wasn’t ignorant of the dangers. Not at all. The news each night was filled with murders, rapes and robberies, which was why she’d stopped watching it. Risa simply preferred to think of people as mainly good and lawful. A historian by trade and a dreamer by nature, she preferred to lose herself in the past rather than worry about the now. Risa pushed herself to increase her speed. Adrenaline pumped through her, fueling her body. Cold wind whipped at her, icy rain stinging her skin but she barely noticed as endorphins sent her soaring. Something sharp pricked her arm. Irritated, Risa brushed at her arm, not bothering to stop. She continued to run on, slowing as lethargy filled her body. She faltered, stumbling. “What the hell?” she murmured as swaying, she fell to one knee, her limbs heavy and unwieldy. Nausea nearly choked her before she bent over and threw up violently. Risa struggled to think through the thick fog engulfing her. She blinked, her vision growing hazy as she fought for enough breath to scream. All that came out was a tiny squeak. She collapsed on her side, her face squishing into the cold mud. The world grew dark. Was she dying? Was she having a stroke? Black. Stay awake. Fight back. Do not give in. Someone picked her up, carrying her. Through sheer willpower she forced her eyes open long enough to catch the barest glimpse of a large man, his face blurred. Unable to stop herself, her head fell against his chest as he clasped her close. Risa finally gave in, falling unconscious as he carried her away from all she had ever known.

Chapter One Risa swallowed heavily, desperately trying to ignore her nausea. It bubbled inside her, making her stomach clench. “Ohh,” she groaned, curling in on herself miserably. She kept her eyes closed— opening them would be way too much effort. She whimpered as her stomach rolled and bubbled. Please, not again. “Shh,” someone whispered. “Over you go.” Warm hands turned her on her side, guiding her head over the edge of the mattress. Risa gave in, her whole body bucking as she threw up violently. “That’s it, lie on your stomach.” Risa was no match for the hands that helped roll her onto her stomach. She was exhausted, completely weighed down with fatigue. Had she ever been this ill before? If so, she couldn’t remember. She shivered as the blanket covering her was lifted. Where were her flannel PJ’s? Was she naked? Slightly cooler air hit her skin. Everywhere. Oh hell. Yep, most definitely naked. Perhaps she should protest… she was certain she should be embarrassed. But frankly, she couldn’t quite work up the energy to care. Maybe she was in the hospital. Perhaps she’d come down with a really bad case of the flu. In which case the nurse had probably seen numerous naked bodies, what was one more? Suddenly, without warning, her butt cheeks were parted and something wet placed against her bottom hole. What the hell? Risa made a muffled protest, attempting to move, but she was weak as a kitten and a large, warm hand easily held her still as something cool and thin slid inside her. Not painful but weird. “Whaare you doin’?” she slurred, her mouth wasn’t working properly, the muscles slack as she drooled a little. Had she had a stroke? Panic unfurled in her stomach, adding to her discomfit. Making a Herculean effort, she reached back and attempted to swat away whatever it was assaulting her. A smack landed on her bottom, shocking her. She froze. “Stay still while I take your temperature, miss,” a stern voice ordered. Her temperature? Why was this nurse taking her temperature anally? What sort of hospital was this? The thermometer shifted in her bottom. It was twirled around as though the woman was trying to add to her embarrassment. If only she wasn’t so ill, she’d give the crappy nurse her opinion on her skills. The thermometer was pulled from her bottom and Risa sighed with relief. “Just as I thought, you’re running a temperature.” I could have told her that for free, Risa thought grumpily before she was rolled onto her back. She moaned wretchedly, her stomach protesting the movement. As she fought back nausea, she felt her legs being raised and lifted. This drew her bottom up off the bed. Before she could resist her hips were lowered, her bottom resting on some sort of cloth. Then her legs were parted and the soft material brought around her bottom and privates. Oh my God, was the woman diapering her? Like a freaking baby! What the hell was going on?

Her arms were heavy and cumbersome, but still she lifted them, clumsily pushing at the diapers. Trying desperately to remove them. Instantly, her hands were grabbed and smacked sharply. “Ow,” she whimpered. Opening her eyes, she stared blearily up at the frowning nurse. “No,” the nurse said sternly. “No touching.” Risa’s arms were forcibly raised and tied above her head. “Now, sleep.” To her surprise, she did. *** Risa woke tired and grouchy. Her stomach felt raw, empty and her mouth was as dry as the Australian outback. Irritated and unused to being ill, she scrunched her face and let out a grumpy sigh. Opening her eyes, she groaned as harsh light assaulted her sensitive eyes. Even her hair was annoying her; it was all over her face, getting in her mouth. And why was she sleeping with her arms above her head? Her shoulders ached and she whimpered at the discomfort. Risa attempted to lower them, but they simply would not move. “Urgh.” She tugged frantically. What the hell was around her wrists? Risa forced her eyes open, blinking through the pain and glared up at her hands through strands of red hair. Someone had tied her to the bed. Someone had wrapped ropes around her wrists and bound her. What kind of sicko…she looked down and saw exactly what kind of sicko she was dealing with. Someone who kidnapped women, bound them, and then placed them in diapers. No way. Uh-uh, no way was this happening to her. She was going to fight her way free and then she was going to kick someone’s ass. Just as soon as she recovered. This illness had taken everything out at her. Breath coming in frantic pants, she pulled at the rope surrounding her wrists. Who had kidnapped her and why? Obviously whatever they’d sedated her with had made her ill. Why had they brought her here? And why on earth would they diaper her? Suddenly her bladder gave out an urgent signal, the pressure making her gasp. Oh no. Surely they didn’t expect her to pee in a diaper? How humiliating. Risa had to get out of here now. She didn’t know where she was, but there was no way she wanted to be here when whoever had done this got back. Her bladder gave another urgent signal. “Oh no, oh no.” No way was she peeing in a diaper. But the rope around her wrists wasn’t budging. All she was doing was tiring herself out and rubbing her wrists raw. “Damn it,” she swore, giving in. She needed some help. “Hey, someone, let me go. I have to go to the bathroom. Hey!” She continued screaming until she was hoarse and her legs were crossed with the effort of holding back her pee. “Shit, shit, shit,” she cursed. “Enough of that swearing,” she was scolded as a large woman walked through the doorway. She was tall and broad although in no way fat. She wore a light gray shirt and black pants. A dark gray smock covered her clothes. Even her hair was gray and not a hint of makeup touched her lined face. It was as though she’d been bleached of every hint of color.

“Let me up, I need the bathroom,” Risa ordered through clenched teeth. “You have a diaper on, you could have used that,” the woman continued on as she deftly undid the diaper and pulled it out from Risa’s bottom. Risa wanted to ask her questions, to find out where the hell she was, but she was too busy concentrating on not letting go and making a mess. Sweat pooled and ran down her back at the effort it took to hold onto her full bladder. The woman moved to the head of the bed and released her. Her wrists remained tied together, though, as the nurse helped her up. “Come on, then, down you come.” The bed was very high and she had to help Risa down. The pressure against her bladder was incredible and she could only shuffle awkwardly behind the woman as she led her to a corner. There was no door so where the hell was the bathroom? The only thing over there was a chamber pot. “You have got to be kidding me,” Risa said between clenched teeth. The woman turned to her with a raised brow. “It’s this or I put you in a diaper again and frankly I don’t think you’ll make it back to the bed without making a mess. And you’ll be cleaning it, not me. I don’t know what the problem is; you’ve been using the diaper just fine since you’ve gotten here.” “What?” Risa yelped as the nurse forcefully pushed her down to crouch over the pot. Her bladder paid no attention to her embarrassment, immediately letting go as the woman stood over her. “Where am I? What am I doing here? Who are you? How long have I been here? You know, you’re going to be in so much trouble once I’m found.” The woman just sighed and shook her head. “You foreign girls are all the same. Questions and threats. But once you learn your place, you’ll be as obedient as the rest of them.” Learn her place? Foreign girls? What did that mean? Was she on a different continent? The nurse didn’t have a discernible accent. Finished, Risa tried to rise, but the woman clasped her shoulder and held her down. “You’ll wait there until I give you leave to get up, young lady.” Risa flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment. “I will not,” she yelled, struggling to free herself of the woman’s hold. But she was terrifyingly weak and her attempts to gain her freedom where easily countered by the surprisingly strong woman. “You will cease this nonsense right now or pay the consequences,” the woman threatened. “Let me go, you old bitch.” Suddenly Risa was pulled forward onto her hands and knees. A large hand on the back of her neck pushed her down further, until her head was resting against the cold wooden floor. Risa didn’t have a chance of fighting free. The woman was incredibly strong and Risa wasn’t even close to full strength yet. Smack! Smack! Smack! Risa screamed as the other woman’s hand landed on her buttocks. The pain was incredible. She’d never been spanked in her life. Corporal punishment had been outlawed years ago. Smack! Smack! Risa tried to scramble forwards, but the woman’s hold on her neck never faltered. Her skin was on fire as the spanking continued on and on until all she could do was sob and plead incoherently for the other woman to stop.

“Please stop. Please, it hurt. Please,” she cried. Smack! Smack! The woman stopped. Risa continued to sob, her bottom aflame. “Stay right there,” the woman ordered. “Move one inch and I’ll get the paddle.” Risa let out a low moan, but stayed exactly where she was, not willing to risk more chastisement. “Spread your legs so I can clean you properly.” With a whimper, she hesitated. Smack! Quickly, Risa widened her legs, moaning quietly as something cool and wet was wiped thoroughly over her folds. Then her butt cheeks were parted roughly, with no care given to their swollen, fiery state and the cloth was wiped down the cleft of her ass. The woman even pressed the damp rag into her asshole. Risa had never been so humiliated in her life. “Right, you may stand now.” The woman had to help Risa up. She was so exhausted, she was swaying. With a minimum of fuss the woman had her back on the table, diapered and tied once more before she left without a word. Risa closed her eyes and cried. *** Risa was bored. So incredibly bored. She’d awoken a while ago, her stomach thankfully feeling a lot better. But she had nothing to do except lie there and worry. Besides the bed she was tied to, the only other furniture in the room was a large, wooden chair that didn’t even have a cushion on it, and a large chest of drawers. That was it. Oh, except for a few candles that lit the room surprisingly well. The electricity must be out. And it was all horribly old-fashioned looking. Like she was in an antique shop. There wasn’t even a vid screen. How did these people communicate? Although that could be deliberate since she was being held against her will, they probably didn’t want her attempting to get hold of the outside world. Not that she could, tied to this bed—a bed which had an incredibly hard, uncomfortable mattress. She stared around the room, trying to convince herself that the walls weren’t closing in on her. Risa was claustrophobic. Generally it was only small spaces that affected her. Anything bigger than an elevator she could usually stomach without a problem. So long as it had windows. If she could see outside she was okay. There were no windows here. And even though it was a really large room, she’d been stuck in here for what seemed like ages. Plus her lack of ability to move, to do anything but lie there was playing with her mind. “Hello! Hello!” she yelled out again, tears leaking from her eyes. She tried to hold them back, disgusted with herself. But as time dripped by incredibly slowly, Risa couldn’t fight the fear any longer. She started to sob, big huge heaving sobs of tears. The door opened. Risa tried to pull herself together as she stared over through blurred eyes at the two people who had entered the room. “Hey, where am I? Who are you? Let me go!” She tugged at her wrists, attempting to blink the tears from her eyes.

“Well, she’s certainly got a voice on her, we’ll have to cure her of that,” a highpitched voice said. A cloth appeared in front of her face. “Blow,” she was ordered by the same woman who’d spanked her earlier. Risa longed to protest, but she desperately wanted to clear her nose. When the cloth was removed, and with her eyes cleared of tears, Risa peered up at the two people staring down at her. She was correct. It was the woman from before. Still in the same hideous clothes. Risa turned her gaze to the man beside her. Her first thought was that he was a bit like a bouncy ball. About as broad as he was tall, not that he was all that tall. His shirt could barely be buttoned over his wide chest and full stomach. Risa watched as he took a deep breath and waited in fascination for the buttons to pop right off. But the shirt hung on, clinging to dear life. She raised her gaze to his face. His neck was saggy, his jowls large and heavy. He had a wide mouth. Huge, bulbous eyes peered down at her with frank enjoyment. She remembered then that she was naked except for her diaper, her breasts on display. “Please, untie me.” He pinched one of her nipples painfully and she sucked in a breath. Oh God, did he mean to rape her then? He licked his lips and it hit her. He looked like a toad. She shuddered, wrinkling her nose. Gross. Reaching down a hand, he touched her breast again. Risa shied away. “Now, now, we’ll have none of that, my girl,” he exclaimed in a high-pitched voice that reminded her off an overexcited fourteen year old girl. “She hasn’t been punished yet?” he asked. “I had to give her a small spanking, but nothing major,” replied the woman. Nothing major? Risa shifted uncomfortably as she remembered that spanking. It had sure seemed major to her. “I wouldn’t do that without your presence. Besides, she only just woke up. She was very ill from the transportation. They gave her too many drugs.” “Excellent.” Risa expected him to rub his hands in glee. The woman glared at him disapprovingly. “I mean, umm, I’ll talk to them about that. But for now it’s time to introduce her to her new life. Huh, precious?” he crooned grotesquely. “Look buddy, I don’t know who you are or why you kidnapped me, but as soon as my family discovers I’m missing they will be all over this place, and then I am going to kick your ass. Do yourself a favor and let me go.” His face filled with anger, a deep purple discoloring his skin. “You insolent brat. Well, you will soon learn the proper way to address your betters. And as for your precious family, you will never see them again. There is no chance they will ever find you here on Rayshod. So you might as well resign yourself to that now. It will cause you a lot less problems in the long run. You’re mine now. And I intend to teach you to be a proper, obedient Rayshod wife.” Risa gulped, nausea bubbling once more as her panic grew. “What do you mean, here on Rayshod? I can’t be on Rayshod.” Rayshod was a backward planet. They didn’t even have the ability to space travel and if they did, they wouldn’t be able to get through Earth’s planetary guard, surely.

But why would he lie? What would that possibly gain him? Maybe he thought it would stop her trying to escape. Please let that be it. If she really was on another planet, well, it didn’t even bear thinking about. However, Rayshod hadn’t always eschewed technology. Years ago, before she was born, Rayshod had been one of the leading planets in the Universe, a planet with so much wealth and so technologically advanced that its people had grown arrogant and taken their natural resources for granted. The ecology of the planet suffered hugely, and by the time Rayshod’s leaders had decided to do something about the strain the planet was under, it was already in a bad state. Famine, drought and disease wrecked the planet, and many of the weakest, the children and women, died. To save their planet the leaders of Rayshod had ordered the whole population to turn back to the old ways, including purging the planet of most of its technology and reverting to old practices and beliefs. Rayshod kept to itself now. There was little interaction with the rest of the Universe. From what she knew from her school studies, the people of Rayshod now use horses instead of hovers for transportation. Instead of having cookquick’s they instead had kitchens and cooked on open fires. When they’d studied the planet’s customs and practices, she’d been fascinated. She’d even been condescendingly amused at their social customs. Men were considered the head of the household, women the submissive partner. Men earned a living while women stayed at home and looked after the household and produced babies. She’d even seen an image of a woman over a man’s knee being spanked. She’d been intrigued by that image. Returning to it again and again. Rayshod used to have strong ties with Earth. The first people to settle on Rayshod had even come from Earth over a thousand years before. But once The Change had occurred, Rayshod had broken their ties with everywhere. They hadn’t allowed visitors to the planet in years, not wanting the modern world to intrude on what they had. Probably didn’t want to tempt their own people away, Risa had thought at the time. And now it was possible that she was on this crazy planet. If she was, she was doomed. No one would ever think to look for her here. “You don’t space travel,” she whispered looking frantically from the nurse to the toad, trying to figure out what was going on. “Everyone knows that. It’s simply not true. It can’t be.” “Can’t it? We used to space travel, why can’t we again? We were once leaders in this great Universe, and we can be again. Once we build up our population. Which is where you come in, my dear. You are going to help breed the next generation of breeders and fighters for this planet.” His eyes grew crazy. He was insane. The Toad grinned maliciously. “Let’s get her completely naked and see what we have here.” “What? No? You can’t do this!” “Really? And just who is going to stop us?” he asked. Before she could attempt to kick out and protect herself, the nurse had both her ankles held in one large hand. She raised Risa’s legs and bent them back against her chest. The Toad produced ropes from the side of the bed which he tied around her legs just above the knee then pulled them tight, opening her fully. Risa pulled frantically, but the ropes didn’t loosen one iota. She was well and truly stuck. She could kick her feet but it did her no good, they weren’t going to hit anyone.

“Let me go,” she yelled. “You sick bastards, you can’t do this. Help!” she screamed. “Someone help me.” The woman stripped off her diaper and then something landed on her butt, leaving a streak of fire. Risa quickly shut up, her breath stolen by the pain. She glanced over at the Toad as tears welled in her eyes. He held a nasty looking length of leather in his hand. “That shut you up, didn’t it, my dear? And there is plenty more of that for naughty little girls. Now, I suggest you quiet down or I will gag you.” Risa bit her lip. The last thing she wanted was to be gagged. “Very good,” he crooned. “I knew you’d see things my way. Now, this is the way things are going to go from now on. You have been brought here to my training facility to be made into a proper Rayshod wife. Here on Rayshod our women are obedient, submissive and they serve one important purpose above everything else and that is that they must procreate and help generate the next generation. “We have very few women of childbearing age. Because our women are so scarce, often our men must share them. Many relationships have two or three husbands and one wife. And believe me, she is kept very busy. Rayshod women must be prepared to handle multiple husbands, to soothe them after a hard day’s work, to accept them into their beds at any time they wish. They must be quiet, meek, and obedient. And that, my dear, is what you are going to become.” “Like hell,” Risa spat at him, infuriated. Become some baby breeding sex machine for multiple men? No way. Rather than becoming furious as she’d expected, he smiled. “That’s what I thought you would say. Now, this is your nurse, she will see to most of your training and discipline. But for this first session, I always take great pleasure in punishing the new girls.” With that the strap descended on her poor bottom. Risa shrieked as fiery pain enveloped her body. Repeatedly the strap landed until she was beside herself, sobbing, writhing desperately against her bonds. “Please stop, please,” she begged, unable to stop herself. Her pride melting away in the face of such overwhelming pain. The strap continued to land, now covering the back of her thighs, making her scream. Finally, he stopped, but the pain continued on. It felt as though she’d been burned. Her butt cheeks and thighs throbbing incessantly. The Toad moved into her vision before a cloth landed over her face, wiping her eyes. Risa blew her nose. The cloth disappeared and he leaned down, grabbing a single breast hard. Risa whimpered. “Welcome to your new life,” he murmured. “I’ll leave her in your capable hands, Nurse Agnes. The doctor is expecting her tomorrow morning. I have to go check on our other new girls. One of them is a Vartan. She’s putting up quite a fuss.” He didn’t sound overly concerned. Risa swallowed and licked her lips. The pain in buttocks hadn’t abated one iota. She needed a bucket load of ice. Now. “May I have some water, please?” she asked the woman, her throat dry from her screaming. Play it nice, Risa, she told herself. Getting the other woman onside could well be her only avenue of escape. And she really needed to escape. No way could she survive this. No way. The other woman eyed her for a moment then nodded, seeming to come to some decision.

“Yes, you need some rehydrating. Some nutrition too. Although something soft, we don’t want to upset your stomach.” Rather than untying her as Risa had hoped, the nurse bustled around. Risa was embarrassed by how exposed she was. Everything was on display, her bottom, her pussy, her breasts. Risa wasn’t ashamed of her body, but she wasn’t into exhibitionism. The nurse returned with a bottle in her hand. She reached down and pushed the oversized nipple against Risa’s mouth. Risa’s jaw dropped in shock. The nurse took advantage and slipped the nipple into her mouth. Risa swallowed reflexively. A small trickle of water slid down her throat. She twisted her head to the side, and the nipple slipped free. “You have got to be kidding me,” she said, glowering up at the woman. “I am not a baby. I don’t need diapers, I don’t need spankings and I do not need to use a baby’s bottle. Give me a glass.” “Seems like someone wasn’t punished enough,” the nurse said sternly. Smack! Risa screamed. Coming on top of the strapping she’d just received, that single smack was enough to have tears welling in her eyes once more. “You have been ill.” Damn, the woman’s hand was like a paddle! “Once you are feeling better and are showing a vast improvement in attitude then perhaps we will see about giving you the privilege of using a proper glass.” Smack! Smack! Smack! “But right now I do not wish to tidy up any messes you make. Understand?” Risa nodded, sobbing, tears rolling down her face. She took the nipple in her mouth without question.

Chapter Two “Where are we going, nurse?” Risa dared to ask. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been in this place—there were no windows in the room she was kept in. And today was the first time she’d been allowed out. She hadn’t seen that awful little fat man since he’d punished her. Thank God. However, her plan to get the nurse on her side was failing miserably—she’d ignored all of Risa’s pleas to help her escape. Risa had talked of her family, her friends, her life, anything to garner her sympathy. The nurse had gagged her. Risa hadn’t dared to mention her old life since. Instead she would watch and wait for an opportunity to escape. Except she spent most of her time tied to the bed. At least the nurse had given her more slack on the rope so she was able to bring her hands down to her chest. What if she really was in Rayshod? She shuddered. It didn’t bear thinking about. How would she escape the planet once she was out of here? Who would help her? She’d have to fend for herself. But somehow, she would get home. She had too. Her parents must be frantic by now. Risa had experienced things she’d never imagined. Bare-bottom spankings, diapers, chamber pots, a total lack of privacy, lack of any sort of respect. She’d been treated like an object. This morning—and she could only guess it was morning—the nurse had come in. She’d immediately walked over to Risa and helped her to the chamber pot, only letting her up when it suited her and then Risa wasn’t allowed to clean herself afterwards. No, it seemed the nurse took great delight in wiping her private area. She’d then started lecturing Risa on how to be an obedient, dutiful wife. After the long and ridiculous spiel she’d been forced to listen to, Risa had been untied from the bed. The nurse had sat her up and placed a scrap of material around her neck like a scarf. The two narrow pieces fell over each breast, just covering her nipples but not much else. The long scarf fell to just above the top of her hips. The nurse had placed a wide leather belt around her waist, cinching the scarf in placed. Her arms had been placed through loops attached to the belt and tightened so they were stuck at her side, leaving her no way to cover herself or to fight. Two more pieces of material were attached to the belt, one in the front and one in the back to give her some semblance of cover, although a stiff breeze would take that away. “Right, down you come.” The nurse had helped her down then attached a lead to another loop at the front of the belt. She held the other end in her hand. There was about twenty inches of slack, if that. “Come along, then,” the nurse said, tugging at the lead. As though she were a dog. Risa would’ve balked, but she’d desperately wanted out of this room. “Nurse?” she queried again, following along behind the woman. The nurse turned to her with a sigh. “We’re going to have to do something about that mouth of yours.” Risa gulped. That sounded rather ominous. “We’re going to see the doctor. You, along with the other new girls, need to be checked before we can put you with the other girls.” “I feel fine now,” Risa said. And she did. “Then the doctor should clear you. But we can’t have you interacting with our other girls if you’re ill in any way.”

Risa shut up. Other girls? As much as it sickened her to think of others in her predicament, she craved company. She was tugged around a few corners before the nurse came to a large door. It was nearly eight foot tall and thick, Risa doubted she’d be able to open it, yet the nurse pushed it open with no sign of strain. Risa swallowed heavily. These people were strong. Really strong. She stepped behind the nurse into a large room. On one side there was a padded doctor’s bed with stirrups. A small table on wheels held a number of glistening instruments. A lamp with a long neck stood beside the bed, as did a small stool. Oh hell. Somehow Risa didn’t think this was going to be a normal examination. There was another table at the far end of the room with a towel draped over it. Beside it was a tall stand. Hanging from the stand was a bag filled with clear liquid. A long tube was draped around the top of the stand. It looked a little like an IV stand and Risa wondered if it was there for very sick patients. A quiet sob came from the other side of the room, followed by a loud smack. She whipped her head around to see four women standing to her right. How had she missed them? Two of the women could have been clones of her nurse. Their clothes were exactly the same. They were of a similar age. They even had a similar build. Sturdy and tall. The sob must have come from the short, rounded blonde girl. Her eyes were red and tears flowed down her cheeks. Her nurse gave her a sharp smack on her butt, making her gasp. “Stop that bawling, Kylie,” the woman scolded. “Honestly,” she directed at the other nurse, “I don’t think she’s stopped sobbing since she got here. No backbone.” “Try looking after this one,” the other nurse said, nodding at her charge. “It’s a constant battle every day.” Risa glanced over at the fourth woman as her own nurse brought her forward to stand with the others and came to a skidding stop, staring over at them. She must be the Vartan the Toad had talked about. She thought he’d been lying. She didn’t think they would dare take a Vartan. Vartans were fighters, renowned for their abilities to defeat and conquer. The Vartans had a treaty with Earth. Thank God. Because the Vartans were a race you didn’t want to go up against. They always came out the victors. The Vartan woman stood tall and proud, her mocha skin gleaming, her dark hair pulled back from her face. She was beautiful. A slap to Risa’s ass jolted her forward and she joined the line of women. The door opened again and the toad walked in with another man. This must be the doctor. “Right, we’re all here. Good. Welcome ladies,” the Toad sneered as he stood in front of them, looking them over like they were goods in an auction. “This here is Doctor Jalis. You will behave yourselves for him or suffer the consequences. Today you will get an inspection to ensure you are well enough to go to the main facility. I can’t let you out among my beauties without ensuring you are well. “I’m sure you realize by now that you will never return to your homes. You will become obedient Rayshod women. Only the richest of gentlemen can afford my girls and so you must be the best of the best. Our training methods will ensure that. Be good, do as you are told, become meek and submissive and you will do well. Disobey,” he looked straight at the Vartan girl, “and you will be punished severely. The nurses have been easy on you up to now. Once we move you to the main facility the gloves are off.”

The sick bastard actually rubbed his hands in glee. Kylie let out a shuddering sob. Risa winced as the Toad turned to the poor girl. “What are you sniveling about, girl?” he barked. “You haven’t stopped crying since you got here and I am severely disappointed. I think it’s time you had something to really cry about.” With that he nodded at the other girl’s nurse. The nurse quickly pulled the material covering her butt up, exposing her. “Please, no,” Kylie begged. “Bring her out so we can all see,” the toad ordered. “It will be a good deterrent to the other girls.” His eyes held unholy delight. Risa shuddered as Kylie cried in earnest. “Bend over,” the nurse barked once she’d led Kylie into the middle of the room. “Please, please, no.” Kylie’s begging was ignored and soon she was bent over, her bottom on display. “Legs wider,” the nurse ordered. Then she started spanking the girl’s already pink buttocks. Her hand landed repeatedly on the poor girl’s quivering bottom until she was a sobbing mess. Risa winced with each smack of hand against skin, her stomach jumping with nerves and sympathy. “You’re a sick bastard!” the Vartan yelled. “Alia, be quiet you foolish girl,” her nurse scolded. But the tall girl paid no attention. “Our families will miss us, you little weasel,” Alia stated bravely, her gorgeous mouth turning up in a sneer. “When they find out where I am they will burn this place to the ground.” The Toad turned an interesting shade of purple at that statement before visibly calming himself. He sneered up at the tall, graceful woman. “Think we’re stupid, girl? Your family will have no idea what happened to you. We only take a girl from each of your planets once every six moons, and none of your fool planets even realize that we are capable of space travel, let alone sneaking past their security and taking their women. Your family will simply think that you disappeared without a trace.” Kylie had sobbed louder even though her spanking had stopped. Risa and Alia had shared a look of despair, knowing what he said was true. There was little hope their family would ever find out what had happened to them. “And don’t even think about escaping. I have well-trained armed guards everywhere. Your nurses don’t care about your fate. They are well beyond childbearing age, they need the money this job brings them and they’ll do exactly as I say. You’re stuck here, girls, better get used to it.” “Never!” Alia screamed and dived at the toad. She slammed into the toad, pushing him to the ground. Her arms were still tied to her waist, so she used her head, bringing it down heavily on the Toad’s face. There was a loud crack just as Alia’s nurse dove for her. Guards immediately rushed into the room, easily plucking a fighting Alia off the Toad. The short, round man stood, his nose bleeding. Risa felt a surge of satisfaction until she saw the rage in his face. “Take her to the basement. We’ll show Alia what happens to very bad girls. And she won’t like it.” He turned to the other nurses. “Take care of them.” “Certainly, sir,” Risa’s nurse replied.

Chapter Three Risa watched in trepidation as the doctor stepped towards them. “I want them both cleaned out first. Start with the crier.” He nodded at Kylie then turned his back. “I’ll be back in ten minutes to begin.” With that he left the room. What did he mean, clean them out? Kylie was led, still crying, to the smaller table. She didn’t even protest as her nurse placed her on her stomach on the table, strapping her down so her legs hung off the edge and were split then tied to the table legs. Her arms were raised above her head and tied to the top of the table. Then the cheeks of her glowing bottom were parted as the nurse dabbed some thick liquid on her bottom hole. Kylie whimpered. The nurse unwound the tubing and placed the end of it into Kylie’s bottom, pushing the tube up inside her. Risa gulped. But then she couldn’t make out what the nurse was doing as her body now blocked her view. Immediately Kylie started groaning and Risa could guess she was getting an enema. “Please, no,” Risa begged her nurse. “I don’t want one.” The nurse looked down at her impatiently. “Don’t be so silly, girl. It will clean you out, make you feel much better. Besides, you’re getting it whether you want it or not. Don’t you know by now that you have no say in what happens to you?” So Risa could only watch in growing horror as Kylie was forced to take the whole bag of liquid. “Now, Kylie,” Kylie’s nurse told her, “You’re going to hold this enema while I change over the equipment for Risa’s clean out.” Kylie writhed. Risa watched sweat gather on the other girl’s pale skin as she held the enema in desperately. “Alright Kylie. We’re going to walk into the next room so you can expel.” The nurse helped Kylie down and then it was Risa’s turn. Risa’s nurse wasted no time in ridding her of what little covering she had and pulling her over to the table Kylie had just vacated. “Please, no.” Risa tried to dig her heels in. No way did she want an enema. Smack! Smack! Two heavy spanks landed on her bare bottom. As she was gasping in shock, the nurse quickly lifted her, strapping her naked to the table. Risa clenched her bottom desperately, but it didn’t help her at all. Her bottom cheeks were parted without fanfare and cold lubricant applied. Then the tubing was inserted into her bottom and pushed well up inside her. Risa whimpered. Before she’d come here, she’d never had anything in her bottom. Some of her boyfriends had wanted to try anal sex, but she’d never been interested. Liquid seeped into her bowels and at first it was simply cold and weird feeling, but as time went on, she began to feel increasingly full and the need to expel grew. “Please, no more,” she begged. “Nonsense,” her nurse told her. “There is still plenty more to go. Now be quiet or I’ll make you hold it for ten minutes instead of five.” “I have to go,” she groaned. Oh, how was she ever going to hold this in? This was horrible, awful. A door opened and Risa heard Kylie groaning miserably. She could sympathize.

“Come along, Kylie. Anyone would think you’d never had to expel an enema before. What a performance. The doctor is waiting.” “But I haven’t had one before, nurse,” poor Kylie whimpered. “Oh, well, then, we’ll have to put it into your regular routine, won’t we?” the nurse replied. “Right, all finished,” Risa’s own nurse told her. “Now you hold that while I clean up.” Risa couldn’t hold back her low groans as cramps assaulted her insides. She took shallow breaths, afraid she was going to let go and make a huge mess everywhere. Then the nurse was untying her. “Come on, let’s go.” Quickly, without protest, she followed behind her nurse—she never thought she’d be so eager to use a chamber pot. About ten minutes later, Risa re-entered the room behind her nurse. Kylie was being helped off the table by her nurse and was led out the door without so much as a goodbye. “Get her up on the table and strap her down. I want no nonsense,” the doctor ordered. Risa was lifted and laid down on the table. Damn, that woman was strong. She might have been able to fight back, had the enema not drained her of all her strength. All her energy had been flushed out of her, which was probably the point. She was simply too tired to rebel. Her feet were placed in the stirrups and strapped down, leaving her legs wide open, her privates on display. Then her arms were placed at her side, cuffs firmly surrounded her wrists, effectively trapping her arms against the table. A strap even went around her waist. There was no way she could move. The exam started off innocuously enough. Her eyes were looked at, then her mouth and ears. He peered in her throat, listened to her heart and took her pulse. Then it took a turn for the worse. “Right, time to take her temperature,” he said to the nurse, who was recording the results. He held up a rather large thermometer. Risa opened her mouth, hoping that if she cooperated this would all be over sooner. The doctor just shook his head. “Foolish girl, this doesn’t go in your mouth.” She should have known. Then he moved between her legs and parted her bottom cheeks. Risa let out a squeak as the thermometer was pushed inside her. Like before, it didn’t hurt but it was weird and a little too reminiscent of what she’d just been through. The doctor twirled the thermometer almost absentmindedly as he chatted with the nurse. Risa could only lie there, her cheeks flaming with embarrassment. Finally, he withdrew the thermometer. “Her temperature is normal. Let’s move on with the rest of the exam.” He passed the thermometer to the nurse before stepping around beside the bed. He stared down at her breasts. Risa flushed with embarrassment and anger. “Lovely breasts, very full.” He cupped them, jiggling them softly. His thumbs flicked the nipples. Risa gasped. “Very responsive. Nice reaction.” He pinched them both. Hard. Risa groaned. “I think she likes a bit of pain with her pleasure. But let’s check shall we?” He moved back between her legs, pressing his hand down on her mound. Suddenly, he stuck a finger straight up inside her. Risa squealed, attempting to raise her hips, to get away from him. But it was useless. She was stuck. “Ahh, nice and wet.” Could a person die of embarrassment?

He ran his thumb over her clit and she bit back a moan, trying to withdraw from the situation, but he wouldn’t let her, rubbing then circling her clit with his thumb as another finger entered her pussy. Risa closed her eyes, trying to imagine she was somewhere, anywhere but here. He suddenly withdrew. “Good reaction to stimulus. Nice, healthy clit and a tight passage.” The doctor held up two fingers glistening with her dew. Risa closed her eyes in shame. This wasn’t happening. “No need to even use a lubricant for the next part of the exam,” the doctor said before parting her bottom cheeks. “No, no,” she cried, but he paid no attention, pushing a finger up inside her asshole. “Very tight,” he said. “I doubt I can fit much more in here. You’ll have to get her started on a stretching kit straight away. In fact, hand me the smallest plug.” The nurse handed him a plug. He held it up. It was long and thin. God, he really couldn’t mean to...yep he did. He pressed the cold, firm object against her asshole, pushing it upwards. As the plug breached her asshole, Risa screeched. “Foolish child, this is only the start. Soon you’ll be taking plugs twice this size without blinking an eyelid.” With that, Risa gave into her fear and started to sob.

Chapter Four “Bare your breasts.” Risa drew in a sharp breath. She’d been in the larger facility for a fortnight now—she should be used to the numerous, disgusting orders and acts that were forced upon her. But still she hesitated to bare herself to the horrid man standing so pompously before her. At her silent defiance his round, fat face grew a mottled, revolting red and his eyes narrowed with anger. “Nurse!” he ordered, his voice rising to an unattractive squeak. He got off on bullying those under him, something she’d quickly learned, and he did not like anyone to challenge him. Risa knew it would have been in her best interest to obey him, she was well aware that women, in particular young women, had no rights on this planet. No one was going to come to her rescue. She was alone with only herself to rely on. Yep, she was starting to wish she’d just done as he’d ordered. She now knew that she really was on Rayshod. And things really were very different than back on Earth. Everything here was so old-fashioned and odd. There were no vid screens. Doors were locked with a key instead of swipe pads. Lights were turned on and off with a switch instead of by voice command. And food was cooked in an actual kitchen. Real, fresh food, not the prepackaged meals that came out of cookquicks back home. Since she’d been moved to the larger facility, the only other girls she’d met were actually from Rayshod. Hard as it was for her to believe, all young women on Rayshod were sent to a facility such as this and trained for their future husbands. They actually accepted that they needed to be taught discipline and obedience. Risa had noticed that the Rayshod girls hardly ever got punished. For the most part they were extremely subservient to the Toad and their nurses. She’d been able to glisten that most of the women here were from lower class families that hadn’t the money to send them to a better facility. Risa guessed the kidnapping gig was helping the Toad supplement his income. When the girls graduated from this training facility, they were placed on sale; the money paid for them was then given to their families with only a small percentage going to the Toad. With the kidnapped women he could keep all that money for himself. That the people of Rayshod were kidnapping women from other planets enraged her. And terrified her. No one would consider looking for her here. Rayshod had separated itself from the rest of the Universe after The Change, they’d even pulled out of the Interplanetary Council and the Council had left them alone, seeing them as harmless. Obviously that wasn’t the case. Risa flinched as the nurse swung her paddle, bringing it down on Risa’s naked buttocks. She held back her groan, not wanting to give the Toad any more pleasure that he was receiving now. But coming on top of the morning spanking she’d received, the pain was incredible and soon tears were forming in her eyes, much as she tried to hold them in. The little man in front of her, who also happened to be the head of this hellish place, smiled in pleasure. Risa knew better than to move away, even to look away would extend her punishment. She’d learned that early on. The hard way. But still, sometimes she couldn’t help but rebel. It wasn’t in her nature to simply submit, to give up fighting.

The paddle continued to slap harshly against her bottom as she kept her watery eyes focused on the Toad. This was the one time the girls were expected to look straight into the Toad’s eyes, he liked to see their pain as they were punished. Tears raced down her cheeks and a sob broke free causing him to grin in grotesque delight. Lashings of fiery heat assaulted her bottom and thighs. He nodded to the woman behind her and the paddling immediately ceased. Much as she longed to, Risa knew better than to reach around and rub her now throbbing and burning buttocks. “Turn and present.” He gave the order she dreaded, but she turned around, and parting her legs so that her feet were more than shoulder-width apart, bent over until her buttocks and private area were on display to the Toad, as well as anyone walking down the corridor. Although everyone was so used to this sort of sight that they barely battered an eyelash. She flinched, but held herself still through sheer force of will as his fat finger rubbed and pinched her throbbing buttocks. Biting her lip, Risa held back her cries of protest, held in the urge to rise and sock him one right on that large, bulbous nose. Alia was the only girl she knew of who had done that. And she had been taken away and never seen again. Risa had little doubt that she was alive somewhere, women were too precious on this planet. Even the Toad wouldn’t dare to kill her. But Risa figured the poor girl was probably wishing for death. The Toad could be very inventive when it came to punishment. So Risa bit her lip and kept herself quiet as a finger probed at her folds obscenely. “Have you been using the stretching kit?” he asked. “Of course, sir.” “Good. Open her up.” Her humiliation was complete as the nurse parted her butt cheeks, baring her asshole. He moved the finger out of her pussy and shoved it forcefully in her ass. “Ahh,” she moaned in pain at the forceful invasion. “Quiet.” A forceful slap landed against her buttocks. “Umm, excuse me, sir.” Thankfully, before he could inflict any further humiliation one of his workers chose to interrupt. The young man cleared his throat nervously. As well he should be nervous, Risa thought. The toad did not like to be interrupted when he was punishing one of his ‘girls’. “What is it?” he barked at the unfortunate young man. “Can’t you see I’m busy?” She felt his finger pull back and almost sighed in relief. Although she should have known better. Something else soon replaced his finger. A long, cold tube was forced deep inside her asshole and Risa whimpered. She knew what was coming next. Sure enough, thick liquid entered her backside immediately, burning as the hot substance abused her tender insides. Remaining in position was the hardest thing she’d ever done as the evil bastard made sure all liquid entered her asshole. “It’s about Lord Reece, sir.” “Really?” Risa heard the immediate interest in the Toad’s voice as she whimpered, squirming. “He’s coming for the sale, sir.” “Excellent,” he replied with satisfaction. Then as if he suddenly remembered about the humiliated girl in front of him, he spoke up. “Take her back to her room and plug her. She can spend the rest of the day in her room, without lunch. At the evening meal I shall expect her breasts to be bared as well as her backside.” Risa swallowed heavily, that didn’t bode well for her. “Sir, she’s already underweight,” the nurse countered him bravely.

He grunted. “Then give her formula for lunch.” By the time Risa was allowed to rise, she was shaking, trembles racking her body at the searing pain seemed to increase with each second that the liquid remained in her body. She’d experienced this once before and knew the pain would eventually fade, indeed most of the liquid was running out of her bottom as she followed her nurse back to their room. Risa mourned the loss of her daily walk, almost as much as she hated the humiliating experience she’d just been subjected to. Although her room wasn’t that small, Risa was claustrophobic and suffered terribly when she had to spend hours on end in the same room. The nurse and the Toad knew this, and knew that spending the day in her room was as much of a punishment as the paddling and chili oil she’d just been subjected too. “Lie over the bed, miss,” the nurse ordered and Risa reluctantly lay across the bed, leaving her legs dangling off the edge. The bed was so high, and Risa so short, that her feet couldn’t touch the floor. “You just don’t learn do you, Risa? You need to obey immediately. Do you want to be here forever? No man is going to want such a disobedient brat,” the nurse scolded, the lecture one Risa had heard many a time before. “Part yourself.” Risa reached back, and grabbing a burning butt cheek in each hand, pulled her cheeks apart, again baring her poor abused bottom hole. She grunted in pain as the plug entered her bottom, stretching her unbearably wide. At least the nurse had put lube on the plug, unlike the Toad’s fat finger. Risa bit down on the bedcovers to stop herself from protesting. Once the plug was firmly lodged inside her bottom the nurse drew her up and dragged her over to the punishment corner where she was forced to lie over a sparsely padded stool. As Risa lay there, her butt throbbing from the paddling, her bottom hole stretched and burning, she wondered whether she wouldn’t be better listening to the nurse. After all, being the toy for some man was surely better than this. *** Risa followed her nurse into the large dining room that evening wearing only a square piece of material to cover her pussy. The scarves that covered her breasts had been removed and the piece of material that usually hung from a belt at her waist to cover her buttocks had been removed, baring her throbbing bottom. She’d put up a fuss when her nurse had removed the near sheer scarves that covered her breasts. Her nurse hadn’t been impressed and had immediately applied her wide paddle to Risa’s already bruised bottom. She wouldn’t be sitting comfortably through the evening meal tonight. But then she wouldn’t be the only one, she knew. Her thoughts were confirmed as she walked in the door to find one poor girl over her nurse’s knee, her buttocks already swollen and red. Risa tried to ignore the sound of the paddle hitting flesh, the screams of the unfortunate girl, but it was a nearly impossible undertaking. No matter how many times she witnessed it, her bottom still throbbed in sympathy and her hands unconsciously clenched as she fought back her urge to protest. The Toad didn’t turn up and the evening meal started quietly enough. Even though Risa was initially embarrassed by her bare breasts, which swung about with each movement, she noticed that most people ignored her and she soon settled and ate her bland, but nutritious meal. Everything around her was geared towards keeping the women ‘healthy’. The meals were nutritionally balanced, although plain to avoid upsetting their stomachs. They were allowed to exercise daily, but they weren’t to strain themselves by breaking into a sweat.

Their bodily functions were monitored closely, much to all the girl’s embarrassment and they were flushed out with enemas on a viciously regular occurrence. Even the discipline was guised as a health and safety matter. Apparently, the men on this planet believed women to be delicate and slightly soft in the brain and that they needed to be monitored, protected and punished as though they were children. The Toad often gave lectures, spouting that their husbands would take care of their health and safety and that total obedience would be expected to ensure this. It had nauseated her the first time she’d heard the spiel. Now, unfortunately, as with other aspects of this place, she was getting immune to the horror of it. “Ahh, I see our disobedient little Risa is appropriately bared. Stand.” Risa knew that she didn’t dare disobey him, not with so many witnesses. He’d likely flay the skin right off her butt cheeks. And so she stood, keeping her head raised even though she could feel his eyes on her, studying her naked, flaming buttocks. “You had to discipline her again?” Risa could tell he was trying for a disappointed tone, but his sheer delight shone through. “She objected to her breasts being bared,” her traitorous nurse replied. “Turn around, miss. Let me see these wondrous globes which you felt so strongly should stay hidden.” Risa turned slowly, disgust turning her stomach. She forced herself to swallow down the bile that rose. “Shoulders back, girl. Thrust them out. Do you know nothing about presenting yourself?” Risa thrust her shoulders back, aware this put her large breasts on display for his lecherous eyes. On Earth she’d always been proud of her breasts—she had been the envy of all her friends for her generous chest and her slim waistline. Now she wished she were flat as a pancake. Maybe then the Toad wouldn’t try to humiliate her this way every chance he got. “Hmm.” He reached out and pinched her nipples. Risa gasped, nearly shying away. He toyed with them, rubbing and pinching while Risa tried desperately to detach herself from the situation. Go to your happy place. Go to your happy place. It was a trick she used to detach herself from the horror of this place. Otherwise she’d surely have gone mad before now. She had to stay sane, to stay alive. Because she was determined to escape, to expose this place for what it was and prevent any other woman from suffering as she and these other poor women were. So she pretended she was sitting in a large bubble bath, drinking a glass of bubbly and reading one of her favorite books. A romance. Where the hero always rescued the heroine. Damn, she could use a hero right about now. “They are lovely big breasts, and these nipples—just look at them respond.” He continued to fondle them. Then abruptly he took a step back. “Turn around and present yourself.” Risa snapped back into reality as his voice slashed at her angrily. She forced herself to turn and bend over, her feet wide apart as she’d been taught by her nurse. This was one of the first things she’d been instructed on. Part of her daily lessons. How to present herself for punishment. Or inspection. At first she’d thought it a hoax, a joke and she’d refused to submit to something so humiliating. She’d soon learned to obey. Risa grunted as something landed against her butt, she couldn’t see it, but she guessed it was the large strap the Toad kept attached to his belt. “Your breasts are not your own.” Whack, whack, whack.

“They are the property of this facility.” Whack, whack, whack. She groaned. Agony raced over her skin, stealing her breath. “When you are placed they will be the property of your husband.” Whack, whack, whack. “You will bare them on command.” By this time Risa’s bottom was a fiery mass, burning and throbbing and she openly sobbed. When he stopped she couldn’t have risen without the help of her nurse who immediately sat her down upon her tender bottom making her scream aloud. Agony radiated throughout her body, stealing her breath. Risa worked hard at calming herself, knowing that her tears and sobs wouldn’t be tolerated for long. Her nurse had been known to spank her if she thought Risa was feeling sorry for herself. “Why are you squirming, Miss Kylie?” the Toad barked over at the blonde girl sitting across from Risa. Kylie was a pretty little thing, or she would be if her skin wasn’t constantly blotchy from crying or embarrassment. She was shier than anybody Risa had ever met and the Toad knew this. He also knew how much she hated the few extra pounds she carried around; pounds that Risa personally believed became her. However, the Toad didn’t agree and he delighted in tormenting the poor girl. “S-sorry?” she stammered, flinching as he walked around to stand behind her. “Why are you squirming on your seat, girl? Do you need to go potty?” Kylie turned scarlet as the guards located around the room tittered. Armed guards were a part of everyday life here at the facility. “Stand up girl, and suck that stomach in. What man wants a woman who’s so fat?” A clearly terrified Kylie stood and visibly sucked in her slightly rounded stomach. As if the Toad had the right to criticize anyone about their weight anyway, Risa thought to herself as the horrid man stood behind the trembling girl, looking her over as one would inspect horseflesh. “Present yourself girl,” he barked and Risa clenched her hands as she watched Kylie shake and sob as she bent herself forward. The Toad lifted the material covering her buttocks. “Ahh.” He grinned evilly. “Is this the reason you’re squirming, Miss Kylie, hmm? Those are some very sore buttocks you have there. What did I tell you before, miss? Speak up, girl, I can’t hear you!” “Y-you said f-for each e-extra spanking I-I e-earned you would s-spank me as well.” “Quite right. Make your way up to the spanking stool, miss.” Risa could only watch with an impending sense of doom and helplessness as poor Kylie was strapped into the spanking stool that rested on a high platform at the front of the room so everyone had a view of her being punished. First her legs were positioned widely apart. Then she was bent at the waist over the stool and her arms tied out in front of her. This left her exposed, open, her privates on display as well as her already swollen and bruised bottom. Risa winced, no wonder Kylie was having trouble sitting still, she didn’t handle pain well and Risa knew a well punished bottom when she saw one. So did the Toad, and his smile of appreciation was sick to see. As was the force with which he started to apply the strap to the poor girl’s bottom. Fury raced through her. She’d had enough. Enough of this place, enough of this bully. She was not going to just sit here while he tortured poor Kylie. Soon he had her screaming, sounds so raw and pain filled that it was without conscious thought that Risa jumped to her feet, yelling at him to stop. “Enough!” she ordered, tears running down her face at her helplessness even as she attempted to run towards him, her only thought to stop him from abusing the poor girl. A

guard grabbed her, trapping her arms behind her. Risa was lifted, her feet thrashing in the air as she tried to free herself from his grasp. But it was hopeless. The Toad stopped strapping Kylie, and walked over to stand before Risa. She attempted to kick out at him, only to be pushed down on her knees. Wiggling, her breath came in desperate pants as she continued to try to free herself. “You hateful, horrid man! I hope you rot in hell for this! When I get free I will kill you! I will kill you!” Risa was beyond fury by this stage, the shocks and horrors of the last few weeks had finally broken her and her temper roared free. The Toad was purple by this stage and without a word leaned down and slapped her straight across the face. The resounding gasps and silence brought both of them back to the present. The look on the Toad’s face was almost comical. It was a cross between pleasure, shock and worry. But then he drew himself up to his full height and glared down at Risa who was sitting quietly, her cheek throbbing, the punishment had cut through her temper more effectively than any slap to her ass would have done. “Take them both down to the nursery,” he ordered before turning and leaving the room.

Chapter Five Risa was picked up and shoved over the shoulder of the guard. Breathless and sick to her stomach, she could only lie there as he strode out of the room and down the passage. Nausea bubbled as he walked for what seemed like ages, climbing down a long set of stairs. It was with a great deal of relief that the guard came to a stop, depositing her none too gently on her sore bottom on the floor. Kylie landed with a thump beside her, and Risa immediately clasped the trembling girl close to her side, determined to do what she could to protect her. Kylie didn’t even seem to realize what was going on as she sat docilely beside Risa, her head down. Just the occasional tremble and whimper came from her. Risa’s head rose and she looked around cautiously, shocked by what she saw. Four large cots rested against the far wall and each had what looked to be an oversized changing table beside them. Underneath each changing table were a pile of diapers. The room was decorated in soft pastel colors with pictures of Princesses and fairies. Kylie and Risa were sitting on a large play mat that covered half of the room, on which was strewn a number of rattles, blocks and dolls. “What the hell is this place?” she demanded, looking around her. A woman appeared from her right and clicked her tongue at her disapprovingly. “That will be enough out of you, baby. Little girls do not use big girl talk here. If you want something you use baby talk.” “You have got to be kidding me!” Risa was beyond shocked and she began to laugh almost hysterically. “Well, I can see why you’ve been brought here, baby.” The woman’s look was stern and disapproving and as two other women came up behind her, Risa realized that laughing at the woman’s proclamation may not have been the wisest action. “Prepare them and then bring this baby,” she pointed at Risa, “to me.” With that she turned and walked out with the guards that had brought them in. The two women descended on the girls, one taking the still placid Kylie by the hand and leading her over to a changing table then helping her on. The other approached Risa, reaching out for her. Risa scooted backwards, kicking out. No way was she going back into a diaper! But the other woman easily reached over and grabbed her arm, pulling her up. Like her nurse, she was much stronger than Risa was. Although Risa fought her hardest, she was soon stripped of the piece of cloth she’d been wearing. Then the woman dragged her, screaming and fighting over to one of the change tables. Risa was lifted onto the table. Her arms were attached above her head and her feet drawn back towards her buttocks then parted before being tied to the side of the table. Unfortunately it was a familiar position. A strap was tied around her waist, effectively pinning her to the table. Much as she struggled she couldn’t move. “Let me go!” she screeched, terrified as she watched the woman approach with a razor. Some cool cream was applied to her mound and then the woman continued to shave her clean. “Stop it! What are you doing?” “What on earth is all that noise?” The woman who had first spoken came back in to glare down at a red-faced Risa. Risa heard a loud cry—she looked across at Kylie, but she was lying docilely on her changing table as the nurse shaved her clean of all her pubic hair. The noise hadn’t come from her.

“Now look what you’ve done, baby Risa. You’ve woken baby Alia with all your fuss. Put a binky in her mouth,” the woman ordered before turning away and walking towards one of the cots. Risa hadn’t noticed before that it was occupied, but she heard another cry and watched as the side of the oversized cot door was lowered. Risa’s mouth was pulled open and a large nipple placed in her mouth. She attempted to spit it out, but a strap was placed around the back of her head, effectively keeping the binky where it was. Risa went rigid with shock as she saw the head nurse help Alia out of the cot. This was where Alia had been the whole time? In a nursery, forced to sleep in a cot and wear a diaper? Dear God. She was an adult-sized baby! Her hair was done up in two pigtails, tied with pink ribbons. A binky filled her mouth and Risa could see her sucking on it furiously. She was completely naked, except for the giant diaper surrounding her privates. She wasn’t even fighting. What happened to her fire? Her temper? She was docile as the nurse spoke to her. “Poor little baby Alia, woken up by naughty baby Risa making such a fuss. Well, I guess you can get up for a little while then go to bed with the other girls. Now let’s see if you need a change.” Risa watched on as the woman got Alia to bend forward slightly so she could peer into the back of her giant diaper. Alia didn’t make a sound. What the hell had they done to her? Nodding in satisfaction the nurse then dug her fingers between Alia’s inner thigh and the diaper, rooting around for what Risa thought was an inordinate amount of time. “No change needed then, baby Alia. You can go play for a while.” Alia toddled off, her walk more of a waddle due to the thickness of the diaper covering her privates, and began playing with some of the toys on the mat. What the hell had these people done to the previously proud and graceful woman? Then Risa’s attention was drawn back to her own situation as the nurse patted her now completely shaved mound with a towel. Risa knew it was coming, but still felt horrified as the woman drew out a large cloth diaper expertly wrapped her privates up in it. Not again! Risa tried desperately to struggle, noises of desperation coming from the back of her throat. The diapers were far thicker than the last one’s she’d been forced to wear. “This one’s going to be trouble, Mrs. Ham,” her nurse called out and the other nurse frowned as she came back over to Risa. “Make sure she has the mittens and lead on then, Nurse Ann, and bring her over to me.” Risa’s arms were released, but her hands were quickly forced into a pair of mittens that were then attached to each other, so that her hands were effectively bound once more. Then her legs were released. A rope was looped around her wrists and tied. Nurse Ann then tugged her along, the other end of the rope held in her hand. Risa had no choice but to waddle behind as Alia played happily on the mat, seemingly unconcerned with what was going on around her. Kylie was led to a large chair by her nurse, who drew the other girl onto her lap, rocking her gently as she used a giant sized bottle to feed her. Poor Kylie didn’t even seem to know what was going on as she stared vacantly up at the ceiling. The thick diaper made it impossible for Risa to draw her legs together, so she found herself waddling as she followed the nurse over to where Mrs. Ham sat in a straight back chair at the top of the room. Risa’s nurse forced her to kneel before the other woman.

“Right, baby Risa, here are the rules. You have been sent here for two nights and you should be thankful it’s only for that long. During this time you will be a baby, you will be treated as baby, and will be expected to act like a baby. This means you will be fed from a bottle by your nurse—you will be bathed, changed and disciplined by your nurse. You will be expected to use your nappy for everything. If you persist in trying to speak in big girl words that binky will stay in your mouth, which I assure you will get rather painful. Are we clear?” Risa nodded reluctantly. “Good, because resist me and I will tell Mr. Henley that you need a longer stay here.” Risa gulped and decided she was definitely going to behave. She had to, because she couldn’t stay here for long without going insane. “Excellent,” the woman spoke briskly. “Stand up and place yourself over my knee.” Risa had to fight her natural inclination to fight and slowly stood, placing herself over the larger woman’s knee. In a brisk move that showed she’d done this many times before the woman had Risa’s diaper undone and her backside exposed. A hand rubbed Risa’s tender bottom and she was jostled as the large woman chuckled. “Well, I can see Mr. Henley’s already had to punish this naughty backside, baby Risa, which is going to make the feel of my hairbrush that much worse, isn’t it? But don’t think I’ll go easy, oh no, the nursery is not an easy place to be and it’s best you learn that now.” Risa let out a strangled scream, her mouth still full of the binky, as the flat side of the hairbrush was slammed onto her bottom. She wasn’t going easy on her already sore bottom. All too soon she had Risa sobbing and squirming, attempting anything to get away from the harsh punishment. But the nurse easily held Risa in place until her bottom was a raging furnace of pain and all she could do was cry and pray for it to end. Finally, she stopped, but the agony remained without easing. Risa was helped to her feet by another nurse and silently led to a corner of the room where the nurse forced her to stand facing the wall, her flaming bottom on display for all to see. Risa stood, shaking and sobbing for what seemed like hours. When the nurse finally returned for her, she made no fuss as she was placed back into a diaper and pulled down onto the nurse’s lap to be fed from an oversized bottle. Even the humiliation of being burped at her age barely registered through the pain and exhaustion, and it was with no little relief that she found herself placed in a large cot. The nurse patted her diapered bottom softly before pulling up the bars. “Remember to use that nappy, baby. We’ll be checking through the night.” With that statement rolling around inside her brain Risa fell asleep. *** Risa woke in the morning feeling grumpy and out of sorts, not only because she woke up in a giant cot wearing a large diaper which covered a still tender and sore bottom, but because she’d had a really poor sleep. Throughout the night she’d been woken, it seemed like every hour a nurse was prodding her for some reason or another, a hand reaching down to check her diaper, a bottle being forced on her, once she’d awoken to the painful cries of one of the other girls being spanked. “Morning, baby Risa.” A different nurse from the one who had put her to bed last night now opened the cot and leaned down to stick a hand down her diaper. Risa stiffened but made no protest as her hand rooted around the still dry diaper.

Risa desperately had to go to the bathroom but couldn’t seem to let herself go and urinate in the diaper. The nurse frowned down at her unhappily. “Still dry, are we? Well, unless you can learn how to use that diaper, baby Risa, you are going to find yourself in the nursery for a long, long time.” With those ominous words she helped Risa down and led her over to a rocking chair, positioning Risa on her lap. The binky was removed from Risa’s mouth and soon replaced by an oversized nipple as Risa was forced to take in even more liquid. Soon she was squirming, the pressure on her bladder incredible. She thought she would surely burst. But she would not give in. She would not. The nurse sighed. “For goodness sake, baby Risa!” A hand pressed heavily on Risa’s lower stomach. She had no choice. She squealed in distress as her bladder let go and hot urine flooded her diaper. Part of her was relieved, the pain had been incredible. But it just seemed like another part of who she was, was being stripped away from her. Tears streamed down her face. “Now, isn’t that much better,” the nurse exclaimed as she removed the empty bottle from Risa’s mouth and deftly burped her. The nurse helped her onto the floor. Risa expected her to take her over to the changing table, because she really, really wanted free of this damp diaper. Now. Instead she was led over to where the other two girls sat on the floor playing. “Now sit and play nicely, baby Risa and then I will change that diaper. Misbehave and I’ll leave you in it all day.” Risa quickly shut her mouth against the sharp protest she’d been about to issue. Instead she sat in the full, wet diaper, and under the nurse’s eagle eye, picked up a doll and began to play with it. The nurse reached over and undid her mittens, pulling them off. Risa smiled up at her. Just play the game, she told herself. Don’t draw attention. Course it was a bit late for that sage bit of advice, but she had to get out of here and she wasn’t going to do that stuck in this windowless basement. She had to get back upstairs. Her breath came a little faster as she stared around at the four walls. Was the room getting smaller? Concentrate on the doll. The room is not shrinking. That’s foolish. My mind is simply playing tricks on me. Gradually, her panic eased and she stared over at the other girls. The nurse stood, moving from the chair where she’d been watching them with an eagle eye. She walked across to the other end of the room and Risa saw her chance. “Alia, are you all right?” she whispered to the other girl who ignored her, babbling quietly to the teddy bear she held in her hands. Kylie just sat there, still sucking on her binky, staring off into space. Risa felt a twinge of worry about the poor girl’s sanity, but pushed it aside for the moment. “Alia?” she whispered. This time the taller girl glared at her before her gaze turned where two nurses were talking over the other side of the room. It was obvious that when Nurse Ham wasn’t here that the other nurses were less than diligent in watching over their charges. “We’re not allowed to talk,” Alia said back quietly. “I don’t care,” Risa whispered back fiercely, she was growing so sick of being illtreated. “I’ve been worried about you.” Alia’s eyes softened briefly before hardening again. “You can’t worry about me, worry about yourself. You need to get out of here, Risa. I’m stuck here for a long time, and her,” she gestured at Kylie, “well the poor thing hasn’t got much hope of getting out of here. But you can. You can get free.” “How?” Risa asked incredulously.

“Behave, get out of the nursery and act like they want. Each month the men come to buy a wife. You need to get one to buy you. Just listen to me,” Alia hissed. “You’ll have more of a chance of escaping out there than in here. Get free, get home and then come back for us.” That had been her plan, but now she felt a responsibility for the two other girls. Could she just leave them like that? What if she couldn’t get back? What then? Before Risa could say anything more Alia sat back suddenly and giggled, moving her teddy bear around in front of her. Risa looked over to see one of the nurses frowning over at them. Forcing a silly smile on her face, Risa picked up some blocks and allowed herself to regress temporarily into childhood. After all, what other choice did she have?

Chapter Six This was it, Risa thought to herself. Show day. Nerves fluttered in her stomach as she followed her nurse into the gardens, her head lowered submissively. After four weeks of behaving like a properly subdued and obedient Rayshod woman, Risa felt a great amount of relief. It was a huge strain not to fight back, to resist being treated like a naughty child constantly. She needed to get out of here, and soon, because she truly didn’t know how much more she could take of this place without going insane. There were days when she’d briefly thought about ending her life, and that scared her. Because while she may not be an out and out fighter like Alia was, Risa wasn’t one to give up. Defeat wasn’t an emotion that sat well with her. This was her best chance at escape, her best chance at saving herself, Alia and Kylie. She hadn’t seen either girl since she’d been taken from the nursery. How long the Toad intended to keep them there, she didn’t know. Risa was determined to help them escape as soon as she could. Now she just had to catch one of these blasted men’s eyes. Hopefully one that she could easily fool. Because she had to trick him into thinking she was obedient and weak so he would drop his guard around her. Then she could make her escape. What would happen between the time he bought her, and when she could manage her escape, well, she simply couldn’t think about that or she would chicken out. She was doing this for herself. So she could go home and see her mom, dad and little brother again. And she was doing it for Alia and Kylie and all the other girls here, so they could all be free. Today she was wearing a dress instead of the scarves. It clung to her like a second skin, highlighting every curve. Her hair fell down her back in soft curls and had been combed by her nurse until it gleamed. Risa felt like a life-sized doll and didn’t doubt that was the intention. She’d been firmly warned to stay beside her nurse, to keep her gaze down and not to speak unless spoken to. Although she was determined to obey, she couldn’t help but steal a few glances at the people around her. There were a number of men gathered in the gardens, some speaking to nurses, their charges standing quietly beside them. A couple of men walked past Risa, each leading a girl by the hand. Risa frowned slightly as she saw the fear on the girls faces. She knew they’d all been looking forward to this day, no girl wanted to stay here any longer than they had too. However, the fear and nervousness she saw on these girls faces made her nauseous. She watched as one large, older man pulled a tiny, trembling blonde girl inside. Had he decided on her so soon? Risa turned to her nurse to ask, forgetting that she wasn’t to speak. As she opened her mouth, a tall man with long dark hair approached. Risa peeked up at him as he asked her nurse a few questions about her. He was a relatively handsome man, but entirely too young for Risa’s needs, she’d prefer someone older, easier to deceive. “Is she a virgin?” Risa’s chin was yanked up as the rude man inspected her, his dark eyes frowning down at her. Risa opened her mouth to protest, both his treatment of her and his question, but he used the action to place his fingers in her mouth and inspect her teeth. Like one would a horse! Sorely tempted though she was to bite down, Risa held herself back, aware how quickly she’d be yanked back to her room and severely punished. “No, she’s not.”

“Good,” he grunted rudely, letting go of her jaw before grabbing her wrist. “I’ve got no use for an innocent. I’ll want to try her first of course.” “Of course, sir. A room has been made up for you. Please follow me.” “Wait! What?” Risa screeched, digging in her heels in an attempt to stop herself from being dragged away. Immediately the nurse and man turned to frown fiercely at her. Risa was aware of others staring. “Go where? And why?” she asked bravely. “That is not your concern, woman,” the asshole growled. “Now do as you are told and move.” “No!” Risa yelled, pulling back at her hand. “If I want to try you out first, woman, I will,” he snarled. Risa gulped fearfully. Try her out? Did he mean what she thought he did? “Uh-uh, no way,” she shook her head frantically while fighting to get away. This was one thing she hadn’t factored on, that they’d want to have sex with her straight away. She’d been planning on worrying about that later. “Risa!” Her nurse glared at her warningly. “You will cease acting defiant at once.” “She has been poorly trained,” the man declared, causing her nurse to flush in anger. “She should not be here. She needs to be punished,” his voice grated on her and Risa fearfully scrambled backward as he took a large step towards her. “I’ll take care of that right now, sir.” Risa’s nurse recovered from her embarrassment and came to stand before her. Taking Risa’s free wrist in her hand, she dragged her over to a bench while the tall man followed, a satisfied look upon his face. Sadist. Jerk. Bastard. If only she dared say that aloud. “No, please,” Risa cried out as the nurse drew her across lap and lifted her tight skirt. Risa wasn’t wearing any underwear and knew that everyone could now see her bare ass as the nurse applied her paddle to Risa’s poor, defenseless bottom. Risa tried her hardest to hold in her cries, to attempt to keep some dignity, but the paddle was wielded with a heavy hand and soon Risa was writhing, trying to escape the paddle’s harsh touch. “Please, no more,” she cried, unable to stand it any longer. She was in so much pain she could barely breathe. Her breath came in huge gasps. She kicked her feet uselessly. “Please stop, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” she wailed, beyond embarrassment, beyond anything but making it all stop. The punishment continued on until Risa was a sobbing mess. Finally, the paddle stilled, but she continued to cry, beside herself. She was helped to stand, paying no attention to whose hands had grabbed her. She was drawn into a hard warm chest—she stiffened thinking it was the asshole jerk who’d wanted to ‘try her out first’. But a gentle hand rubbed her back soothingly and she knew it wasn’t him. Instinctively burying her face against the chest, Risa let her tears flow, managing to relax into his embrace until three tiny words had her stiffening. “I’ll take her.” *** Smack! Smack! Smack! Risa bit back her cries of pain, determined not to draw any more attention to herself. Although it didn’t really matter how much she cried out or screamed, she couldn’t possibly be more humiliated.

The large hand against her quivering buttocks seared her skin, but she held herself still, knowing better than to move away or fight back. Soon she’d be away from this awful woman and she’d never again have to submit to one of her punishments. “What the hell is going on here?” A dark, cold voice spoke quietly, commandingly. Or maybe she could. Just like that the paddle ceased moving, and her throbbing, swollen buttocks rejoiced at the reprieve. She knew they had to be glowing red, much like her cheeks. “She was refusing to get into the carriage, sir, so I was persuading her to change her behavior.” Yeah, Risa thought sourly, a paddle being applied to your bare bottom as you stood, bent over, in a courtyard filled with people was a great convincer. Only Risa was more terrified of getting in that carriage than she was of being publicly punished and humiliated. Risa dearly wished she could peek at her new husband’s face, see his reaction to the scene he’d just come across, but she knew better than to move from the position she’d been forced into to receive her punishment. Bent at the waist, her feet shoulder length apart, her bottom bare and on display to all of those around her, including a large number of Lord Reece’s men. Lord Reece was now her new husband. Although there had been no ceremony, no words spoken on her part. As far as she could tell, the Toad merely signed her ownership over to Reece, for a tidy sum of course, and he became her new guardian. It horrified Risa on so many levels, but she knew she had to do it, not only because she was being forced to, and here on Rayshod women had no rights or say in their life, but because she needed to get out of this place. As soon as she left this facility with Lord Reece she could plot her escape, and how she was going to come back to free her two friends, Kylie and Alia. So she’d been on her best behavior for the last two days while the paperwork was taken care of. She’d barely seen Lord Reece during that time. All she knew was that he was rich enough to buy her, powerful enough to make the Toad kiss his ass, and sexy enough to make her wish she’d met him in a different time, and a different place. “Risa, stand up please.” Risa didn’t hear the quiet order at first, she was too caught up in her embarrassment and pain, but then she felt his hand on her elbow, helping her rise. She stared up into his face, shocked when he winked at her. Quickly, she lowered her gaze as she felt something stir lower down. She was not attracted to him. She couldn’t be. Sure, he was gorgeous with his tanned skin, his long, black hair pulled back into a small ponytail at the back of his neck, and those amazingly blue, blue eyes. But all she felt for him was gratitude for rescuing her from this place. For stepping in and saving her from that other asshole, Lord Guy. She shuddered. Lord Guy hadn’t been happy when Lord Reece had stepped in and claimed her. In fact, he’d argued vehemently that he had seen her first. But as her nurse verified, he hadn’t claimed her. He’d merely wanted to test her out. Test her out. Like a horse. Risa thought Lord Guy was going to take his fists to Lord Reece, but the Toad had stepped in, trying desperately to smooth things over. The other man had stormed out, with the Toad racing after him. And she’d been left with Lord Reece. “From now on, nurse, I will be the only one to punish Risa,” he spoke quietly, but the steel in his voice was unmistakable. He placed an arm around her shoulders and drew her into his side. Risa went willingly, grateful for the warmth of his strong body, the way he rubbed his hand over her lower back as if he were trying to soothe her.

If he was going to stop the nurse from paddling her, well, who was she to argue? “But, sir, if you don’t punish her misbehavior immediately she’ll get out of control, especially this one, she can be extremely willful and naughty.” Risa stiffened, barely restraining from lashing out at the woman. How would she like to be treated like a disobedient child with no mind? Risa had been spanked, strapped, diapered and forced to take enemas. She’d been taken from her home and kept prisoner by a group of sadists and this woman thought she was difficult? “I will take care of my wife’s discipline, not you. In fact, I’m starting to think that it would be best for you to stay here rather than accompany us on this trip. I don’t think we’ll need your services any longer.” Risa watched in shock, and with no small amount of glee, as the nurse went pale before turning purple with embarrassment and shock. Then she drew herself up, and in her snootiest voice spoke back to the much larger man. “Fine, but good luck getting her into the carriage without me. Silly little girl puts up such a fuss just because she’s scared of small spaces.” Lord Reece turned to her, his hand moving under her chin to raise her face. His eyes searched her face, robbing her of all her secrets. “You don’t like small spaces?” he asked, his voice surprisingly gentle considering all the trouble she was causing him. Risa saw all of his men standing around, just waiting for them, and she felt a blush of embarrassment. She nodded her head, biting her lip uncertainly. It probably wasn’t wise to admit such a weakness, but his gaze allowed her no lies. His thumb brushed under her eye, sweeping away some lingering tears. “I know you’re frightened, sweetheart, but I need you to talk to me. I’m not going to punish you for being afraid.” He sent a derisive look towards her nurse who just sniffed, folding her arms over her ample bosom. “Ahh, I’m claustrophobic, I have been since I was a child. I-I just can’t get in there.” She shuddered, looking at the very small box carriage. There was room for two people at most, sitting close beside each other. She may have been able to stomach it if there had been a window, but it was made entirely out of steel with no gaps and a very low roof. She’d rather walk than ride in that thing. “What happens when you’re in a small, confined space?” he asked patiently, as if they had all the time in the world. Risa peered up at him, wondering what his game was. Was he going to use this knowledge to punish her? She looked over at her nurse who glared back at her, a nasty smile on her face. Risa gulped before staring back into the blazing blue eyes of the man who was now her legal husband. She made a decision. “I get sick, really sick, and I’ll panic, I’ll find it hard to breathe, it will feel like the walls are closing in on me, like I’m suffocating. If I’m lucky I’ll pass out, if I’m not...” She shrugged her shoulders. “If not, you could be tortured for hours,” he finished quietly, before letting go of her chin. She nodded briefly. “You knew about this?” The cold fury in his voice caught both Risa and her nurse by surprise as he turned to face the older woman. Her old nurse snorted derisively. “Of course I did. It’s a good deterrent for misbehavior. One threat to lock her up and she does exactly as she’s told.” “You old bitch.” His voice never rose but the fury was there, cold and cutting. “So not only did you use her fears to ensure her good behavior, but you punished her for refusing to be tortured?” The older woman sputtered in the face of his anger. “Take her,” he ordered the two men who had crept up behind the nurse.

“What the hell are you doing? Get your hands off me!” Risa watched in amazement as the two men dragged the nurse over to the punishment table that rested in the middle of the courtyard. The Toad sometimes had the girls punished outside instead of on the stool in the hall. But never had a nurse been spanked on it. As far as Risa knew, the nurses didn’t get punished. “How dare you, you have no right to do this!” The two men ignored the woman’s screeches as everyone in the courtyard stopped to watch the drama play out. The nurse was easily laid across the table, her arms and legs tied to the table legs. One man raised her skirts up and over her waist before lowering her underwear. There, under the height of the midday sun, her wide, white buttocks wobbled with each screech of indignation. Then her outraged screeches turned to screams of pain as one of the soldiers applied his hand to those wide buttocks. Sooner than Risa would have believed, he had her sobbing, crying, begging for him to stop. Her bottom was barely pink and she was already a mess. “Close your mouth, love, least a fly gets in it.” Risa looked up at Lord Reece to find him smiling gently down at her. His arm was around her waist, supporting her, she realized. “Lord Reece,” she began. “Please, Risa, we’re married. Call me Ben.” She nodded. “Why?” She gestured at the woman who’d been reduced to garbled pleas, sobs shaking her whole body. “Because she would have willingly tortured you, and she punished you without my permission. If anyone’s going to punish you, little Risa, it will be me.” Risa’s jaw dropped at that statement, but before she could reply he’d turned away. Risa turned to see what he was staring at and saw an apoplectic Toad racing towards them. “What the hell are you doing?” he yelled at the soldier still steadily spanking the nurse. He clearly didn’t see Lord Reece and Risa standing off to the side. “Stop that at once. I’ll have your head for this, how dare you put a hand on one of my employees.” “I’m afraid he won’t stop until I tell him Mr. Henley.” Lord Reece tugged a reluctant Risa along with him as he walked up to the Toad. It was all Risa could do not to hide behind Ben as the furious man turned towards them. “What? Oh, Lord Reece, I didn’t see you there.” It was killing him, too, Risa thought with no small sense of satisfaction. “Your nurse is being spanked by my order,” Ben explained. “As a member of the ruling council I have the authority to punish anyone that I see necessary. This woman is being punished for the way she has treated my wife. I do not hold with torture, nor is my wife to be punished for refusing to do something that she fears, such as getting in that tiny carriage. I also do not appreciate her spanking Risa without my permission.” It was obvious the Toad hated having to bow down to Lord Reece’s rule, but it seemed he had no choice as he nodded and stood back. However, he glared at Risa furiously. She shivered, pressing against Ben as she hoped she’d never had to see the Toad again, if she did she better have Lord Reece-Ben-with her, because the Toad wanted her blood. “Enough.” Ben walked over to the soldier and then leaned down to whisper in the shuddering, sobbing woman’s ear. Her buttocks and thighs were a deep, burning red. She’d be feeling this punishment for days. Risa couldn’t help but feel pleased.

Chapter Seven Risa woke as she was placed down on something heavenly soft, and thank God, vertical. Opening her eyes slowly, she felt disoriented, wondering where the hell she was. Then the soft murmur of voices hit her, and peering through the door of the bedroom she now rested in, she spied a familiar tall, dark haired man. Lord Benjamin Reece, her husband. They’d ridden all day, Risa sitting in front of Ben on his horse. Having never ridden before in her life it had been a challenge. Every part of her ached, from her thighs and butt, to her lower back and shoulders. For the first hour she’d attempted to sit upright, to keep from resting back against his appealingly wide and muscular chest. But it was a foolish endeavor, and had only resulted in a very sore back and neck for her. Finally, she’d let herself slump back against him, and as the day had worn on, with only small breaks to take care of private matters, she’d given in to exhaustion and fallen asleep against him. Risa looked around in interest, taking this opportunity to suss out her surroundings. A small window rested high up the wall and she rose up to look outside, ignoring the protesting of her muscles as she did so. They were at least two stories above the ground she noticed as the sun settled behind the hills. “Ahh, you’re awake, my dear.” She turned with a startled gasp at Ben’s voice, her hand rising to her chest as her heart attempted to beat its way free. His eyebrow rose in silent query. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” “T-that’s okay, I just didn’t hear you walk up.” “Well, you were peering out the window quite intently. Anything wrong?” “W-wrong?” She laughed, aware it was a nervous sound but unable to stop herself. “Why would anything be wrong?” He walked towards her, his handsome face drawn into lines of concern. That strong, sinfully gorgeous face was surrounded by soft waves of silken black hair. A wide, slightly lined forehead gave way to piercing blue eyes surrounded by lashes so long and dark that she actually wondered if he used some sort of mascara on them. A slightly crooked nose kept his face from being truly beautiful, and a strong jaw line assured her that he was definitely all man. Not a dark angel. She shook away the fanciful thought. He wasn’t here to rescue her. He owned her. He could do anything he wanted to her. Although he’d shown himself to have some basic human kindness by not forcing her into that small box. He took her hand and drew her over to a small seated area in the other room, the person he’d been speaking to earlier having already left. Risa was shocked by the heated warmth she felt as she touched him. It raced through her skin to settle in her womb, tingling her clit in a way that no other man had ever managed. She must remember who this man was. He was the man who had bought her. He wasn’t a potential lover or boyfriend. He was her husband. “Have a seat, Risa. I think we need to have a little chat.” Risa sat, looking at him nervously. “I know that you must be very apprehensive about your future. You seem very jumpy, very afraid, and I am sorry our first day together started so harshly. I apologize that I did not know about your claustrophobia, I bought the smaller carriage because it’s swifter. I never thought about the fact that my future wife may have an aversion to such a small space, I should have.”

“Maybe if you had courted your future wife instead of buying her, you would have known.” As soon as the words came unbidden from her mouth she slapped her hand over her mouth. Ben’s eyes narrowed down at her, those eyes stern and thoughtful. Why, oh why, did she have to open her big mouth? “You are quite right, of course.” Her mouth dropped open at his agreement. “However, as you know, one rarely gets the chance to know one’s future husband or wife, which is why we must have those discussions now. I promise that I will keep your claustrophobia in mind at all times, but you must tell me if at any time you ever feel scared or fearful of something I ask of you, am I clear?” Risa nodded, surprised and a bit hopeful. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all. “Now, I have a few rules that I want to make clear from the start. I want honesty between us, Risa. There will be no lies or deceit in this marriage. Am I clear?” She nodded. “Good, because if I find out you have deceived or lied to me at any time I will punish you.” “And if you lie or deceive me?” she asked bravely. He grinned at her. “Well then, I shall graciously ask for your forgiveness and shower you in gifts of your choice. I do not lie, though, little one. I am a firm believer in honesty. “Now, I don’t know what you were taught at that facility,” he spat out the word like it was dirty, “but I expect obedience from my wife. You are allowed to ask questions and have an opinion when we are alone, but in front of others, and where it regards your health and safety, my word is law. Are we clear?” Risa glared at him. “So I’m to live in a dictatorship?” Mentally, she berated herself. Why couldn’t she pretend to give him what he wanted? She’d be leaving soon enough anyway. He glanced at her in surprise. “Not at all, a dictatorship would mean you had no opinion, no choice but to give me complete obedience. I do not mind you speaking up when we are alone, provided you are respectful, but in the end my word will be final. Now, do you understand?” This time his voice was sterner and she nodded reluctantly. His gaze lightened a bit. “Now, Mr. Henley said your parents were dead, but surely at the facility they must have prepared you for the type of marriage you would have. By any standards, what I demand of you is mild, I know some men who do not allow their wives to leave their houses, or to speak unless they are spoken to.” So that’s how the Toad had explained her lack of knowledge of Rayshod life. But did that mean that Ben didn’t know about the kidnappings? Maybe he could help her get home. “My parents aren’t dead,” Risa exclaimed. “My parents are alive and well and probably worried to death about me!” Her temper fired up even as tears pricked at her eyes. He sat forward, his elbows resting on his legs. “What are you talking about? What reason would Henley have to lie to me? I must admit I didn’t like some of the methods used at that facility, but his license is up to date, and many people believe in his methods of training young women, so I have no real cause to take him to task over it.” “He lied to you because he didn’t want you to know the truth! That I was taken from my home and forced to enter that-that place!” “Taken?” He looked truly shocked and outraged and she felt a surge of hope. “From where?” “Earth. I was kidnapped from Earth and brought here against my will!” The shocked look on his face quickly turned to anger, before his face became a stony mask. “Did I not just explain what lying would get you, miss?” he said sternly. Her jaw dropped. “I’m not lying!”

“We destroyed every space traveling vessel we had years ago, before my birth. There is no way you were taken from Earth, and I will not have my wife making up such foolish stories.” “How do you know I’m lying? Do you know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I’m not from Earth?” she yelled, her temper completely overriding her good sense. “Lower your voice, young lady. Yelling at me is not acceptable, nor is that disrespectful tone of voice permitted when talking to me.” Risa snorted. “So much for being permitted to speak my mind when we’re alone, guess I can only voice my opinion when it matches yours, huh.” His voice was very calm and quiet as he spoke. “You may speak your mind, but you will do so quietly and respectfully. You will also cease with this tale about being from Earth, if anyone else were to hear you speaking this way they would insist that I immediately punish you. So unless you wish to be publicly chastised you will cease this topic immediately.” “But we’re not around others, Ben,” she said earnestly, desperate to get him to believe her. “Please, you must listen. I’m not the only one. There are two other girls who were taken when I was, only not from Earth. I have to help them get out of there. You see…” “Enough.” He held a hand out, palm up. “I don’t know why you feel the need to come up with such a ridiculous tale, Risa, but I cannot have you continuing on with it. It is your comfort I am thinking of. Speak of this again and I will be forced to punish you.” Tears pricked at Risa’s eyes. “I hoped you were different, but you’re just like the Toad-a sadistic bastard who gets his kicks from causing pain.” She knew it was wrong to say it even before it came out of her mouth, but she couldn’t take the words back, much as she wished she could when he pulled her up. “I don’t know who the ‘Toad’ is, but I can assure you that I will get no pleasure from having to punish you. Should you force me to do so I shall be very displeased.” Risa snorted. “Sure, blame the little woman. It’s all my fault if I get punished.” He narrowed his eyes at her. “I think an early night is in order for you. Go and get ready for bed now.” Risa went pale as she suddenly realized exactly what marrying this man meant. It should have been obvious before now, but she hadn’t even thought about it. Not until now, when she saw that there was only one bed in the suite. “Where are you sleeping?” she whispered, following behind him in shock as he led her to the bedroom. His eyebrow rose. “With my wife of course.” “Like hell!” she screeched and aimed a kick at the back of his knee. He let go of her as his leg collapsed and she took the opportunity to race for the door. “Damn it!” she swore as she pulled at the door only to find it locked. She was stupidly still trying to get it open when she felt his body press up against her back. His lips brushed the back of her neck softly sending a whisper of desire and fear down her body. Then his lips were beside her ear, nipping softly. “I believe I forgot to tell you of another rule. You will never attempt to physically harm me or leave me.” Risa gulped. Shit. She was in trouble now.

Chapter Eight “Come on,” she pleaded as he grabbed her hand and tugged her back over to the bed. “You can’t tell me that I actually hurt you.” He turned and sat on the bed, still holding her wrist as he looked up at her. She should have felt more in control—after all she was standing while he was sitting. Yet he still managed to intimidate her, even seated. “It is not about you hurting me, young lady, but about hurting yourself.” Her jaw dropped. “What a load of baloney,” she exclaimed, gulping as his eyes narrowed in what she was now becoming to realize was his ‘you’re in trouble’ look. “If you try to hurt someone bigger than you, you could get hurt, Risa. That is unacceptable to me. Therefore, you will never try to hurt me, or any other man or woman for that matter. Do you hear me?” Slivers of ice pricked her skin at the cold tone of his voice. She nodded, sighing. “Right then, strip off and lay yourself across my lap so we can get to your punishment.” Risa’s jaw dropped as her face grew hot with embarrassment. “You can’t possibly expect me to-to…” she spluttered, unable to go on. He wanted her to strip? “I do expect,” he said firmly. “The longer you delay, young lady, the longer your punishment will be. If you do as I tell you straight away with no more argument then we’ll call it even at twenty.” Risa moved slowly, her teeth biting her lip as she pulled off the dress she’d been given to wear. It was better than the scarves they’d made the girls wear in the facility, but she hadn’t been given any underwear to wear and was horribly aware of her nakedness in front of him. However, he didn’t comment on her nakedness. He didn’t even leer at her suggestively. He just sat there waiting patiently for her to place herself across his knee to be spanked. Could she do this? Shuffling from foot to foot nervously she delayed what she knew was inevitable. “That’s twenty-five,” he said quietly. “What? Why?” she screeched. “You’re delaying the inevitable, Risa,” his voice was calm, patient, but she heard the steely undertone. Taking a deep breath, she positioned herself across his lap, her hands coming down to rest on the floor, although his legs were so long that only the tips of her fingers could touch the rough carpet. His left hand clasped her around the waist as he settled her more evenly across his thighs. “Right, no reaching back with your hands, if I have to stop to restrain you I’ll add more, understood?” Risa nodded, almost in tears by now. The first smack, although expected, was still a surprise and she let out a screech of shock. She was barely able to catch her breath as spank after spank rained down on her bottom. Soon she was crying. Huge sobbing gulps as the burning in her bottom raced through her body. His hand was like a giant paddle, it covered her whole bottom with one stinging swat. Smack! Smack! Smack! He kept up a steady, fierce rhythm, showing no sign of strain, damn him. “Please, Ben, stop,” she pleaded. “I’m sorry,” she wailed.

He ignored her pleas, continuing to spank her heavily until she was sobbing incoherently. Finally, the punishment stopped, and Risa just lay there, crying, barely aware of his hand rubbing her lower back. Suddenly flipped upright until she was standing in front of him, Risa’s hand automatically reached around to rub at her flaming buttocks. “No rubbing, Risa, you wouldn’t want me to have to redo the spanking, would you?” Risa immediately stopped rubbing, crossing her arms in front of her breasts as she rocked from side to side, no she definitely didn’t want him to redo her punishment. “Now, go stand in the corner and think about why you were spanked. When I call you back I expect you to tell me why you were spanked and I want your sincere apology, miss.” Risa walked gingerly over to the corner, her embarrassment over being naked and standing in the corner of the room with a flaming bottom was completely overridden by the pain radiating from her buttocks. Just how the hell was she supposed to suffer through the ride tomorrow? *** Risa came awake with a sudden start. Damn it! She’d fallen asleep. She’d planned on just pretending to sleep so she could wait for Ben to fall asleep and sneak away. However the long day’s ride combined with her spanking had obviously worn her out and she’d succumbed to exhaustion. Still, she was awake now. She looked cautiously over at the man lying beside her. After her ‘sincere’ apology he’d promised that he wouldn’t ever force his intentions on her and that he wanted to get to know her before they shared pleasure. Shared pleasure. She smiled softly, a little regretfully. She might have thought him an alright guy, were it not for the circumstances. But he wouldn’t even consider that she was telling the truth. Plus, he felt the need to spank her when she ‘misbehaved’. Slipping as quietly as possible from the bed, she tiptoed her way over to her gown, pausing every so often to listen intently to his breathing. So far, so good. He’d insisted she sleep naked, which considering she had no nightclothes, she had little choice about anyway. She slipped on her gown and shoes, feeling a little sad. It was ridiculous, she barely knew him and yet she kind of liked him, and kind of didn’t. Dismissing her ridiculous feelings, Risa tiptoed quietly to the window in the living area of their suite. She had no way of opening the locked door so she was going to have to chance it and jump. Luckily, directly under the window was a large flower garden and she figured if she dangled herself out the window then jumped she’d be all right. Right? Well, it’s not like she had much choice—she had to escape and get home. Get help. She owed Kylie and Alia that much. She slid the window up, stilling at the slight noise it made, but glancing back at the bed she was reassured by the fact that there was no movement. Pushing it up completely, she swung her leg over the window sill. She was elated at being so close to freedom that she wasn’t paying any attention to anything else. So the hands landing around her waist had her screeching loudly in fright. She was yanked back inside the room—the window pulled down and latched before she even managed to catch her breath. “Oh God, oh God,” she panted, holding her hand over her frantically beating heart. “What the hell were you thinking? You scared me!” She slapped his shoulder, thoroughly put out. Ben grabbed her shoulders and shook her furiously, causing her head to snap back and forth. When he finally stopped she realized he was yelling at her, his voice frantically furious.

“What was I thinking? What the hell were you thinking? We’re on the second floor, Risa! What the hell were you going to do, jump? Are you trying to kill yourself?” His face was white, pinched, and if she hadn’t known better she would have thought he was scared for her. “I wouldn’t have killed myself,” she said, her voice sounding a little doubtful, even to her own ears. “Oh no, but what’s a few broken bones, huh?” he replied sarcastically before he turned and pulled her towards the bedroom. “Ben-Ben, what are you doing?” she screeched as he sat and threw her across his knee. It was all too clear what he was doing as he raised her skirt and with a bit of wiggling ripped the dress completely off her. “That’s my only dress!” she gasped before screaming as his hand landed on her still sore bottom. “Ben, no! I’m too sore and you’re so angry.” She didn’t think she could take a spanking on top of the other one she’d just had, but it seemed he wasn’t going to give her a choice as he began to steadily lay into her bottom. Risa immediately burst into tears. The spanking on top of her earlier one was pure agony. “Please, Ben, no!” she cried. “I’m too sore. Please!” “Obviously your earlier spanking wasn’t heavy enough seeing as how you are disobeying me again so quickly.” His spanking didn’t waiver or hesitate as he continued to scold her. “What did you think you were doing? You could have seriously hurt yourself. Just where did you think you were going? You are my wife now, Risa. You obey me. If I want to lock you up for a month, I will. If I want to spank you every night for the rest of our lives, I will.” His hand landed over and over, the pain incredible, all encompassing—she couldn’t concentrate on anything but the agony and his voice. “I’m sorry,” she sobbed. “I’m so sorry.” “If I want to spank you in front of this whole town, I will. Do you understand me, Risa? You will obey me or you will end up one very sorry, very sore girl. And you will not put yourself in danger. You could have seriously hurt yourself. That is unacceptable. Running from me is unacceptable. Do you hear me?” She figured the whole building had heard him—they’d certainly be able to hear her pain-filled cries. “Please, please, stop,” she sobbed, begged, her words soon turning to incoherent moans as he continued to wallop her. When he finally did stop it took her a while to comprehend, the throbbing her bottom not decreasing in the slightest. Easily moving her onto the bed, he laid her on her stomach before something was placed around her wrist. In too much pain to comprehend what was going on, it wasn’t until she tried to tug her hand down to touch her bottom that she realized he’d tied her to the bed. “This won’t be necessary once we get home as you won’t be leaving the house unescorted. However, until we get home you will be tied to the bed or to me during the night. Each night for the next week you will lay yourself across the bed, your feet on the floor, your bottom bare to receive your punishment. Understood?” His voice was so hard, so cold that she merely nodded, still crying from the spanking she’d just received. “Yes, sir.” ***

Ben listened to his wife sniffle in her sleep as she shifted restlessly. She’d fallen into an exhausted sleep, totally worn out from her long day and two spankings. Actually, three, he recalled, remembering how she’d been spanked that morning by her nurse. He sighed and paced slowly up and down the room. He wouldn’t sleep any more tonight, the fright she’d given him had him wide awake, and even with her wrist tied to the headboard he couldn’t rest knowing she might try to escape him. It was why she wanted to escape that puzzled him. He was considered one of the best catches on the planet. Most women would be thrilled to be his wife. He was rich enough that he didn’t have to share his wife. He wasn’t harsh in his attitude and practices. His views on women and the way they were treated were considered a bit revolutionary. That wasn’t to say that he didn’t believe a woman needed the guidance and protection of a man. It was necessary for their protection, security and health that women obeyed the rules laid down for them. Strict and loving discipline was a necessity when it came to the protection of their women. They could be hurt all too easily and the women on this planet were too few and too precious to allow any harm to come to them. It was up to the men in their lives to ensure they were safe and well. But he wasn’t as harsh or as strict in his views as some. Ben frowned as he thought of all that he had seen at the facility. No, he shook his head, he certainly didn’t agree with some of the practices in that place. He didn’t like having to cause Risa pain, but he intended to ensure her well-being and safety. With Risa that obviously meant she was going to spend a lot of time with a hot, sore bottom. At least until she settled down and learnt that he only had her best interests in mind. She had quite the temper. He smiled a little, thinking of the way she’d kicked him. No well-trained Rayshod woman would dare to kick a man, let alone her husband. He should have chosen someone placid and well-behaved. Yet the truth of the matter was she called to him. Her fiery red hair, her petite but curvy body and those expressive green eyes. She was beautiful. Just where did she think to escape to? Did she truly believe her ridiculous story? If so, it was up to him to make sure that she didn’t act on her inclinations and hurt herself. He couldn’t stand the idea of her being harmed in any way. He hadn’t gone to the training facility with the intention of finding a wife for himself—he’d been looking for his brother, Ian. But when he’d seen Guy grab her, he’d been determined to rescue her. No woman should have to bed that sadistic bastard. Then he’d touched her, felt her soft body against his and he’d known she was the one for him. She was the first woman to truly attract him in years, and if that meant he got to stick it to Guy, his long-standing enemy, at the same time, well, wasn’t that a nice bonus? Still, he could sense there was going to be an adjustment period until they both got used to each other.

Chapter Nine Risa looked around curiously as Ben helped her dismount from his horse. After five days of traveling they were finally at his house, and it was huge. There were people moving around the place, bustling to and fro, but as they passed Ben, they bowed and called out a friendly greeting. Nobody seemed to be afraid or cowed by him, and this made her relax a little. Despite the two spankings she’d received that first night, he’d made a real effort to be nice to her—he’d even taken away her extra punishment as long as she behaved for the rest of the trip. Not that she’d had any opportunity to escape—he’d kept a close hold on her at all times. Now he was leading her up the stairs to one of the grandest houses she’d even seen. It sat in a large clearing with few buildings or shrubbery around it, beyond a forest surrounded them on all sides which Ben said his family owned. Apparently most of his people lived in the township beyond. She had to admit it was an impressive setup, and it only made her more nervous about how she was going to slip away. He drew her inside the foyer and she gaped at the impressive interior. Large marble columns framed the grand staircase which would have been at home in any black and white film. It took her breath away with its grandeur and wealth and while she knew she was gaping in an entirely unflattering way she just couldn’t stop herself. “Like it?” Ben’s voice came from behind her as he drew her up against his front. She shivered, but not because she was cold or scared, simply because he just had that effect on her. “It’s gorgeous,” she replied, and wondered as she felt him relax slightly behind her. Had he actually been worried she wouldn’t like it? “Good,” he replied with satisfaction. “I’ll show you to our rooms so you can get some rest.” “I’m not tired,” she replied, missing his frown as she started to walk away. “I think I’ll wander around, get my bearings.” A hand landed on her shoulder, burning straight through her new gown to the skin of her shoulder below. “It wasn’t a request, Risa. We’ve been traveling hard and I do not wish you to become sick. So, you will rest until dinner. Tomorrow, after you’ve had a good sleep, I will take you on a tour of the house and grounds.” Risa frowned up at him, but was prevented from saying anything as a dark-haired man came running down the stairs. “Ben!” “Reagan.” Risa watched as Ben slapped the other man on the back in greeting, both of them grinning. Then they both turned those smiles on her and her breath caught at the impact of those smiles. Charismatic, sexy, both men on their own would knock a woman’s socks off, together, it was almost enough to send her into cardiac arrest. It was obvious they were related. Although Reagan’s hair was a few shades lighter, and he was less muscled than Ben, she could see the similarities as clear as day. Although she did think that Ben was just that bit more gorgeous. “So, I see you brought a guest home?” Reagan looked her over curiously, his eyes bright with humor and mischief. Risa relaxed slightly, smiling at him as she sensed a possible

ally. This might be Ben’s brother, but he didn’t appear to have the same sternness and command that hung around Ben’s shoulders like a cloak. “Reagan, might I introduce you to my wife, Risa. Risa, my youngest brother, Reagan.” The young man’s face displayed blank shock before he recovered, his grin reappearing. “Married, huh? Never thought I would see the day.” Reagan stepped forward, but instead of shaking her hand as she thought he would he drew her into a large hug. “Welcome to the family, sister.” “Uh, thank you,” she replied lamely. “I’m just taking Risa up to rest, Reagan, then I’ll be back down. Where is…“ The front door slammed open, interrupting Ben as he went to speak. Risa watched in surprise as a large man stumbled through the front door. At first she thought he was injured, his clothing was ripped and dirty and he swayed as though he were suffering from blood loss. She took a couple of steps forward, her only thought to help the man as he managed to right himself before he went toppling into an expensive looking side table. Ben grabbed her arm before she could go far and dragged her back to his side. Risa glared up at him, attempting to wrest her arm free. “Ben, let me go, he’s hurt.” A heavy slap of his hand on her bottom had her freezing in shock, her jaw dropping. He’d never once spanked her in front of others, and here he’d just whacked her bum like she was a naughty child who he was attempting to calm down. And in front of his brother, too. “He’s not hurt, he’s drunk,” Ben replied grimly. “And you will not go near him.” Risa’s jaw dropped as she turned back to the stumbling man weaving his way towards them. Looking up at Ben then Reagan she saw their grim, disapproving expressions and didn’t understand why they didn’t just toss the drunken man out on his ass. Then the drunken fool looked up and familiar blue eyes pierced her. “He’s your brother,” she gasped, looking up at Ben in shock. Her husband just nodded, his expression never wavering from his brothers. “Hello, Ian.” “Brother! Good of you to come back, and you’ve bought me a present I see.” He leered suggestively at Risa, but she wasn’t alarmed, for some reason she sensed he wasn’t really interested her. It was a farce, a show to hide something. Ben’s hand on her arm tightened, making her shift nervously. Immediately his grasp eased up, his hand massaging her upper arm in apology. “This is my wife, Risa,” Ben’s voice was firm, his face could have been chiseled from marble and Risa had to hold back a shiver. She would not like him to turn that icy expression on her. “You will be civil to her, and if you cannot behave yourself and refrain from drinking, you will stay well away from her. Am I understood, Ian?” Ian bowed, stumbling slightly to the right before righting himself. “Of course, oh lord and master.” “Get him upstairs,” Ben directed this to Reagan in disgust and the younger brother hustled Ian up the stairs, clearly realizing that Ben was close to the end of his patience. Ben stood, waiting until they had left before turning to Risa. “I apologize for that, Risa. I wished to speak to you about Ian before you met him. I didn’t realize he’d gotten worse.” His voice was grim, but she could hear something else, something that sounded like grief. “What’s wrong?” she asked, intrigued by this softer side of him. He shook his head, sighing.

“Ian wasn’t always this way. He lost his wife over a year ago and has never really recovered. She died in an accident along with his partner, the man he shared her with. He started drinking, became verbally abusive. He wants me to kick him out of the family, leave him to rot alone. He just might force my hand if he continues on this path.” Risa grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly at the sadness she heard in his voice. “I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I’ve been gone for a few months on business. I stopped on my way home at the facility after a friend suggested I might find someone for Ian there. That having a new wife might help him recover. I wasn’t sure, but I thought I could take a look. I didn’t much like Henley or his harsh views on training women. I’d decided to leave when I caught sight of you. There was something about you that pulled me to you, Risa.” He smiled, running a hand down her cheek before leaning down and kissing her. She found herself responding to him, leaning up into his kiss, softening towards him. “I’m glad you bought me and not that other horrid man. He gave me the creeps.” She shuddered. Ben’s face grew hard. “Don’t worry. You won’t have to see him ever again. Luther Guy is an evil man and I have as little as possible to do with him. We went to school together. He was a bully and an ass even back then. And he’s only gotten worse as he’s gotten older.” Risa nodded. “I can see him as a bully.” “He’s always been jealous of me, tried to best me in everything we did.” “Bet he never did though, right?” she grinned up at him. Ben grinned back. “No, and he won’t be happy that I stole you right out from under him,” Ben said grimly. “I’m glad you did.” He smiled. “I am too. Now, enough about Guy. He’s my problem to worry about.” Risa sighed, but didn’t argue. “Perhaps there is a way I can help Ian,” she offered, temporarily forgetting her vow to escape as soon as possible. “I know how it is to lose loved ones.” Her family may not be dead, but she was cut off from them, perhaps forever. Leaning back, he stared down at her sternly. “You will stay away from Ian, Risa. I do not want you alone with him at any time, do you hear me? If I find you have disobeyed me on this, I will ensure that you don’t sit down for a week.” Risa stepped back, glaring at him. “I am not a child, Ben. He is your brother— of course I’m going to see him." Ben took her shoulders in his hands, staring down at her intently. “Listen to me well, little Risa, you will obey me in this. Ian is not in his right mind and I will not have you hurt. Disobey me and your bottom will pay the price.” With that he turned around and led her up the stairs. *** Risa was actually surprised by how easily she fit into her new life. Days drifted by where she met those in the household and the town beyond. Ben even held a dinner to introduce her to the wives of his friends. Risa had been surprised by how happy those women seemed to be with their lives. They appeared to be happy to let their husbands make the rules, and for the most part obeyed without question. Perhaps she could have been happy. If it wasn’t for the fact that she’d been kidnapped, sold and was now living with a man who believed in corporal punishment, and didn’t believe her when she claimed to be from a different planet.

Ben had spanked her once since they’d gotten here. They’d been here three days, when bored and needing to get the lay of the land, Risa had decided to wander out of the house on her own. She’d wanted to test his security. It was good. She’d barely made it past the stables when one of the guards had stopped her, escorting her back inside. Ben had arrived less than an hour later, furious. He’d spanked her. Hard. Yet the next day, he’d spent the morning with her, showing her around. Much as she wanted to hate him for being a liar and a jerk, when he said he would do something, he always followed through. Whether it was spanking her, or not touching her sexually. A part of her really wanted him to touch her, take her, fuck her. But she couldn’t give in those baser feelings. At the moment they slept in adjoining rooms on the fourth floor. There was a guard at the end of each corridor. There was no way she could sneak out during the night. Risa sighed grumpily. She had to get out of here. She ignored the stab of sadness at that thought. It didn’t matter if she kind of liked it here. It wasn’t fair to Alia and Kylie. Who knew what hell was happening to them? Nightmares about what they were going through plagued her every time she slipped into sleep. “Risa, it’s lunchtime.” Reagan stuck his head into her sitting room. That was another thing. Ben had given her a goddamn room all to herself. He was disgustingly solicitous. When he wasn’t whaling on her ass, or dictating rules to her that is. She didn’t deserve any of this. Not when her friends were currently suffering. “I’m not hungry,” she said sullenly. Reagan raised his brows, but left without a word. Immediately, she felt awful. He was a really nice man. Friendly, with a good sense of humor. Ben was often busy, and sometimes Reagan sat and talked with her. She hadn’t seen Ian since that first day. She had asked Reagan after him and he’d told her Ian had built a cabin in the forest after his wife’s death. It was so terribly sad and she wished she could help him. There was a knock on the door. “Come in,” she called. Ben walked in and she immediately felt a surge of happiness. She tamped it down. She could not fall for him. He owned her. He could punish her whenever he liked. She should hate him. Oh, how she wished it were that easy. “Reagan said you’re not hungry. Are you not feeling well?” He walked over and placed his hand over her forehead. “I feel fine. I’m just not hungry. Can’t I have some space?” she snapped. Ben stared down at her, his gaze calm. Guilt burned a hole in her stomach. “Sorry,” she muttered. “You don’t have a temperature, but you’re very pale.” He ran a thumb softly over her cheek. Her insides quivered. “You look very tired, sweetheart. I think it would best if you went down for a nap.” Risa’s jaw dropped. “A nap?” she squealed. He nodded, frowning slightly. “Many of my friends say their wives benefit greatly from an afternoon rest. I haven’t wanted to bring it up as I’ve wanted you to settle in, but perhaps it would be a good idea. I don’t want you getting ill.” “I’m not a child, Ben,” she snapped. “I can decide whether I need a nap or not.” His eyes narrowed. “I agree you’re not a child. However, right at this moment you are behaving like a brat. I can’t help but think that some more sleep will improve your attitude

greatly. Take yourself upstairs, please and get ready for bed. I’ll get Alice to fix you a plate and bring it up to you.” Risa stood, swaying a little as black dots swam through her vision. Damn, she was lightheaded. She knew she could do with some more sleep, but she did not need him dictating to her. She could take care of herself. She ignored the part of her that liked having someone care for her. “No,” she said firmly. Drawing away from the hand he’d reached out with to steady her. “Risa, you are swaying with exhaustion. Stop fighting me over this. You know it’s in your best interest. Come on, I’ll help you.” “No!” she yelled. She stepped back, trying to yank her arm free. “No, leave me alone.” Ben sighed and simply picked her up in his arms, carrying her up the stairs. As they left her sitting room, she instantly stopped fighting. There was no way she wanted anyone seeing her husband carrying her off fighting and screaming. That wasn’t exactly a dignified look for the lady of the house. Shit, when had she started to think of herself that way? She was being held captive, against her will. She should be fighting harder, shouldn’t she? Ben walked into her bedroom and set her down by the bed. As soon as he turned away to get her nightgown, Risa took off for the door. Of course, he wasn’t about to let her get far. “Always the hard way, isn’t it, sweetheart?” Calmly, Ben tugged her to the bed and lay her face down over it, her legs hanging off the side. He kept one hand on the small of her back to hold her down. “No, Ben, no!” she yelled, kicking back with her legs. He simply sat beside her, and raised her dress over her bottom, revealing her undergarments. They were quickly lowered down her legs and a heavy smack landed on her bottom. “Ben, stop it. You have no right.” “I have every right. I don’t wish to do this, Risa, but you are neglecting your health. You need more sleep. You have dark circles under your eyes and you’ve lost weight. I simply won’t put up with that.” Another smack landed on her bottom and Risa burst into sobs. “Ahh, baby.” Suddenly she found herself sitting in Ben’s lap, being rocked as he held her tightly, crooning to her softly. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked. “I can tell you’re not happy. What can I do to help?” She pulled back, looking up at him. “Let me go.” He sighed and shook his head. Then he stood her before him and began stripping off her clothes. Risa hung her head, wishing she could take back the words, just to feel him holding her again. To feel like he cared about her. “Come on, baby. Time for a nap.” Too exhausted to fight anymore, she climbed into bed and watched him sadly. He reached down with one hand and brushed back her hair. He kissed her forehead. “Sleep well, little one.” Closing her eyes, she waited until she heard him leave the room before letting the rest of her tears flow free. It wasn’t fair. She’d found a wonderful man, only he refused to believe a word she said. And he was far too fond of whacking her butt. Much as it galled her to admit it, she was damn attracted to the man, and didn’t that just bite? After all, she was settled on her path, she needed to escape, to rescue Kylie and Alia, and then find a way to get them all home. Why did she have to find a man that she

could truly be attracted to, totally want, now? He had to be on a different planet, a planet that believed in treating their women like children, like they were precious, fragile, and extremely well loved. It was wrong, but when Ben spanked her, she almost felt it was because he cared about her, about what happened to her and this was the best way he knew of to ensure her health and happiness. However, she had no choice. She had to leave. She owed it to her friends, to her family, to herself. But it sure would break her heart.

Chapter Ten “Ah, there you are, little one. How would you like to go for a picnic?” Risa smiled at Ben as he walked down the stairs. He didn’t just walk, he glided, a sleek jaguar, all power, all male heat and grace. She’d been here six weeks now and she still couldn’t get used to how gorgeous he was. “That would be great. Am I all right dressed like this?” She looked down at her long gauzy skirt and top. Unlike at the facility, she could pretty much wear what she liked here as long as it wasn’t revealing, which was okay with her, she’d never been much into low cut tops or miniskirts. “You’ll be fine, little one. But grab a jumper just in case. I don’t want you getting cold.” “Hmm, maybe you’ll just have to warm me up,” she murmured, rubbing her body against his. His eyes darkened as he stared down at her, his breath quickening just slightly. “Indeed, perhaps I will. I’ll meet you outside in ten minutes.” He turned away and started to walk out of the sitting room. “Don’t forget that jumper,” he called out without looking back as she sighed at his bossiness. *** “Risa, no!” Ben took off after his feisty wife as she kicked her horse into a run. She wasn’t ready for such a pace, and he’d already warned her to stay at his side. Her laughter told him exactly how seriously she’d taken that order as she sprinted off ahead of him. Ben easily caught up with her. Leaning over, he wrested the reins from her hands and drew both horses to a walk. His beautiful wife threw him a disgruntled look, and he found himself ridiculously wanting to smile. But this wasn’t a laughing matter, she could have fallen and broken her neck, the horse could have taken off on her. No, it wasn’t a laughing matter. “You’re in big trouble, young lady,” he said sternly, walking them over towards a shaded area perfect for a picnic. He dismounted and reached up to help her down. “Oh, phooey, Ben, it was just a bit of fun. You do remember what that is, don’t you?” She looked up into his eyes her own dancing with mischief. “You could have hurt yourself, miss, and you know it. Now you can just rid yourself of your skirt and panties and stand over there facing that tree and think about your behavior.” He nodded towards a thick old tree. Risa stamped her foot in frustration, so cute he softened slightly before he remembered his duty. He couldn’t stand it if anything happened to her, she seemed to have little sense of safety or restraint, so it fell to him to lay down the rules, and ensure she obeyed them. He hadn’t known her long, hadn’t even made love to her yet, although he was aching to, yet she’d wormed her way into his heart. If he didn’t watch out, she would have him twisted around her little finger. No, he couldn’t give in. Much as he might want to when faced with those gorgeous pouting lips and big green eyes. “The more you stall, the longer your spanking will be, miss,” he said sternly and watched with satisfaction as she moved to obey him. He set up their picnic before picking up the wooden cheeseboard that Alice had included to cut the cheese on. It would do as a makeshift paddle.

“Right, young lady.” He turned her around, staring into her face sternly. “Tell me why you are being punished?” “Because you’re a fussy old worrywart who won’t let me have any fun,” she replied, wrinkling her nose at him. He grabbed her about the waist and pulled her over his hip, so she hung down, her feet not touching the ground and gave her six hard slaps on the buttocks. Her bottom quickly went from a pale white to a gorgeous bright pink. He stood her back up. “You want to change your reply, young lady?” She sniffled, shuffling on her feet. “I’m being punished because I pushed my horse into a run when I was supposed to stay by your side.” “That’s right. You’re not ready for that yet, Risa, you could have hurt yourself or your horse.” “But—” “No, no buts, you will do as I say in this, for your own safety. Now turn around and bend over. You’ll be getting twenty spanks with the cheeseboard.” Tears filled her eyes. “Please, Ben, no. It was just a little bit of fun.” His hand cupped her cheek, unable to resist offering her a bit of comfort when she looked so upset. “You have no sense of restraint, sweetheart. You need me to provide some boundaries, and to ensure you stick to them. Now move or it goes up to twenty-five.” He waited until she had turned and bent over, her beautiful bottom on display. The first slap of the cheeseboard made her jump and cry out. He fell into an easy rhythm which soon had her crying out, begging him to stop. By the time he reached fifteen she’d gone beyond speech, sobbing incoherently. “Almost there, little girl. Five more.” The last five he aimed at her thighs, turning them bright scarlet. The cheeseboard covered a lot of area in one swoop and when he stopped her bottom and thighs were a painful, deep red. Pulling her into his arms he held her close, letting her sob against his chest, offering what comfort he could. *** Ben looked down at his beautiful wife, marveling that such a gorgeous, sensual creature was his. She was lush, curvy, affectionate, generous and spirited. Everything he could have wished for and more. He wanted to give her the world, to always see light and laughter and love in her eyes, to indulge her endlessly. If occasionally she tested the limits of his indulgence then that was just a part of who she was. He let her get away with far more than he should, but as long as she wasn’t endangering her health or safety, he saw no harm in giving her what was within his ability. Still, he found he couldn’t fully relax his guard. He’d heard a few disturbing rumors that Guy was looking to steal her from him, his spies in Guy’s household reported that the other man had lost all perspective, all good sense. Ben knew he’d never get at Risa—still he had increased the number of guards around the house in case. But the thing that most worried him was Risa herself. He often saw glimpses of sadness in her eyes, caught her looking longingly out the window. He thought that given time she would settle in—forget that ridiculous story about being from Earth. Perhaps she needed more time, or perhaps she just needed a reason to settle down and face reality.

“Hmm,” she stirred from where she was lying on the blanket, her head resting on his thigh. “I’m full.” She rubbed her hand over her stomach. “Keep feeding me like this and I’ll end up as big as a cow.” “I like feeding you,” he murmured back, rubbing his own hand over her stomach. “I like taking care of you.” She frowned. “Yeah, sometimes you like it a bit too much.” She shifted restlessly as he chuckled, knowing her bottom was still red and sore. “So what do you want to do now, hmm?” She looked up at him, grinning as he cupped a full breast in his palm. He grinned down at her. “Oh, I can think of a few things,” he murmured back as he moved to lie beside her, his lips meeting hers in a kiss that was sweeter than a carafe of hot chocolate. “Yumm,” she replied as her hand caressed his chest. “I like the way you think.” Risa gave in to his kiss as need engulfed her. She wanted this. Almost more than anything else. Ben was an amazing kisser. He didn’t just swipe at her lips then move on quickly as many men did. Instead he took his time, lazily sipping from her lips, using his tongue to explore her mouth, nipping at her bottom lip softly. He traveled down her neck with his mouth, biting and licking in turns. Risa shivered as tingles of pleasure raced up and down her skin. He pulled her shirt off in one swift move, baring her breasts. With one hand, he cupped her breast, his thumb caressing her nipple. Risa moaned, writhing against the blanket beneath her. “Are you sure?” Ben asked. Right then, she fell in love with him. Any other man wouldn’t have stopped, wouldn’t have asked. After all, they were married. On a planet where women had few rights. She cupped his cheek with her hand. “Yes. Please, Ben.” He grinned. “Thank God, because I was not looking forward to a ride home with a hard-on.” She giggled and reached for his belt. “Let me see what I can do about that.” They stripped each other quickly and lay on the blanket on their sides, facing each other, learning the other’s body intimately. “Roll onto your back, sweetheart and part your legs. I want to look at you.” Blushing, Risa did as he asked. Spreading her thighs wide, he kneeled between them, his gaze intense as he stared down at her pink folds. “Beautiful,” he breathed. Leaning down, he licked her, one long, slow swipe of his tongue over her pussy. Then he thrust his tongue inside her, burying deep in her passage as his thumb flicked her clit. He plunged his tongue in and out, his thumb never faltering in its rhythm as he played with her clit. Risa moaned, her head thrashing about, her hips moving rhythmically beneath him. Waves of pleasure raced through her, swamping her senses until all that mattered was the man torturing her erotically. “Ben, oh Ben, I can’t take anymore.” She couldn’t hold back, screaming as she came, her body shaking with spasms. Ben moved up her body as she started to come, entering her swiftly, filling her like no man ever had. Her orgasm increased in intensity as he pushed his cock over her G-spot. She clamped down on him. Hard. “Baby, you feel so good. I’ve never felt anything like this. You’re so beautiful. And mine, all mine.”

She clasped her hands around his neck, meeting his thrusts with her own, taking him deep. He drove in harder, deeper, their bodies moving together. His hard chest rubbed against her sensitive nipples, increasing her own pleasure. Risa wrapped her legs around his waist, both of them moaning as he slipped farther inside her. “Come for me, Ben. Come for me now.” With a loud cry, he did, throwing his head back, the muscles in his neck clenching. Risa watched on, enthralled with this man. Her husband. Her lover. “Wow,” Risa said as she lay back panting. “That was incredible.” She looked over at her grinning husband who rolled off her, to lie exhausted beside her. “Yes it was,” he kissed her gently, lingeringly. “But I’m afraid reality calls, my dear. We better get dressed before my guards come looking for us.” Risa pouted. “Can’t we just stay here forever? We could just take off, you and me, imagine it. No guards, no responsibilities, no rules.” He laughed. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He patted her bottom while she frowned at him. “Come on, love, it’s going to get cold and dark soon and I want you safe at home by then.” Risa sighed but obediently got up and dressed. Some arguments she knew she just wouldn’t win. It was best to pick her battles. Well, best for her bottom anyway. Risa had only just finished buttoning up her shirt when one of their guards raced up, his horse heaving from his fast pace. “Milord,” he called out. “Yes, Jon, what’s wrong?” Ben asked. It was obvious something was wrong, Ben didn’t tolerate mistreatment of any sort among his household, people or animals. For a guard to use his horse this hard, something bad had happened. “There’s a fire at the village, three of the houses so far and the wind’s picking up.” Ben immediately threw Risa onto her horse before mounting his own. “Take Lady Risa back to the house and send one of the house boys out to collect this stuff. I’ll go straight to the village.” “I’ll come with you,” Risa declared. “I can help.” “No, you won’t.” Ben replied. “And I’m not going to waste precious time arguing.” He turned to the guard. “If she tries to follow, you have my permission to force her to return to the estate.” Risa could only glare at his back as he sped off. Oh, there were days when he pushed her patience, there really were. “Come on then,” she sighed to the guard. “Let's go home.”

Chapter Eleven The first thing Risa noticed when she arrived home was the silence. Most of the household were down in the village, she supposed, helping fight the fire. Sighing, she moved through the house touching things here and there. For all its grandeur it really had started to feel like home. She paced up and down the hall. She should be out there, helping. Not stuck in here like a child. These were her people too. The villagers had been so welcoming, she hated that she was kept at home, safe, wrapped in cotton wool while their lives were at stake. Everyone else was out helping, why couldn’t she? Suddenly, she stilled. She was pretty much on her own. This would be the perfect time to escape. Could she though? Ben had just made love to her—even now she could be pregnant with his child. She truly loved the dominant, autocratic, handsome, kind man that he was. Could she leave him? But how could she not? She had to help Alia and Kylie. She’d promised herself. Yes, she had to help them. But there was nothing to say she couldn’t come back after she had. Just as she’d come to her decision, a petite, dark-haired girl raced through the front door. “Milady, milady!” “Jenna! Slow down.” She caught the slight girl by the shoulders. Jenna had been sent to the ‘big house’ as the villagers called it by her father. She was such a pretty, delicate seventeen year old that many a male had already offered for her. But her father wanted her to experience some life before he married her off, which was very enlightened of him according to Ben. Ben had agreed to take her for a year as Risa’s personal maid. Risa was glad to have Jenna, more for her company than her service. There weren’t many women in the household, most women didn’t work. The few that were here were old, their husbands had died and instead of remarrying they’d joined Ben’s household. This meant that they gained his protection as well as a place to live and work. “What is it?” she asked “A message, milady. One of the village boys just dropped it off. It’s from his lordship. He needs you to come immediately.” Jenna had been taught to read by her father, yet another sign of his modern views on women. Risa really wanted to meet this man one day. “Of course, I’ll come straight away.” All thoughts of escaping fled. Ben needed her. She ran out the front door without another thought. When she reached the stables, though, a guard stepped out in front of her. “Where are you going, milady?” “Out of my way, Sam,” she said impatiently, glaring haughtily up into his stern countenance. “Ben’s sent for me. I must go.” She showed him the note. He frowned as he read it. “I know nothing about this.” “Probably because he doesn’t have time to consult everyone. Now get out of my way, or do you want to feel Ben’s fury when he learns you stopped me from obeying him.” Sam still frowned, but she sensed him softening. “I will go with you, and Josh too.” “Well, of course,” she said impatiently. “I wasn’t going to go without you.” She was lying, but he didn’t know that.

Ten minutes later and they were on their way. Risa had waited impatiently for the horses to be saddled. This was the first time Ben had asked for her help with anything and to stand by and wait for two guards to accompany her was almost more than she could take. “Can’t we go a little faster?” she asked Sam, frustrated by how slow they were going. At this rate the whole village would be burnt to the ground before they got there. “You’re not experienced enough to go any faster, milady,” Sam replied mildly. “I don’t like this,” Josh complained. “Something doesn’t feel right.” Risa turned around towards the guard to tell him how foolish he was being, when a noise drew her back around. Suddenly a dozen men surrounded them, blocking every avenue of escape. Risa gaped, shocked at how silently and easily they’d crept up on them. They must have been waiting for them! “Get out of our way!” Sam ordered bravely, his eyes flashing fire. A tall man on a black stallion appeared behind the armed men. One of them, Risa recognized. Unfortunately. “Lord Guy!” Josh breathed. Shit. “What do you want?” Risa asked imperiously. “I think you know what I want, little girl. You.” “My husband is expecting me. When he finds you’ve detained me you will regret this, Guy. Let us go now and you may live. Perhaps.” Ben would surely be wondering what had happened to her by now. Guy snorted with laughter. “Your husband is a fool. He’s so busy fighting the fire my men lit, trying to save those stupid villagers houses, that he won’t even realize that I have his most prized possession.” “You lit that fire?” She gaped at him, shocked by how truly evil he was. “Of course, it was a great diversion. I knew Ben would go running, and take most of his men with him. Idiot. I would never leave you unguarded. He’ll regret being so foolish. Kill her guards.” “No,” Risa screamed as Guy powered forward on his stallion and reached for her. She tried to fight, to help Sam and Josh, but a knock to her head had her falling into a well of blackness where she knew no more. *** Risa awoke to someone prodding her shoulder. “Shh, Risa, don’t make a sound, don’t let them know you’re awake.” The voice was familiar, but Risa couldn’t figure out what was going on. Her head was aching so bad that she felt physically ill. Whoever was prodding at her was only making it worse. She tried to reach up and rub her head only her hands wouldn’t work properly—they seemed to be tied behind her. She whimpered softly as she felt someone prod her again. “Shh, sweetheart, I’m going to get you out of here but we have to do it quietly, while they’re sleeping.” While who was sleeping? Risa thought as her wrists were freed. She opened her eyes slightly, looking around her carefully. There was little movement about the place. It was dark, but she could make out some trees, the cold ground beneath her. Why had she fallen asleep outside? Then it began to rush back, Ben, the fire, Guy, Josh, Sam. “Oh,” she cried out softly, tears filling her eyes. A hand slammed across her mouth, smothering any further noise. “Shh, Risa, I mean it. If you don’t do as I say I am going to personally burn your butt when we get out of here.”

Risa immediately nodded, finally realizing who it was behind her. Ian. “Right, I’m going to pull you back quietly. We have to move silently while they’re asleep, and we have to do it now. Come on.” Risa quietly followed Ian into the woods, barely breathing for fear they would alert the sleeping men. She was surprised that Guy didn’t have guards stationed until she saw one slumped against the ground. It seemed Ian had taken care of the guards before coming to her. Obviously adept at moving through the woods quietly and swiftly, Ian led her over to where he had a horse waiting and swung her up quickly. “Let’s get you home, sweetheart. Ben will be frantic by now.” Risa nodded. For once she was more than eager to do as she was told. *** Both Risa and Ian breathed a sigh of relief as they rode through into the courtyard. Despite how late it was, there were people everywhere, moving frantically around, horses being readied. There was even a tinker’s wagon, watering their horses. No one noticed them for a start. It wasn’t until a tearful Jenna yelled out that people stilled and stared as Ian helped Risa dismount. “Milady!” Jenna threw herself into Risa’s arms, sobbing loudly. “I thought you were dead!” Risa would have landed on her butt had Ian not quickly grabbed her, supporting both women. She felt sick from the hit on her head, and the fast ride back had done nothing for it. Many times she’d found herself about to vomit, only to swallow it back. Now she wanted nothing more than to crawl into bed and have Ben hold her. “Jenna, I’m fine, I’m fine.” She attempted to soothe the younger girl. “Jenna,” Ian spoke from behind her. “Risa’s not feeling well, why don’t you go get her room ready for her to go to bed.” “Oh, oh of course, I’ll do that right now.” The girl spun on her heels and ran off. “Thanks,” she muttered to Ian, still leaning against him weakly. “Lots of energy that one.” Before Risa could answer Ben came striding down the steps, his face white and pinched. He came to a stop a few feet away from her, just looking her over and tears welled in her eyes. Then she was in his arms, held closely against his chest and the tears flowed. “I thought I’d never see you again,” she whispered against his chest. “You two have a lot of explaining to do,” he said, his tightly controlled voice at odds with the gentle way he carried her inside. Laying her on the couch in his office, he made to move away when she grabbed him, whimpering. “Don’t leave me,” she said, slightly ashamed of her clinginess but she felt lost, scared and his arms took that feeling away. “Shh, love, I’m just going to get you a drink,” he whispered, rubbing her arms. “You’re freezing.” “She’s got a head injury,” Ian warned. “Don’t give her any alcohol.” “Here you go.” Risa looked up as Reagan handed her a hot cup of her favorite tea. “T-thank you,” she said, wiping her still weeping eyes. “S-sorry I-I can’t seem to sstop.” Ben took the cup from her hand and rested it on the table by the sofa before he sat on the couch and drew her up into his lap. He then held the cup up to her lips as Ian placed a blanket over her shivering body. “It’s okay, baby, you’re safe, you’re safe.” “B-Ben, the village?”

Ben stared down at her. “Four houses destroyed but everyone is safe, thank God, and the fire’s out.” She sighed, relieved. Then she let out a loud sob. “S-Sam and J-Josh are h-hurt—” He frowned. “It’s okay. We found them on our way back from the village. They’re alive, but just. It’s touch and go.” “A-all my f-fault.” “Why did you leave the estate, Risa? I told you to wait here.” “I-I got a message f-from you telling me t-t meet you a-at the village.” Ben shook his head. “I never sent a message.” “A boy f-from the village d-delivered it to J-Jenna. S-Sam, Josh and I headed out.” She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. “It was Guy. He lit the fire and sent me the m-message. He-he kidnapped me, and ordered his men to k-kill Josh and S-Sam.” She let out a loud sob, burying her head against Ben’s chest as Ian told the rest of the story. “I saw Guy and his men sneaking through our forest. They could only be up to no good so I followed them. I wanted to find out what they thought they were up to. Then I saw them surround Risa, Josh and Sam. When they attacked Josh and Sam I wanted to help them.” Risa stared over at him, saw the way his jaw clenched, the anger in his eyes. “But there were too many of them and I had to free Risa. They knocked her out, so I followed them, waiting for my chance. When night hit, I killed the guards and took her. We’ve been traveling for hours. She’s had a hard blow to the head. A doctor should check her over. Never complained once, though.” He grinned at Risa. She smiled back. “Thank you,” she whispered. “I can never repay you for this, brother,” Ben said, holding Risa tight against him. Ian looked down. “I haven’t been much of a brother lately. I’m ashamed of the way I’ve been acting, but I didn’t know how to stop. I want to, though. I want to be part of this family again.” “And we want you back,” Ben said. Then he glanced down at Risa. “Damn it, Risa. You should have known I wouldn’t send for you when I’d told you to remain here at the house. Risa looked up at him in shock. “Ben—” Reagan began but Ben glared at him and he quickly shut up. “How was I supposed to know?” she asked, hurt by his harsh tone, she needed comfort now, not a scolding. Why was he being so mean to her when she’d been through so much? It wasn’t her fault she’d been tricked. “I would never have sent for your help, why would I have needed you there? You should have used that brain I know you have. Instead, you disobeyed me. As soon as you’re feeling better you can be sure that your bottom will be feeling my belt.” Risa stared up at him, shocked, before she heaved herself off his lap, swaying slightly as a wave of dizziness hit her. But she swiped at his reaching hands, drawing herself up to glare down at him. “You, Ben Reece, are a brute, a bully and a jerk! If you punish me for this then I will never speak to you again.” With that she swept from the room, head held high, pride enabling her to keep from collapsing until she entered her room where she fell on the bed in a great, sobbing heap.

Chapter Twelve “Way to go, bro,” Ian said in disgust as he watched Ben pace up and down the room. He was dying for a drink, it was calling to him, but he wouldn’t take up the call, he refused to. “She needs to be punished.” “I know you were worried about her, that you love her, and that the thought of losing her makes you furious and scared, but she didn’t deserve that, Ben. And she certainly doesn’t deserve to be punished. She honestly thought you needed her.” Ben glowered at him and continued to pace. “If she’d just stayed here—” “Guy tricked her. Perhaps if she’d been thinking properly she would have been more cautious, but there was an emergency going on, everyone was frantic. She got a real fright, Ben, and she needs some comforting now, not to be threatened and scolded.” Ben let out a long sigh, running his hand over his face. He looked exhausted. “I know, you’re right.” He clasped Ian’s shoulder. “Thank you for saving her. I was-I was terrified,” he admitted. Ian nodded. “So was she.” “Point taken, I’ll go apologize.” “Wait a minute, will you?” Ian waited until Ben turned back to him. “I learnt some things while I was waiting with Guy and his men, some things you won’t be happy about.” Ben’s eyebrows rose in question. “It seems that Guy has a new job—kidnapping women from other planets and selling them to the facility you bought Risa from. He was talking about it like he was doing some great thing, bringing these poor women here so they could help increase our population. He and one of his guards were whispering about it. He takes the women to Henley’s training facility. On each sale day he gets to try out as many women as he wants and they split the money they make on them. Sick bastard.” “Henley’s training facility?” Reagan asked. “Isn’t that the same facility you got Risa from?” Ben looked over at them both in shock. “But how? All our vessels were destroyed.” Ian shrugged. “I have no idea, but I suggest you start an investigation into it straight away, because from what I heard they’ve been doing this for a while.” Shit, he thought, his mind reeling. “Risa kept telling me she was taken from Earth. I thought she was lying.” He felt sick. Reagan whistled. “You’ve got some apologizing to do.” Ben had the feeling it was going to take a lot more than an apology to make this up to his lovely wife and started to plot exactly how to win her forgiveness. Twenty minutes later he was back to plotting her punishment when she was nowhere to be found. He paced across the courtyard while waiting for his horse to be readied. “I’m going to blister her butt good. What the hell was she thinking taking off with a head injury, and when Guy is out there looking for her. This time nothing is going to save her butt when I get my hands on her.” “Let’s just find her first, yeah?” Ian said, surprised to find himself the voice of reason for once. “How did she get past the guards?” Reagan wondered as they mounted.

“Hmm,” Ian said thoughtfully, staring down at a small figure. Ben waited impatiently as his brother rode over to Jenna and spoke to her. The small girl went pale and then took off at a run as Ian turned back. “She’s in the back of the tinker’s wagon. It stopped here on its way out of the village after the fire. Jenna paid them to take a passenger, since they hadn’t made much at the village before the fire and then nothing here, I’m sure they were more than happy to take the money.” “That doesn’t mean they won’t sell her on or dump her later,” Ben said grimly as he pushed his horse into a sprint. *** Tears ran down Risa’s cheeks as the wagon she was riding in came to a stop. What was she thinking, sneaking away like this? Her head was throbbing—she was cold, hungry, tired and sick. Most of all, her heart ached. She wanted her husband, needed him. Needed his strength, his humor, his caring and protection, and yes, she even needed his discipline. This had been a foolish, stupid idea. Guy was still out there, and he would be angrier than ever. Ben was bound to find her gone soon and he’d be frantic with worry. If she hadn’t deserved a punishment before, she certainly did now. She was starting to think that she really did need boundaries, and Ben to enforce them. Suddenly, the tarp at the end of the wagon was raised and someone jumped inside. Risa let out a squeal of fright and jumped backward. “Hush, sweetheart, it’s me,” Ben said quietly. She threw herself at him. He clasped her close, rocking her. “Oh, Ben,” she cried out. “I’m so sorry, I was so stupid. I didn’t think I deserved a punishment so I ran away like a spoilt child. Can you ever forgive me?” She sobbed against his chest and he held her close for a moment, warming her, soothing her. “Shh, baby, everything will be okay now.” “I love you, Ben,” she sobbed. “I’m sorry for leaving you.” “Shh, shh, stop this crying now, it’s breaking my heart.” Leaning up she kissed him. “I don’t deserve you, but I do love you. With all my heart.” “I love you too, my love, which is why I was so mad at you before, because I was so scared for you. Do you forgive me for yelling at you, for threatening to punish you for something that wasn’t your fault?” “Of course I do. I’m sorry I ran away, I just, I was angry and foolish.” “Yes, I know, thank you for your apology. Not that it’s going to save your butt from a blistering later,” he added. She sniffled but didn’t protest. Letting her go, he hopped down from the wagon and reached up to help her down, pulling her up into his arms when she paled and swayed. “Let’s get you home. Home, where you will stay. I’ve a good mind to lock you in your room for the next ten years or so.” Risa smiled tiredly as he passed her to Ian, who hugged her tight. Ben climbed on his horse before Ian passed her up to him. He held her tightly before him, his arms comforting and secure. “Ben, I-I know you think I-I’m lying about being from Earth, but I really do have to go back and help my friends—” “I know, love.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Don’t worry. We’ll help your friends. I promise.” She leaned back against him, closed her eyes and trusted him to carry her home.

*** “How are you feeling, sweetheart?” Ben sat beside her on the couch in her sitting room four nights later, his hand caressing her face gently. She clasped his hand against her cheek, snuggling her face into it as she smiled gently. “I’m fine, I promise. You’ve been taking excellent care of me, I’ve been positively spoilt.” And she had, he hadn’t let her out of bed for the first two days. Even when she’d been allowed out of bed she hadn’t been permitted to do anything. Basically she’d been resting, eating and sleeping, and for some reason that was all she’d felt like doing. And she hadn’t once felt smothered or penned in. Well, not much anyway. “I like taking care of you.” Leaning down, he kissed her forehead. She couldn’t believe it when he told her Guy had been behind the kidnappings. Ben had gone to the council immediately with his complaint, taking Ian with him. They’d given him permission to investigate Guy given he’d kidnapped Risa and possibly set fire to the village. But when Ben and his men had arrived at Guy’s estate, Guy and a number of his men were already gone. Now, they were searching for Guy and his men. Those left at Guy’s estate didn’t seem to know what was going on and there was no sign of the vessel he’d been using for his space travel. Ben had felt awful about not believing her. He’d promised to do his best to get word to her family that she was safe. At the moment, without any tangible evidence, the council wasn’t willing to believe what Ian had heard. After all, he was a known alcoholic. Guy’s disappearance implied he’d done something, but they still didn’t believe he was kidnapping women from other planets. So although Ben had argued that they should investigate Henley and his training facility, the council was unwilling to do anything. Probably scared of the diplomatic nightmare once the truth came out, Risa figured angrily. Ben had asked her if she wanted to go home, his face pale with worry. Risa had immediately burst into tears, accusing him of wanting to get rid of her. He’d quickly rid her of that foolish thought, telling her how much he loved her and how he never wanted her to go. Risa didn’t want to leave. She couldn’t imagine her life without Ben in it. She was here to stay. “You’re sure you’re well?” His eyes still held concern for her. He’d slept each night with her clasped close and checked up on her several times during the day. Risa knew he was worried she’d disappear on him again. Given time, he’d come to realize that she was here to stay. “I’m one hundred percent, really I am, more than ready for other things.” She ran her hand over his thigh, delighting in his sharp, indrawn breath. He grabbed her hand, stopping her path. “Much as I would like to do ‘other things’, there is something I have to take care of first, young lady.” Risa frowned, he usually only called her “young lady” when she was in trouble. “What’s that?” she asked suspiciously. “I think you know what I’m talking about. If you’re positive you’re well then it’s time to take care of your punishment for running away the other night and putting yourself in

severe danger.” He frowned, his eyes darkening, and she knew he was thinking over everything that could have happened to her. “But tomorrow we go to get Kylie and Alia.” Ben had been furious over the council’s decision not to investigate Henley and his training facility. They wouldn’t even allow Risa to testify before them. As a woman, it was up to her husband to speak for her, and they didn’t seem to want to hear what Ben was saying. So Ben, Ian and Reagan were taking things into their own hands. They were going to sneak in and grab Alia and Kylie. Ben’s eyebrows rose, his face thoughtful as his hand tipped her chin up. “Tomorrow, Ian, Reagan and I will go get your girls. You, my love, will stay here where you are safe.” Risa sat shocked for a moment. “No, Ben. I need to come too.” She stood and paced across the room. Ben sat back on the couch and crossed his arms across his wide chest. “No, you don’t. You’ll stay here where you are safe. I won’t have you in danger, miss. I’m going to punish you before we go. I don’t know how long we’ll be and I don’t want you worrying about your punishment. It will be fresh in your mind what the consequences of disobeying me are. You’ll also be confined to the house while I am gone, understood?” His voice was stern, unbending. “Now, go upstairs, strip and place yourself over some pillows on the bed. I want a nice target for my belt.” “No, Ben, please, you don’t understand. I need to go. Alia and Kylie will be scared, particularly Kylie. They’ll need me. That place, it’s traumatizing and Kylie and Alia have been treated harshly. I need to be there,” she pleaded with him, tears racing down her cheeks. Then she knelt before him, her hands clasping his. “I’m not asking to be difficult, I’m really not. But please, I need to go.” He was silent for the longest time, and she thought he was going to refuse, then he nodded. “All right.” She heaved a sigh of relief. “But, you will do whatever I say. Any, and I do mean, any disobedience, and I will send you straight back here. Understood?” She nodded frantically. “Now, go position yourself across the bed before I’m forced to add extra to your punishment for stalling.” Risa’s jaw dropped. “But you can’t. I mean, I have to ride tomorrow.” “And riding tomorrow on a sore bottom will help ensure your obedience. Now move.” Moving slowly, Risa climbed the stairs to her bedroom. She stripped and placed herself over her bed, waiting for her husband to come. She didn’t fuss as she heard him enter. Of course, she cried and screamed as the belt landed again and again on her unprotected bottom and thighs. The pain was extreme, each lash had her screaming, begging him to stop. But after it ended Ben clasped her close and held her through the night.

Chapter Thirteen “Right, you and I are going to have a little chat about your attitude, young lady.” “What?” Risa tried to pull out of her husband’s hold. But he held her wrist tightly, not hard enough to hurt, he would never do that, but she knew she wouldn’t be freeing herself until he allowed it. He tugged her into his study, drawing her over to the large sofa. Pushing her into a chair, he sent her a stern look that had her squirming in her seat. Wisely, Risa stayed where she was as he paced the length of the room. “What did you want to talk to me about?” There, she managed that question politely enough, even though she longed to yell at him, to stomp her feet and storm out of the room. What the hell was wrong with her? “Your attitude, young lady. You’re like a bear with a sore paw at the moment, snapping at everyone, angry one moment, crying the next. You’re behaving like a two year old having a tantrum, except this tantrum has lasted weeks. This stops now, I’ve been lenient with you because of your condition—” “Condition! Condition!” she yelled, standing, and resting her hands on her hips. Part of her was horrified by her behavior, but she was just so tired and grumpy and damn him, it was all his fault. “I’m pregnant, not sick. Don’t talk to me about my condition.” “Fine.” He glared at her. “I’ll stop talking and start showing you.” She should have realized what his intention was, she’d seen that look on his face often enough in the past, but she just hadn’t figured on him spanking her while she was pregnant. So when she ended up lying face down over his lap on the sofa, she was extremely shocked. When he raised her skirts and pulled down her underclothes, baring her bottom, she grew mad. “Let me go, Ben! What the hell do you think you are doing? I’m pregnant for fuck’s sake.” She fought him, knowing it was futile, he held her easily, his strength far superior to her own. “Yes, you are, and I’ve been letting you away with a lot of poor behavior because of that. But I see now that was an error. Your language has become atrocious, you’re unhappy, you’re snappy and you’re on a path of self-destruction.” He lightly spanked her bottom. “But you could hurt the baby.” She knew that wasn’t true, but he’d upped the intensity of his spanks and it hurt, damn it. It had been a month since her last spanking. Oh, he’d given her light taps now and then as warnings, but she’d gotten used to not being held accountable for her behavior. “Ow, ow, ow. Ben!” she wailed as his hand landed on her bottom again and again. “This won’t hurt the baby. I’ve spanked a pregnant woman before.” “What?” she yelled, sobbing as he began on her thighs. “Of course, she wasn’t my wife. I let my concern for you override my good judgment and now you’re getting a hard walloping instead of small punishments along the way as I should have been doing. Well, no more, young lady.” He drew her off his lap, and taking hold of her hands, led her, sobbing, to the corner. She shuffled along, her underwear around her ankles, without protest. Her bottom was burning, a deep throbbing pain. “No rubbing,” he warned as he pressed her nose into the corner. Her skirts were raised and tucked up, out of the way, so her red bottom was on display for the entire world to see. “Ben,” she sobbingly protested.

“Hush,” he said abruptly. “You stand here, and you think about your behavior. I’ll call you over when I’m ready to hear your apology.” She bit back a protest, hearing the disappointment in his voice. Her head dropped, her shoulders hunched. Ben being disappointed in her was the worst sort of punishment. So she stood there silently, snuffling, resisting the urge to shuffle back and forth to try to relieve the sting in her buttocks. It had been six weeks since they’d brought Alia and Kylie home to live with them. Risa was overjoyed to have her friends with her, even if they were rather unsettled. Well, Alia was, Kylie wasn’t really with it. She was slowly getting better, but she spent long periods of time, looking out the window at nothing, in an almost catatonic state. Alia, on the other hand, was anything but quiet. She let anyone who would listen know of her displeasure. She was angry, so angry. With good reason, Risa knew. Still, she’d had to tell the other girl to stop disrespecting Ben and his brothers. It wasn’t their fault she’d been kidnapped and they were doing their best to get her back to her family. However, the council wasn’t cooperating. They refused to believe Ben’s claims that Guy and Henley had been kidnapping women from other planets. Finally, he’d given up to think and regroup. Luckily, as Ben had thought, Henley didn’t report Alia and Kylie’s disappearance because he might have been asked some tricky questions about their backgrounds. So the girls were here until Ben could figure something out. A month ago, Risa had discovered she was pregnant. Something that had overjoyed and scared her. Having a baby without modern facilities. Well, she didn’t have much choice, but she also tried not to think about it too much. She wasn’t sure how long she’d been standing there, her bottom on display, when there was a knock on the door. “Come in,” Ben called. Risa stiffened as she heard the door open then close, wishing with all her might that she was anywhere else. Ben must be really angry with her to put her punished bottom on display like this. “Hey, Ian.” Ben greeted his brother warmly. Risa hunched her shoulders further. “Ahh good, Risa’s here. I was just coming to make sure she’d spoken to you.” “Oh yes?” Ben asked, his voice curious. “Do you think it wise to leave her standing there like that when she fainted this afternoon?” “She what?” Ben roared in a voice she’d rarely heard him use. Suddenly she was pulled into his arms, swept off her feet and held against his chest. He walked over to the sofa and sat with Risa held closely on his lap, his hand rubbing her back even as he looked down at her furiously. “You fainted today? Why didn’t you tell me?” “It was nothing, Ben. I just stood up too quickly,” she said hastily, glaring over at Ian who was staring down at her sternly. “You knew she fainted and you didn’t tell me?” Ben demanded of his brother. “That’s what I was coming to do. She begged me to let her tell you, I was coming to make sure she did. I wouldn’t take a risk with her health.” “You should have found me immediately. She should be in bed, not standing in the corner with a well-spanked bottom.” “I agree about the corner part, but the spanked bottom, well, I’d say she deserves that.” Risa wrinkled her nose at Ian. Unfortunately Ben must have caught sight of her expression because he tightened his hold on her warningly. “Risa what have I always told you about lying to me?” he said softly.

Risa shifted uncomfortably, wincing as the material of his pants irritated her poor bottom. “I didn’t lie!” she protested. Probably not her wisest course of action. She knew she should be begging his forgiveness, but damn it, she just didn’t feel like it. “You omitted to tell me the truth, which is as good as a lie. This is to do with your health and safety young lady. You need to be seen by a doctor. You should be in bed. Which is where you’re going right now.” He stood, holding her tight as she struggled. “Ben, it’s the middle of the day!” “I don’t care. Bed’s the best place for you until we figure out why you fainted. It won’t hurt you to have a nap anyway.” He carried her up the stairs easily and into their bedroom where he sat her on the bed. He pulled her shirt over her head. Then moved to tug down her skirt. “Ben, I don’t need a nap, I’m fine.” “Well, you’re getting one. And you’ll stay in this bed until I say otherwise.” He looked down at her sternly and she shut her mouth on her protest. He stood her up and pulled back the covers. “On your stomach,” he ordered. Risa looked up in surprise, gulping at the serious look on his face. “But you already spanked me,” she whimpered. “Stop arguing with me.” She rolled onto her stomach slowly. “Up on your knees and widen them.” She did as he asked, her face resting on the bed, her bottom on display. “Ben, please, I’m sorry,” she begged. “I don’t think you are, not yet,” he replied grimly. “Open your bottom.” “Ben, no.” “Oh, yes. Open it now.” She cried, wanting to run but knowing she wouldn’t get far. He hardly ever punished her this way and she so hated it. But she reached back and parted her bottom cheeks. “Keep yourself open,” he ordered quietly. Tears ran down her face in a steady stream but she did as ordered, she didn’t dare disobey. Wet, lubricated fingers entered her asshole, pressing, pushing, thrusting. She moaned, feeling a stirring of pleasure around her clit. But before she could gain much enjoyment from his touch, he pulled his fingers out and pushed a foreign object slowly inside her. A plug. She whimpered as he pressed it into her asshole. When it was fully inside, he patted her on the bottom. “Lie down now, sweetheart.” Risa moved slowly, carefully, her butt stung and the unusual fullness of her bottom being plugged had her feeling off-balance. Ben pulled the covers up around her and rubbed her back soothingly as she sniffled miserably. “I-I’m sorry,” she stated tearfully. “I just don’t know what’s gotten into me.” “Shh, all is forgiven, sweetheart. We’ll start afresh from now on, okay? It’s as much my fault for letting so many misbehaviors slide. I won’t be making that mistake anymore.” She swallowed. Damn, she thought to herself. “Now, you lie there and get some sleep and I’ll come check on you later. I love you.” He leaned down and kissed her gently, lovingly. “Ben?” she called out as he stood. “Yes, sweetheart?” “Who is the pregnant woman you spanked before?” He grinned and she blushed, aware of how jealous she sounded. “It was at the spanking academy, of course.”

“What? What spanking academy?” “Have I never told you about that? All men are given an education about spanking women in all walks of life, old, young, pregnant and infirm. Those who are from wealthier families go to an academy. Others are taught by elders in the village.” “I should have guessed,” she replied dryly. Only in Rayshod would there be a Spanking Academy. He chuckled as he left the room.

Chapter Fourteen Risa was sick of lying in bed, she’d had a long nap and now she felt so much better. She sighed, Ben must have forgotten about her, even though he’d told her she wasn’t to get out of bed until he came for her, he surely didn’t mean for her to lie around forever doing nothing. She had a household to run. She didn’t have time to be lazy. Mind made up, she rolled over, wincing as she sat on her sore bottom. Risa stood quickly, swaying slightly as stars danced before her eyes. Damn, she had to remember to stand up more slowly. She slowly walked over to the long mirror and turning around, lifted her skirt and peered over her shoulder. She winced at the red, blotchy skin covering her buttocks. “Damn, damn, damn,” she muttered. She grasped the base of the plug and pulled it from her bottom slowly, chucking it into a bowl of water with a moue of distaste. Dressing herself, she washed her flushed face, fixed her hair and strode determinedly out of the bedroom door. She admitted to herself that Ben had been right to take her to task, she’d been behaving abominably lately, her moods swinging all over the place, and she should have told him that she’d fainted. She knew how much he worried about her. He’d become particularly overprotective now that she was pregnant. It wasn’t as though there was anything wrong with her, though, she’d simply stood up too quickly. Risa was halfway down the stairs when she was swept up into strong arms. Ian’s face glared down at her in anger. “You are in so much trouble, brat.” “Let me down,” she complained, twisting in his arms. “Like hell, lay still, Risa, or I’ll make sure you can’t sit down for a week!” She gasped, stilling in horror at that threat. “You wouldn’t dare!” “Watch me.” “What the hell is going on?” Both Ian and Risa stilled, looking down at Ben. He stood at the bottom of the stairs, his hands on his hips, his face as dark as thunderclouds. “Ian, what are you doing carrying Risa down the stairs?” he asked calmly enough, but his fury was easily conveyed in those few, quiet words. “Better than her walking,” Ian replied, equally as calm as he carried a now subdued Risa down the steps and placed her into Ben’s arms. “Obviously you didn’t spank her enough, brother. I caught her trying to sneak down the stairs.” “What?” Ben glared down at Risa who winced. “You forgot to come and get me. I was lying in bed for ages.” She felt slightly ashamed of the whining tone to her voice. “I didn’t forget about you, Risa. You were supposed to spend the rest of the day in bed. You certainly were not supposed to walk down the stairs on your own. What if you had fainted? You could have fallen to your death.” He continued to scold her as he carried her into the study and sat her on the couch. It was déjà vu as he paced up and down the room. “Honestly, Risa, have you lost all your good sense? Obviously you’re incapable of making sensible decisions. I can see I’m going to have to keep a close watch on you, young lady.” “But Ben—”

“No, no ‘but Bens’, you’ve had all the chances I’m willing to give. Now, you are going back to bed and you are going to stay there even if I have to tie you to it!” She winced at that, but before he could scoop her up into his arms there was a knock at the door. “Come in,” Ben called. A timid maid opened the door and spoke quietly, not looking up from the floor. “The doctor’s here, sir,” she whispered quietly. Ben sighed. “Send him in then.” Once the door had closed, Risa turned to Ben. “The doctor? I don’t need a doctor, Ben.” He frowned. “Oh yes, you do, I’m not taking any chances with your health.” Risa sat back with a humph, frowning further as her bottom protested the movement. She was feeling very hard done by. The doctor, when he entered the room, was a surprise. She’d been expecting the older man she’d seen when she’d first discovered her pregnancy. Instead he was a young, strapping guy with a friendly smile. “Sir,” the doctor immediately walked over to Ben and shook his hand. “Nice to meet you, I’m Doctor Joe Matthews.” “Nice to meet you too, I was expecting your father?” Ben queried. “My uncle. I’m helping him out, not that he needs much help, but he wants to give me some work. I used to work for Sir Harrison before he passed on.” “No reflection on your doctoring skills, of course,” Ben joked. The doctor smiled, not taking offense. “There was nothing to be done for Sir Harrison, I’m afraid, except make him comfortable.” “So you’re a personal doctor? Looking for a permanent position?” Uh-oh, Risa didn’t like the tone to Ben’s voice. It was very…thoughtful. “Yes, I am. Now, my patient?” he asked as if she weren’t sitting right there. Ben moved over to take her hand, helping her rise. “This is my wife, Lady Risa.” The doctor immediately frowned as he looked over at her, his gaze roaming her body. “She’s very pale. I expected to find her in bed after your messenger said she’d fainted.” His tone of voice was slightly reproving and she thought him rather brave to attempt to scold Ben. Ben’s voice was mild as he spoke. “And so she was until my brother discovered her ten minutes ago descending the stairs on her own.” The doctor frowned deeper. “Doesn’t she know how dangerous that could be? If she fainted she could fall and hit her head.” “She is standing right here,” Risa said grumpily, tired of being talked about as though she didn’t exist. “Risa, I wouldn’t think you’d want another spanking so soon,” Ben warned. Risa flushed in embarrassment, glaring at Ben. But he didn’t back down, staring down at her sternly. She looked from Ben to the doctor and lowered her head. “I apologize,” she said stiffly. “As you can probably tell, my lady wife is struggling with mood swings, she’s happy one moment, grouchy the next.” “Hmm.” Doctor Joe tapped his chin thoughtfully. “Is it possible to move into the bedroom to do this examination?” “Certainly,” Ben replied. “It’s where I was about to return her to, she was supposed to stay there all afternoon.” Doctor Joe followed them up the stairs as Risa glared at Ben as much as she dared. “Are all your bedrooms upstairs?”

“Yes,” Ben replied shortly as he stepped into the bedroom and stood her on her feet. He stripped her clothes off her quickly. Risa gasped in shock as she suddenly found herself in just her underclothes. “Ben,” she gasped, blushing, horrified. “Don’t,” she cried as he pulled her underclothes off. “Stop it, Risa. I’ve had enough of this behavior.” He turned her around and pulling down her underwear, smacked her sharply and harshly. “You will behave yourself and conduct yourself in a manner more becoming of a lady.” Risa stiffened as she realized just how truly furious he was with her. He never spanked her in front of strangers and he never talked to her in quite that tone. She was in trouble.

Chapter Fifteen Risa lay on the bed, naked, her bottom red and throbbing. She’d foolishly objected to the doctor’s order to strip and get on the bed. Ben hadn’t even hesitated, he’d taken her over his knee in front of the doctor and spanked her steadily until she was sobbing, pleading. When he’d allowed her to rise, she’d stripped without another word. “Scoot down to the bottom of the bed, Lady Risa,” the doctor spoke calmly as Ben sat in a chair by the bed. Risa glanced at Ben, saw his stern glare, and slowly obeyed. She moved until the bottoms of her feet reached the edge of the bed. “Keep coming.” Doctor Joe smiled at her and she followed his directions until her legs lay off the end of the bed, her hips resting on the edge. “Normally I’d use an examination table so you’ll just have to bear with me.” “Just say what you need and I’ll get it brought up for you,” Ben said quietly. “Actually, two chairs for her feet would be good.” Ben stood and went to the door, talking quietly to the servants waiting outside the door. “Now, milady, if you could sit up for me.” She did so sullenly. For a start his examination resembled that of any doctor back home, he felt over her face, examined her throat, ears and eyes, his hands moving around to her glands and down her neck. She blushed slightly as he performed a breast examination but his touch was impersonal, clinical, and she gradually relaxed. A light knock at the door had her stiffening. “Shh,” he murmured as he pushed her onto her back on the bed. Ben carried over two chairs and the doctor placed them about four feet apart at the base of the bed. “Now, she’s been moody?” he asked. “Definitely,” Ben replied. “Loving but firm discipline will take care of that. As well as a strict schedule of sleep, exercise and diet, particularly through these first few months. Discipline and sexual release give women an outlet for all the emotions that otherwise bottle up inside and then explode in bad behavior.” “What a load of bullshit,” Risa replied. Then she gasped, horrified at herself. Ben had always warned her not to sass him in front of others. She could state her opinion in private, but never in a public setting where he’d be forced to punish her. She was immediately rolled onto her stomach. “Get her thighs,” the doctor said calmly. “That bottom is still a bit pink.” Ben’s hand landed again and again on her poor thighs until she howled. Then she was rolled once more onto her back, sniffling and sobbing. “The key is continuous, short bouts of discipline,” the doctor advised. Damn, she was really starting to hate him. “It’s not wise to discipline a pregnant woman long or harshly, it upsets them too much. However, regular, lighter discipline sessions each day will keep her feeling loved, safe and secure. It’s not that she wants to act this way, she simply can’t help it.” Pompous, arrogant git, oh, if only she had the strength she’d set him on his ass. She smiled at the thought. “See,” the doctor pointed out. “She’s smiling, she’s obviously feeling a lot better already, aren’t you, Lady Risa?”

He chuckled at her glare. “Now, I take it she’s been having regular naps?” he asked Ben, who frowned. “Ahh, no.” The doctor looked over at him in surprise as he parted her legs, placing a foot on the seat of one chair, and then doing the same with her other foot. “What are you doing?” she gasped, trying to keep her thighs together. “Risa,” Ben warned, and staring at his stern expression, the promise in his eyes, she let the doctor spread her open so her pussy was on display. “Shh, shh, milady,” the doctor whispered soothingly as tears ran down her cheeks. “It’s no wonder she’s in this state,” the doctor bravely scolded Ben. “She’s overtired, overwrought and probably scared and unsure. She needs firmness. She needs attention, love, care and plenty of sleep.” “I just had an afternoon nap,” Risa protested, feeling the need to stick up for Ben. The doctor examined her feet, then her legs. She squirmed, embarrassed. “You should be having morning and afternoon naps every day,” the doctor said firmly. “Now, do I need to get some servants in here to hold you down, milady?” he asked as she continued to squirm. She shook her head. “No.” Lord, that would be highly embarrassing. Ben grasped her hand, holding it tight as the doctor pulled open her pussy lips and felt along the inside. He lubricated his fingers and thrust two of them up inside her passage, rooting around, feeling every inch of her insides as she whimpered in protest. Then he withdrew and she closed her eyes, thankful it was over. Her eyes popped open as something cold and firm touched her pussy and slid inside her. “Easy, milady, I just have to open you up so I can have a look inside. She found herself being widened. He got in close, so close she could feel his breath against her insides, peering at her intently Finally he pulled the instrument from her pussy and she sighed. But she should have known by now it was too soon to celebrate. She jolted, jumping as his finger started caressing her clit while two fingers of his other hand thrust inside her. “How have her sexual responses been?” he asked Ben as he rubbed her clit. “Ben,” she moaned in protest. “Hush, sweetheart.” Ben stared down at her sternly. Risa tightened her lips, trying to hold back her reaction to the doctor’s touch. “Ahh, I haven’t been, we haven’t, I mean…” Ben trailed off. “You don’t find her attractive?” the doctor asked. “Of course I do,” Ben’s voice was filled with horrified anger. As they spoke the doctor continued to stimulate her. She panted, twisting her hips slightly. “I bet she doesn’t know that. She’s needs constant reassurance, and that includes sexual stimulation. Like discipline, it is another way for her to rid herself of the excess emotions running through her.” “I didn’t want to hurt her, I never thought, I mean, each night she falls asleep so quickly.” “Because she’s exhausted,” the doctor said quietly. “I usually suggest an orgasm before bed. You could put her to bed, bring you both to release then leave her to sleep while you go back to what you were doing.” By now she could barely hear them—she was so caught up in the pleasure. Then it hit her, wave after wave of endless release. She felt herself drifting away, lax and limp. Risa

didn’t even protest as she was turned. She now lay over the bed, pillows placed under her hips so she couldn’t touch the floor with her feet. “See how well-behaved she is now, some discipline, some release and she’s feeling much better.” What a jerk, she thought to herself, but couldn’t work up the energy to protest. The backs of her legs were inspected then her bottom. When he parted her butt cheeks she stiffened, whimpering, but didn’t move. Her bottom was still sore and throbbing, she didn’t want to add to the pain. A wet finger entered her ass, feeling around. “What are her bowel movements like?” “Ahh,” Ben replied as Risa buried her head, truly mortified. “I don’t know. Risa?” The doctor clicked his tongue as his finger rooted around in her ass. “Once a day,” she mumbled. “Really?” The doctor’s voice was disbelieving. “Because you feel very blocked up here. She should be on a regular schedule, twice a day and any abnormalities need to be noted and taken care of.” Ben blew out a breath as the doctor removed his finger. Risa relaxed too soon as something was inserted back into her bottom, this time something cool and firm. “Just taking your temperature,” the doctor said as she whimpered. “Her care is a lot more involved than I thought,” Ben said thoughtfully. “Yes, many send their pregnant wives to the nursery if they can afford it or older women in the village usually help care for them.” “I see.” “Hmm.” She was beginning to hate that thoughtful tone in the doctor’s voice. “Her temperature is up. Someone really is feeling poorly.” Risa was rolled over and placed under the bed covers, she snuggled down, feeling exhausted. Her eyes were drifting shut and she could barely make out Ben and the doctor’s conversation. “Unfortunately I don’t…time…look after…need…job?” “Will…schedule…be honored…great.” Risa fell asleep not realizing how her life was about to change.

Chapter Sixteen It had been two weeks since that first examination by Doctor Joe, and if she’d thought Ben overprotective before, she’d been wrong. It seemed since that visit from Doctor Joe the two of them had decided to gang up on her. She couldn’t even climb a set of stairs without one of them right there, ready to catch her if she fell. On the plus side, Ben had delegated some of his responsibilities so he could spend more time with her. And although there were times she wished for some time to herself, she loved having him around. Then there was Doctor Joe. Ben had hired him to take care of the household, but mostly he was there for her, Risa knew. Ben was worried about something happening to her. Which was cute. But really, she felt fine. Better than fine, actually. All the naps and healthy eating were doing her the world of good. Although she’d never tell Doctor Joe that. His head was big enough as it was. She sighed as she sat up, waiting for Doctor Joe to come in. He always liked to check her over first thing in the morning. Overkill, she thought. But then, if anything happened to her, well she guessed it was on his head. “Ahh, you’re awake. Sorry, I got held up.” He entered the room after a very brief knock. “How are you feeling this morning?” He walked over and tipped her face up, staring down at her. He must have been satisfied with what he saw because he smiled slightly. His smile grew as she squirmed a little. “Need the potty?” he asked. Risa glared at him. “Stop calling it that. I’m not a child for God’s sake.” His eyebrows rose at her tone and she sighed. He didn’t seem to understand that he was her employee. That she was the lady of the house. Arrogant, domineering man. No wonder he and Ben got on so well. She could guarantee that if she did anything Doctor Joe thought endangered her health and safety, Ben would hear about it. And her butt would soon be set on fire. “Sorry,” she said grudgingly. “I just really have to go.” “Come on, then,” he said, helping her up and leading her to the room next door which held the chamber pot. Ben had had a platform built over it, so she didn’t have to crouch. Risa was no longer embarrassed to be naked in front of him. But toileting without privacy was something she never thought she’d get used to. So as she sat on the simple wooden seat, busting. Yet she couldn’t let go. She groaned softly. “Risa,” the doctor warned. “Let go or I’ll have to help you.” She nodded, sighing in relief as she began to tinkle, then a stream of urine erupted. She paused halfway and waited. “Okay,” he said, and she widened her legs as he crouched in front of her and parted her lips with his fingers to stare at her pussy. God, she hated this, but he said it was the best way to test for an infection. “Go again.” She tried, she really did, but this morning it just wasn’t coming. Doctor Joe sighed as though disappointed. “Hold yourself open,” he ordered her. His hand reached up to tickle her side. “No wait, I can do it,” she said frantically. Just as his hands pulled her lips apart again she managed to pee, sighing in relief. “Good girl. All clear.”

He grabbed some toilet paper and she obligingly kept her legs apart, allowing him to pat her dry. He took an inordinately long time, far longer than she herself would have taken. She stood and washed her hands, walking back into the bedroom as he did the same. “Okay, bend over the bed and I’ll take your temperature.” Risa bent forward, resting her palms on the mattress before. She thought she’d be used to this by now. It was the same every morning. Doctor Joe had her bend over the bed. Then he pushed her ass cheeks apart and pushed the anal thermometer into her butt. Doctor Joe pulled the thermometer out. “Good, all normal. You can stand. How are you feeling? Any dizziness? Fatigue?” She shook her head. “Hungry?” he asked. “Oh yes.” Seemed like she was always hungry lately. After helping her dress, he carried her downstairs for her breakfast which she swallowed with the barest of grimaces. The food she now had to eat was bland but hearty. Every day was the same, oh how she hated it. “One more bite.” Obediently she swallowed another bite. Doctor Joe then led her outside for her morning walk. Afterwards, they returned to her sitting room so she could read quietly for an hour. “Right, time for your nap.” Risa sighed, closing her book. Doctor Joe carried her up the stairs—she wasn’t allowed to walk up them anymore. She wondered what he was going to do when she was huge with baby. As the doctor was undressing her, Ben entered the bedroom. “Well, hello there.” Ben walked up to her and kissed her. “Leave us, please,” she heard him order the doctor. Ben reached down and grasped her naked breast. His fingers tweaked and rubbed her nipple. His other hand reached down and circled her clit, driving her wild. “Ohh, ohh,” she groaned. Ben reached down and whispered in her ear. “Do you want me, baby?” She nodded. “Lean down and rest your hands on the bed.” He kneeled behind her and parted the lips of her pussy. Risa drew her legs apart as he licked her already wet folds. Then his tongue tapped her clit, driving her wild. “Ben, oh Ben,” she cried out. Suddenly he stood and entered her from behind, driving deep. He moved behind her, his fingers parting her pussy lips as he pushed into her. Her orgasm came hard and fast as Ben pumped into her. She screamed with delighted pleasure, clamping down hard on his thick, delicious cock. Ben soon followed her over, groaning as he shot his cum deep inside her. As they both calmed he helped her stand. “Time for your morning nap, sweetheart,” he said gently. She sighed and let him place her in bed. When he tucked her into bed, he took the time to sit beside her, holding her hand and rubbing her forehead. As she drifted off to sleep, Risa smiled, knowing how well she was loved.

The End

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