Page 6 of Her World In His Hands

She hung her head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think… I was only playing.” She felt his touch under her chin, lifting her face to meet his softened gaze. “I would never harm you, Sassa, you have become the love of my life. I will however drill into you how dangerous it is to ignore my instructions. Bad choices come with consequences and the corollary of that will be a hand spanking on your cute backside. I’m certain you won’t forget my lesson in a hurry. It will hurt, but not do you any harm. I am sure you will cry, but afterwards all shall be forgiven and we will be able to move on without any recrimination between us.” Taking her arm, he led her behind the curtain and seated himself on the bed’s side. With a gentle tug she landed over his hard thighs, her hands braced upon the floor. Whimpering she braced herself, elbows locked and buttocks tensed.

She felt his warm hand sweep over her naked back and rest upon her buttocks.

“Relax your arse cheeks or this will hurt far more than it should,” he advised.

She tried, but failed to do as he suggested.

“Part your legs,” he commanded.

Reluctantly she did as he asked and parted her legs, embarrassed by the humiliating position.

She felt him shift beneath her and then his leg inserted itself over and between her own so she was unable to close her thighs. “Much better,” he praised.

A stinging smack landed on her bottom, shocking her with the suddenness of the blow. Emitting a cry as another landed, followed by a succession of rhythmic spanks which peppered her backside from right to left.

“Ow-wee…”

“In future you will listen when I tell you to do something and not defy me, do you understand me, Sassa?” his lecture interrupted her squeals and groans.

“Yes, yes, I promise!” she wailed. “Can we stop now that I’ve learned my lesson!” she pleaded reaching back to protect her scorching behind.

“We are nowhere near finished, naughty one,” he informed her, giving an insouciant chuckle as he imprisoned her wrists. Infuriated, she struggled, but to no avail. Shocked by her lack of success, Sassa bucked fruitlessly. Held captive there was nothing she could do.

Her backside heated with every scorching impact and although she railed against his control, a kernel of lust grew at his dominance. A warmth suffused her from within and she realised that she was no longer afraid he would hurt her, instead she relished his dominance and found to her amazement her hips were rising to meet the punishing palm of his hand.

Njord sensedher fear and sent out reassuring vibes to calm her, the unexpected result was that half way through her spanking she became aroused. He smelt her arousal and was instantly hard. Shifting to ease the ache in his groin only exacerbated the situation as she bucked against his engorged length. Sucking in a ragged breath he halted the soothing vibes yet she remained aroused. Even as her tears dripped down onto his calf, her honey slipped warmly onto his thigh. The anomaly was highly intoxicating. Gritting his teeth, he fought against the urge to toss her onto the bed and make love to her. This punishment was necessary to ensure her future safety, it was important he see it through to the end. Experience told him she hadn’t yet reached the point of submission and true regret. Raising his knee so her bottom was higher, he rained crisp spanks upon her upper thighs. Her shrieks of protest told him he was making headway and getting through to her.

Her pleading became interspersed with apologies and promises that she would listen to him in future. Righting her so that she sat gingerly on his lap, she accepted his comfort, weeping into his shoulder.

“There now, all is forgiven,” he murmured, stroking the soft flesh of her inner thighs, his slow circular caresses shifted onto her Mons and cupped her sex. With a shuddering sigh she parted her legs and her tears dried. With expert fingers he brought her to a powerful culmination and held her tenderly. Lifting her onto the bed he brushed her forehead with his lips before securing her house and leaving to return to his palace in Asgard.

CHAPTERTHREE

Sassa wasnervous about seeing him again and yet when he returned the following day, he treated her as though yesterday’s spanking had never occurred. He offered to take her below the sea again but only if she promised to stay beside him and follow his commands which she quickly agreed she would do.

It had been another amazing day; a special gift she felt she could never repay. Sharing his realm under the sea while blessed with enhanced senses, allowing her to enjoy the sharp scent of sea salt, the pungent smell of fish and the enticing aroma of seaweed and underwater fauna was magical. Strong in her aquatic form, it had been wonderful to move with such ease and speed through the briny depths, swirling and turning with sinuous abandon in mermaid form had been truly liberating.

Back on land, it had only taken a moment for her feet to emerge from the fin of her tail as she rose to stand naked under Njord’s heated gaze, which felt like a physical touch as it swept greedily over her body. Warmth suffused her skin under such bold perusal, and in that moment, she knew she would give herself to him. Her virginity was the only gift she had to bestow on him. It would be her way of repaying him for the wonderful experience of allowing her to share the sea with him.

First, she heated stew for their supper which they ate in comfortable silence. Afterwards, he drew her to her feet and clasped her hand. She led the way behind the curtained off area where her bed stood, gently he pressed her back onto the covers.

The kiss they shared was just as honeyed as the first they’d shared. His masculine scent mingled with the smell of the sea, and cloaked her in a rich seductive perfume, he held her in his thrall. A hand cupped her breast pressing against her nipple which beaded tight against his palm; she let out her breath, a half sigh, half moan. Her blood heated and swept through her veins at such speed it caused her head to whirl. Pushing her hands up into his thick hair, she drew him down to her breast. He needed no further invitation and latched onto a tightly budded nipple.

The sweet tug of his mouth caused her to arch into the caress with a mewl of pleasure. She thought there could be nothing sweeter but she soon discovered she was wrong when he kissed his way down her body halting at her shadowed apex. Shifting her legs apart he settled himself, his gaze hooded as he stared down at her. “Beautiful.” His deep voice held the ring of truth and she was too moved to refute him. Under his admiring gaze her flesh throbbed needily, the pulse beat ferociously between her legs.

His mouth lowered to meet the needy thrum; with a gasp she subsided weakly on the bed.And I thought I was gifting him? But this,thiswas yet more magic that he was bestowing onher! She would not argue,could not argue. Every sensuous touch, each lick of his tongue sent sensation curling through her body, heating her blood until she simmered and ached to boil over. There was more, instinctively she knew there was more. Her body strained towards themore, abandoning all restraint. He filled her whole world as he held her body in his hands, his rasping tongue explored her crevices, sweeping her cleft from end-to-end; finishing at a certain place that quadrupled her pleasure. Sassa’s eyes rolled back and she cried out in blissful surrender.

Heavy weight pressed her into the bed. Opening her eyes, she met his deep unfathomable gaze. “Ready my love?” he asked gruffly.

In answer she stretched her neck and touched his lips with hers. igniting a flame of desire that she knew instinctively would always burn bright between the two of them. A slick rounded smoothness pressed up against her opening. Penetrating slowly, his girth stretched and filled her, inch by delicious inch, a pressure, a sharp pain, then a long voluptuous slide which ebbed and flowed like the sea tides as his hips swivelled and snaked. He became harder, thicker and demanding, kissing her with thrilling urgency that mirrored the pounding shaft imbedded deep within her heated flesh. Heart hammering, she followed as he led her into a realm of decadent, luscious delight.

All restraint abandoned, he set a wickedly insidious rhythm which she gloried in, revelling in the tender violence of his lovemaking.

Sudden blinding light pierced her brain as wave after wave of indescribable pleasure overwhelmed her senses and left her annihilated. Her body replete, she surrendered her heart to her intoxicating and untamed God, Njord.

Day after dayNjord left at dawn and returned midmorning just as the last of her visitors left. Losing her virginity had subtlety altered Sassa’s visions. Now she could handle inanimate objects and see into the future. She’d discovered the new phenomenon when accepting silver from a man who wished to know about sex of his unborn child. Handling the coin, she had seen a far-off time when money would be made from paper, it had been an exciting discovery. Since then, she had tested her ability on other objects, discovering that at some future point women would wear trousers and some would even cut their hair short!

Lovemaking with Njord was the highlight of her day.

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