“That’s the thing about tells. You don’t realize you’re doing it. That’s why I win at cards and that’s how I know you’re lying. If I gave you the command to get naked now and walk outside the house, you’d enjoy it.”
“Just try it, see what happens.”
“I might just do that if you don’t start showing me some respect, Anna. You seem to be under the impression this is an equal relationship. It’s not. I am in charge. I know you. I know the things you like, even if you’re not ready to admit them yet.”
“You don’t know anything about me.”
“I know you get turned on when I spank you. I know your pussy gets wet and you want me to fuck you. Have you come since you arrived here?”
“I am not answering that question.”
“I’m your husband. You will answer me.”
“I will not.”
“I’ll make it simple. You will answer or I will spank you in the kitchen in front of Imogen and Jessica.”
“Now I know you’re bluffing. They went off with Sergio on the boat.”
“Didn’t say I’d do it now, did I?”
Her face changes. She looks like she’s wrestling with herself. “You wouldn’t, would you?”
I smile at her. “That’s the thing. It’s not up to you. It’s up to me. All of this is up to me. Get used to that fact. It’ll make your life easier. Now answer my question. Have you come since you arrived on the island?”
“I told you, I’m not answering that.”
I get to my feet, walking around the desk and leaning down toward her. “That is unacceptable. How do you think it makes me look if I can’t control my own wife?”
“I don’t give a shit how it looks.”
“Cursing yet again. I warned you what would happen if you did that. Stand up and bend over the desk.”
“Please, Leo. You don’t have to do this.”
“You’re making me do it. You’re refusing to answer a simple question. You’re cursing despite my explicit instructions not to.” I let a smile play across my lips. “Anyone would think you want me to spank you.”
“I don’t. I really don’t.”
“That tell again. Two slow blinks. Get up and undo your pants. I want them around your ankles in three seconds flat or I take off my belt.”
“Please, Leo. Don’t make me do this.”
“Do it or I make you walk around naked all day with my belt marks on your ass for everyone to see. I lean toward her ear. Imagine all their eyes on you, looking at your body, wanting you, desiring you, touching you if I give permission. You want that? You want to be the center of attention? Perhaps with a plug in your ass and clamps on your nipples, a collar around your neck to show you’re mine. You want that instead of a simple spanking? Time’s running out, Anna. How do you want this to go?”
She gets to her feet as I start undoing my belt. She shoves her pants down to her ankles. “There,” she says. “Satisfied?”
“What’s this?” I ask, tugging her panties up high, stretching the fabric to reveal the damp patch between her legs. “Getting wet, are you?”
“I’m not.” The lie sounds as weak to me as it clearly does to her.
“You want to be spanked,” I tell her, kneeling down, hooking my fingers into the waistband of her panties. “You want my hand on your ass. It makes you feel alive, doesn’t it, Anna? You like being punished for being bad, don’t you? Like the idea of displaying your body? Knowing how people will react to the sight of your nudity?”
I look straight at her pussy as her panties join her pants around her ankles. I can smell the sweet scent of her arousal and it takes all my self control not to reach out with my tongue and lick her straight to orgasm.
“Bend over the desk,” I tell her, watching as she turns around. “Hands out, head down. Now, don’t move.”
I lift her left leg, tugging her pants and panties free. “Move your knees apart. Do it right now.”