Conquering Sabrina

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before him evoked no emotion, not even amusement as Raoul carried her kicking and screaming, just as he had promised.
    “Now, my darling wife, I believe it is time you received a firmer lesson in obedience. Your bottom is very pink from your previous spankings, but I cannot wait any longer to discipline you again. You must learn my rule over your safety. Perhaps, a sore crimson-coloured bottom from a harsh bare-buttock paddling will finally tame you and put your doubts of my love to rest. I have been too lenient in your discipline for your own good after what has happened to you, but now I must act when your life is at stake again. A little public punishment will help you succumb to my rules.”
    “You’re mad,” she screamed.
    “Hush. Pierre, do you have my paddle ready?”
    The young good-looking chauffeur stepped forward eagerly, brandishing the punishing smooth wooden paddle.
    “Yes, sir, just as you requested.”
    Sabrina felt herself lowered to the ground. She stared at the paddle with horror as Raoul bent and stretched her bound body over the warm bonnet face down. She felt him quickly lift her coat and dress, bunching them around her waist, exposing her covered bottom to Pierre and the snowy elements. Icy air blasted across her body as gentle snowflakes settled on her fragile pale skin. Tears gathered in Sabrina’s eyes. He had to still love her if he was willing to discipline her so publicly. Every word he’d spoken was correct. She’d never believed herself worthy of his love and it was the real reason she didn’t believe him about Cressida. It was time to stop doubting, to become who she really was to herself and to Raoul. Whether she dared to admit it or not, she craved the security of Raoul’s strong discipline and domination. Shameful though she felt, she remembered her need for its soothing reassurance and her willing submission.
    She groaned when she heard him curse in French at the silk underwear adorning her bottom and her rebellion for hiding a pair back when the maid had come to take her underwear away and burn them. The ripping sound of it being removed was becoming familiar.
    “You have earned yourself an extra strike for wearing panties, Sabrina,” he snapped.
    Sabrina felt Raoul’s cool hands on her hips as he shifted her into a perfect position for her punishment. Instructing Pierre to hold her tied arms down at the front, his fingers skimmed the tops of the sexy lace holdups, then lifted her buttocks in his hands as if to test the fleshy weight. He gave them a tight squeeze, making Sabrina grimace from the lingering soreness caused by her previous punishments.
    “Mmmm, Sabrina, the little extra weight to your curves makes me crave you all the more,” he told her seductively. “Do you not believe it does her justice, Pierre?”
    There was a pause and a shadow over the bonnet of the car, telling Sabrina Pierre had moved to study her bottom closely. She squirmed, feeling her cheeks blush hotly with embarrassment.
    “Yes, it serves her very well. I envy you, sir. A hard paddling will enhance her bottom with a healthy crimson shade.”
    “I agree.”
    Raoul gave a small laugh as he took hold of her hips to halt her movement and hold her in place.
    “Pierre is excellent with the paddle. I have learnt much from watching him in action.”
    Sabrina gave a sudden gasp, hearing the paddle swish through the air unexpectedly and thwack her bottom hard. Tears sprang from her eyes at her humiliation in front of Pierre as the second and third came thick and fast, giving her no time to catch her breath. She pressed her face against the car’s bonnet to hide her blushes. She’d forgotten how adept the paddle was at silencing her verbal protests with its sensual fierceness. Pierre’s praise of Raoul’s practiced hand and the noise of the paddle both chastened and forced her into submissive acceptance of Raoul’s domination, as did the seeping wetness between her thighs. Her breasts swelled and

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