Chapter 7

Lynn's faint turned into sleep and she did not awaken until the next morning, finding herself alone in the big bed. While her nest had received some badly needed rest, she was now so sore in the rear that it was painful simply to move. She was ashamed, more deeply ashamed than at any time in her life. Running the events of yesterday through her mind over and over only made it worse. There was no excuse for her behavior. She had cheated on her husband of only one day. She deserved what she got, yet Lynn realized that she felt fear for the first time -- fear of Denise and what she could and would do. Her own reaming had been vicious, but nothing compared to what the poor servant had suffered -- permanent disfigurement (the woman could never afford plastic surgery to remove the scars). A chill ran through Lynn as she again saw the fury in Denise's eyes as she had sodomized the servant. She wondered if Denise would have killed the woman if there had not been witnesses.

The door opened and Denise walked through smiling and carrying a breakfast tray.

"Awake at last? How about some breakfast?" she said placing the tray across Lynn's lap. The wife trembled visibly in fear and remorse.

"Denise, I know what I did was unexcusable..."

"As I already said, you made a mistake and you have been disciplined. We need never speak of it again."

"You forgive me?" ask Lynn weakly.

"Of course I forgive you. I love you Lynn."

"I do love you Denise. I'll never..."

"Just never, ever cheat on me again, because if you do, you will pay the price... and I don't forgive a second time."

"I... I understand." said Lynn hanging her head.

"Now," intoned Denise in a cheery voice, "enough of this. Your surprise will be here tomorrow and I want you fit and happy to enjoy it. I think most of your days activities are going to be centered around the spa and soaking up some sun on the beach."

"Sounds wonderful!" responded Lynn, Denise's tone lifting her mood.

"Need some help?" asked the blonde noting Lynn having trouble walking.

"Yes, please," replied Lynn placing her arm on Denise's shoulder for support.

"Denise?"

"Yes, darling?"

"I'm sorry. I am so truly sorry."

"I know. Remember the lesson, but now it's time to put it behind us -- so to speak."

They both laughed, but even Denise's arms around her could not quite dispel the fear which had now become a part of their relationship. Lynn was troubled by this violent, vengeful side of Denise which she never knew existed.

Lynn and Denise spent the day relaxing. Lynn had tried to call Paul several times to wish him a happy birthday even though it was a day early. She had sent him a present, but wanted very much to talk with him, especially since they had not talked since before the wedding, but his roommate at the college indicated he had not seen Paul all day and did not know how he could be reached. She had tried two other numbers where she thought he might be, but without success. By evening Lynn was rested although still sore. That night she performed fellatio on Denise and eagerly drank her mistress's sperm, silently wishing for the child she was now desperate to have. Despite Denise's forgiveness, Lynn knew her mistress would never forget her infidelity. A child, however, would not only provide the bond which Lynn felt they now needed, but would also provide Lynn with a focus other than sex. She admitted to herself that sex would always play a major role in her life. She had come to accept the fact that she needed the domination, the debasement and the sexual stimulation that, first Peter, and now Denise provided. But by having a baby, perhaps she could channel some of her attention away from her seemingly constant carnal cravings. Perhaps with a baby to care for and shower attention upon, what occurred yesterday would never happen again.

They lay in each others arms.

"Denise?"

"Yes?"

"I want to have your baby. Please!"

"Soon darling, very soon!"

The next morning Lynn tried playfully to badger Denise into revealing the surprise which she had promised. Denise, just as playfully, refused to reveal anything about it except that it would arrive that night and she felt Lynn would be pleased. Lynn, feeling much better now that she was fully rested and with the soreness almost gone, was in high spirits because of Denise's commitment to their having a child. This was tempered by the fact that she was still unable to reach Paul by phone. They lay on the beach in the afternoon and made love, Lynn imagining her egg being fertilized each time her mistress filled her vagina with sperm even though she had not yet gone off the pill as her husband had directed.