Journey to Love Page 10

  Jack felt a sudden urge to really spank her hard. He had been so worried when Kathy was helping Olivia but this latest escapade had made him cross with worry. How could he get it through to her? Smack! Smack! Smack! He smacked the paddle hard on her bottom, the implement making her bottom bounce and ripple. Kathy screeched and he stopped. He looked down at the angry red marks he had made. He had been far too hard. He stopped and sent a quick prayer winging its way before beginning again, but this time in his usual 'naughty girl' way.

  Kathy almost sighed with relief. She detected the more moderate level of the spanking but they still hurt. Her bottom began to sting everywhere as the paddle smacked down all over, sometimes here and sometimes there. Soon she could barely hold still as the spanking made her wriggle constantly and her hands became rebellious. They ignored her and began to stray back to cover her bottom and protect it from the spanking. Finally one hand laid itself on her bottom.

  "Remove the hand Kathy, or there will have to be a second spanking after I've finished this one, and I will finish."

  She wanted to be good and take her spanking. "I don't know where to put my hands."

  "Reach back and hold the chair legs and don't let go. I'm going to give you eighteen more."

  She gulped with horror. Eighteen was all she had for her first spanking and her bottom was already sore. But Jack didn't spank hard. They were sharp taps no more but smacking down on an already tender bottom had a wonderful effect in bringing her bottom to inferno point. Finally she burst into tears more from shame and distress at having worried him than from the spanking. Jack counted out the last few smacks and then helped her to slide off his lap and put her feet on the floor.

  This time she did what he had so hoped she would do the last time he spanked her. She let herself be pulled onto his lap where she held in tight to him and cried her eyes out while he comforted her. They stayed like that for a long time until finally with a red nose and eyes still wet with tears she babbled all sorts of apologies telling him how much she loved him.

  It took a long time for them to part but eventually a sore, drained but much happier Kathy drove to her grandparents' house. Everyone hid their smiles at the sight of their normally serene girl looking like any other well spanked teenager. Madge had indeed put a cushion on her chair and she needed it because her bottom was exceedingly hot, stinging and very sore.

  "Well?" asked Olivia later. "Was it very bad?"

  Kathy rubbed her bottom and grinned. "The worst I've had but boy did I deserve it. I'll be OK tomorrow but right now I'd love an ice pack."

  "Oh no. We aren't allowed any lotions, wet towels or ice after a spanking, not in this family."

  Kathy laughed, loving the 'this family'. This family. She really was part of a family, and it was wonderful.

  ---oOo---

  The next day the police brought good news about Adam. When he was arrested and charged with rape they had been able to question other girls who appeared in his phone's address book. They soon collected a whole portfolio of complaints, many of a very serious nature. It seemed that Adam's attorney had persuaded him to do a deal and in return for a guarantee of a lighter sentence he would plead guilty to everything. That meant Olivia would not have to give evidence and neither would Kathy. They had also been very thorough in their search for evidence of Olivia's rape. In the trash of Adam's place they had discovered her missing clothing and shoes (which were evidence of course) but in the yard at the back of the factory they also found Olivia's cell phone. It was returned to her.

  The year seemed to Kathy to be flying by after that piece of good news. March came bringing her birthday and a lovely party thrown by her grandparents and attended by so many people Kathy could not believe it. She realised just how many friends she had made as well as the relatives she had suddenly acquired. She wasn't forgetting her mum, in fact the memory of her was sharp and clear each day, but she felt she was doing what her mum clearly wanted -living her life to the full.

  Her life was so busy what with college, Pioneers and all the many commitments with Jack, family and friends, that suddenly the end of the college year was upon her. She had done well and so had Stacey with help from her. Next year she wouldn't be living in college, but a married woman and coming in each day. There were only a handful of such students but the rules were still strict. To be in college after a certain time permission had to be granted and no overnight stays at all unless the Dean himself signed it off. The weekly meeting about her work still stood and she could still be given chores to do but obviously not a CTC.

  When college ended, her grandparents insisted she stay with them and indeed it wasn't at all clear to Kathy just what she would have done if she had not been accepted into the family. Would she have gone back to Britain? Got some sort of residential job, say in a hotel? She had never thought that far ahead but now it didn't matter. The first night she stayed at Madge and Matt's house it crossed her mind that in this family if she did anything wrong her grandfather might well want to spank her. It was a sobering thought and once again she thought just how different her life would have been if she had been brought up around here. Of course it didn't come up as she didn't misbehave and got on well with her grandparents.

  Finally the day of the wedding arrived. Kathy, Stacey and Olivia were all getting dressed in the large guest bedroom attended by her aunts Sarah Duval and Samantha Anderton who had made the dresses between them. They had insisted that Kathy wear a garter belt and stockings. Kathy had never worn one before but at Matilda's Lingerie she had, with Sarah standing right by her, selected a complete set of lacy bra, panties, garter belt and stockings to match, all in white.

  Stacey and Olivia had simple long dresses in a delicate dusky pink. They had agreed to also wear a garter belt set in order to help Kathy accept her set. Kathy was to carry a bouquet with a long trailing ribbon attached in the same dusky pink as the bridesmaids' dresses. When dressed, the three girls looked absolutely stunning and Kathy's two aunts were smugly pleased with their efforts. Stacey saw to the hair which was especially important as she was not wearing a veil.

  Kathy's dress was a masterpiece and she really thought her two aunts should go into business. When she first tried it on she stood in front of the mirror and in her best BBC commentary voice described it for an imaginary audience. She had her aunts in giggles as she spoke. "This elegant, fit and flair style sleeveless dress in over-embroidered tulle has a boat-shaped neckline and is complemented with a heavily jewelled crystal belt. The dress is fitted to below the hips then gently flairs out but it is not a skin-tight fit. Embroidery on the tulle fabric of the top is post manufacture and is exquisite. The crystal belt is a wonderful accessory adding ornamentation and sparkle to the dress."

  When Kathy's mum was alive, and they had sat dreaming about the future, her mum had told her that when Kathy got married she would wear a huge floppy hat and weep buckets. Although said in a throw away manner she had been serious. Her own relationship with her mother had not been good and she wanted things better between her and Kathy. When she heard that, Madge, Kathy's grandma, promised she would wear a huge floppy hat and weep buckets for the daughter-in-law she had never met. Since she never wore a hat, Kathy didn't take her seriously but come the wedding there was Madge in a hat so large and floppy she looked rather like a field mushroom.

  The church was packed and folk were standing in both the side aisles and at the back. Jack's extended family were all there, the British contingent that had come to support Kathy, the huge Anderton clan; and the congregation who loved Madge and Matt, admired Jack enormously and had taken Kathy to their hearts. Matt Anderton had escorted two daughters down the aisle and never expected to do it again, but he was to give Kathy away and he seemed to be bursting out of his suit with pride as the beautiful girl hung onto his arm. Kathy herself looked radiant. An overused word but accurate in her case.

  Madge cried tears enough for herself and her daughter-in-law as her granddaughter, the child she had almost
given up ever finding, arrived on the arm of her grandfather. Many of the congregation cried with her for Madge had always attended this church and they knew the heartache she had suffered.

  Jack made his vows in a clear, strong voice and then it was Kathy's turn. Many brides become inaudible except to the minister marrying them, but Kathy's acting skills helped and her voice rang out sweet and clear so that everyone could hear.

  "I, Katherine Marie Anderton, take you, Jack Taylor Myerscough, to be my wedded husband. I give myself to you, pledging my love for as long as we both live. Freely and in confidence I submit to your headship under our Heavenly Father. I will love, honour and obey you. With God's help I will seek always to support and please you no matter what problems our lives may encounter. Again with God's help I pledge to be an obedient and faithful wife all the days of my life."

  Some of the British contingent had raised eyebrows at this vow but Kathy had chosen it from a selection offered her by Brad Hoctor, feeling it said just what she wanted. To Kathy the service seemed incredibly fast although in fact it wasn't. Brad Hoctor gave an uplifting address on the importance and significance of marriage of which Kathy remembered little. She had to get a copy of it to realise just how thoughtful it had been.

  If Jack's wealthy relatives thought the wedding feast was homespun they certainly didn't show it. Perhaps they saw the love that had gone into its preparation and realised that was worth far more than expensive catering and ice sculptures. Then it was time for the dancing. Matt had organised a local band well known in the area and Jack led Kathy out for the first dance.

  The moment the music started Jack and Kathy were lost from the world of the wedding, they were transported into another universe where only they existed with the music. Their bodies flowed together, dancing effortlessly through time and space. There were tears from many as they watched the pair dancing - Jack so tall and strong and Kathy so beautiful, but both so clearly at one with each other. When the music ended they looked bewildered as if some instant time transporter had brought them from another world. They looked around in surprise at the applause before being joined by others to begin dancing again.

  It was time for Jack and Kathy to depart for the honeymoon and her bridesmaids took her off to change her clothes. The dress would be carefully cleaned and packed away to be brought out one day and shown to her children. Kathy threw her bouquet over her shoulder, feeling rather foolish to be honest, as she imagined the custom to be more Hollywood than real. However, it was Stacey that caught it and her friend looked pleased so Hollywood or not it was no bad thing to do.

  Kathy had been offered all sorts of romantic honeymoons including Hawaii and Venice, Italy but she asked Jack if they could stay right in this very state, for to her it had the most beautiful mountains and scenery. Jack found a hotel in the foothills of the mountains. It wasn't large but a pleasant family run affair with magnificent views and excellent cooking. The hotel had one suite only and Jack booked it. The room was huge with a private balcony looking out over the mountains and a bathroom so large that Kathy felt she might get lost in it.

  ---oOo---

  Kathy had been having erotic dreams about Jack for so long that she thought she would have no fears at all on her honeymoon. However, when she got to the suite she was suddenly overcome. She felt shy and nervous. Would she be able to please Jack? Was she attractive enough? What would he think when he saw her without clothes? It all bubbled up inside her like a volcano making her appear hesitant for the first time that day.

  Jack saw immediately that Kathy had become nervous. He took hold of her gently and kissed her slowly. When he had finished he said, "Kathy if you feel anything like me, you'd like a shower. Why don't you take a shower and put on something more comfortable and then I'll do the same."

  She smiled, realising what he was doing. He was giving her the opportunity to calm herself alone in the shower room with no pressure. But where should she undress? It would seem ridiculous to go in there to take off her clothes. At some point he was going to see her undress and they were after all married now. She took a deep breath and began taking off her outer clothes. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Jack was doing the same. She was down to just her underwear, feeling rather silly with the garter belt and stockings, when she heard Jack exclaim. She turned and he was just in underpants staring at her.

  "Kathy...you're so beautiful."

  She blushed fiercely feeling very self-conscious, "My aunts insisted on this underwear set."

  "I must remember to thank them," he said with a mischievous look.

  She blushed again and added blush to blush when he asked, "May I take them off so you can shower?"

  She didn't know how to reply to this but suddenly a tiny germ of mischief sprang up in her, "Well I don't know about that, but you are my husband. You could order me to let you and I would have to obey, wouldn't I. After all I did vow to obey you in front of a full church."

  "In that case, stand still Katherine Marie Myerscough because I plan to undress you."

  Kathy giggled and watched her tall strong husband walk towards her. Suddenly she gasped, "Jack, those scars...what...?"

  On Jack's ribcage was a nasty scar and on his stomach were two very clear scars that looked like he had been stabbed. He looked down embarrassed. "Oh those. I suppose I should have mentioned them. Not nice are they. A man was knocking a woman around and I intervened. He stabbed me several times before I managed to break his arm for him. I'm sorry about those. I've never pretended I was anything other than a flawed human being."

  "Jack, you're a good man and it is the man you are now I love not that man back then, as I have told you before I believe. Anyway you were protecting someone else. Now those scars are part of you and I just feel sorry that you had to endure that." She rubbed her hands gently over the scars and he laughed.

  "Are you delaying your undressing, Mrs Myerscough?"

  "Mr Myerscough, I wouldn't dare do such a thing."

  As he reached her he could feel her softness quivering slightly and he longed to take her to the bed immediately but he felt she needed time. He undid her bra and removed it slowly and carefully, exposing breasts that were so perfect in his eyes that for a moment he was still and speechless. She was blushing fiercely again so he kissed her very gently before going to her garter belt and unsnapping the stockings. Her blush deepened as with hands astonishingly gentle in such a big strong man, he removed her stockings and her belt asking her softly to lift first one foot and then the other.

  For Kathy the moment when Jack reached her panties was a major one. This was the difference between being single and married. She wanted him to see her naked but was ridiculously nervous about him doing so. He slipped her panties down with deft hands and almost without thought she lifted first one foot and then the other to step out of them. As she stepped back, he was looking at her with awe. Kathy blushed.

  "Katherine Marie Myerscough, you are a very beautiful woman." Suddenly he changed tone, "But you're delaying going in that shower to freshen up. Come along, hurry."

  He chased her, patting her bottom all the way while she giggled and enjoyed the change. The shower refreshed her, washing away the excitement and tension of a wedding and relaxing her. Jack had judged it right, she felt the strong desire coming back added to by the fact she was naked and he had undressed her. She felt desired and desirable.

  She came out wrapped in a towel and Jack went in. She slipped on the short beautiful silk nightdress that her aunts had assured her was just for show. They had brought a blush to her cheeks with their, "It won't be on for long Kathy." Not sure what to do then she got on the bed and sat with her back to the headboard watching the bathroom door.

  Jack came out without a towel. It was the first time she had seen him completely naked. He had built on a naturally strong physique by heavy manual work when young (and a great many bar room brawls) but it wasn't the physique her eyes were drawn to, it was his erection. Clearly Jack was very aroused by the
thought of finally making love to her.

  Kathy began to tremble all over, her breath coming in quick short gasps. It wasn't fear it was desire. This moment had invaded her dreams in many ways and now it was here. She had read so many novels where the blushing bride is scared but she felt no fear, nothing but desire for Jack. She had never seen a man's penis in real life let alone an erect one and it fascinated her. As he approached she reached out her hands and held it gently. Jack sucked in his breath at the feel of her cool gentle hands on the unrequited heat of his erection.

  She was surprised at how smooth the head was and loved the hot hardness of it. Suddenly she wasn't sure she should be holding it, but one look at Jack's face told her it was more than OK. Acting purely on instinct she leaned forward and kissed the tip of his penis and he groaned, pushed her back onto the bed and then lifted her legs around so she lay along the length. She opened her legs wide, her desire instructing her.

  Jack knelt down in front of her and pulling the short nightdress up began to kiss the special places between her legs. She was for a moment embarrassed but the feel of his mouth and tongue on her relaxed her again. She looked down at his hair and ran her fingers through it, her desire inflamed beyond bearing by his quick tongue. She pulled his face up to look at her, "Jack, please... I want you in me."

  Jack ached with desire for her, but had been going slowly for her sake. Now he realised his bride was more than ready for him. She desired him as much as he desired her. He moved himself and guided his erection towards her entrance. Kathy pushed herself up to watch intently, reaching out a soft hand to help him. His erection pushed gently into her, held in check by Jack's iron will holding, as he did, an expectation that a nervous bride would be hurt if he rushed. Kathy was now overwhelmed by her need for him. She grasped his bottom with both hands and urged him in.