Gamma’s large hand cupped my chin, gently but firmly tilting my face up to meet his eyes once more. “And what should happen to a young bride who comes without permission on her wedding day?”
I swallowed hard, my blush deepening. Despite my embarrassment, I felt a flutter of excitement in my stomach at the thought of what was to come. “She… she should have a spanking over her husband’s knee, sir,” I murmured.
A slow smile spread across Gamma’s face, his blue eyes twinkling with a mixture of sternness and affection. “I agree,” he said, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine. “But are you sure, my love? This is your wedding day, after all. We could postpone your punishment if you prefer.”
I hesitated for a moment, touched by his consideration. But deep down, I knew what I needed—what we both needed. “I’m sure,” I whispered, meeting his gaze steadily. “Please, sir. I want to startour marriage as we mean to go on. I need… I need you to correct me when I’m naughty.”
I took a deep breath.
“Yes,” I said. “I’m sure.”
The End