Ever since that day in the alley, Goemon hadn't been able to keep his hands off me! Most mornings I awoke to feel him already inside of me. He'd sneak up on me in the courtyard and carry me off to the woods. And no matter how carefully I secured the door to the bath, he always managed to pick the lock and dive into the water...and into me!

Today I'd snuck out into town on my own. After Goemon bought me the beautiful red and black kimono, I really wanted to get him something in return. But as I scanned the shops, I came up with a loss for ideas. Just then, a leather shop caught my eye. Feeling a sense of Goemon's mischief rubbing off on me, I grinned and walked in.

...

(later that day)

I nervously fidgeted with my hands while pacing the bedroom. Having just sent a maid to go and give my husband an urgent message, I was waiting for him to arrive with butterflies in my stomach...

"SAKURA!" Goemon burst into the room and ran over to me. His tight embrace cut off my breathing, but I still smiled as he nuzzled my neck. Then, holding me at arms length, he demanded, "What's wrong? The maid said it was urgent!"

Without saying anything, I stepped back and twirled to show off my outfit. His eyes widened.

"That—that's the...kimono I bought you..." Then his eyes narrowed to slits. "You interrupted my training just to show me this?!"

"Well, I—"

"I thought you were in trouble! I thought you might be hurt!" he shouted at me, then scratched his head in exasperation. I bit my lip while wringing my hands and looked at the floor. I'd been so excited to surprise him that I hadn't thought it through. Goemon sighed heavily, and I looked to see him staring intently at me. "Anyway, you're wearing it wrong," he spat out.

"Huh?!" I was shocked! I'd been dressing myself all my life; how could I possibly put it on wrong? It did feel rather tight, which restricted my breathing, but I thought maybe it was just a little small.

"You heard me, my naughty little wife," he teased, making me blush. Then he approached me and started to adjust it. "It should sit here, pull this back, and... There, yes!" He stepped back again, pleased with himself.

But when I looked down at myself, I gasped in shock!

"G—Goemon!?"

"All of your usual outfits are so modest," he casually explained. "I wanted to see you in something...sexier."

"B—but... I can't wear this out!" I whined, close to tears.

"Why not?" He grinned back at me.

"Uh, um..." I just stared back down at myself. The stunning fabric was no longer constructing my lungs, but that was because he had positioned it so low. The hem of the top only half covered my breasts, and dipped down to a low v-neck. Breathing heavily with nerves, my chest rose and the hem constricted me, squeezing my soft breasts out even more!

I looked back up at Goemon in a panic, but his eyes had a hazy look. With a heavy sigh, he started coming towards me again—

"Wait!" I gasped and stepped back. He stopped, but gave me a hard look until I added, "Um, please... Please wait?" My pleading softened his expression just a touch. He then raised an eyebrow in expectation.

"What now?!"

This is actually kind of turning out perfect, I thought to myself. With Goemon this riled up, he should really enjoy my new gift.

"I—I wanted to get you something in return..." I said in a meek voice. I then opened the top drawer of my dresser and pulled out two objects. Despite my heart pounding from nerves, I walked back and held out the two items for him.

"Ttss..." Goemon hissed as he examined them.

I gulped at his harsh scrutiny.

"A soft riding crop...for a horse we do not own," he frowned at me before continuing. "And a simple silk black sash... Thanks..." Rolling his eyes, he started turning around to walk out, but I grabbed on to his sleeve with the little whimper.

Without saying anything, I put my wrists together and help them out to him. My eyes flickered and he noticed I was glancing at the sash. Suddenly, an evil smile crept over his face. His mood instantly transformed.

"Hm, and what am I supposed to do with you once you are bound?" he whispered close to my ear.

My face flushed in embarrassment, but I remembered my plan. I stared into his eyes, then slowly turned around and walked back over to my dresser. I leaned over, resting on my hands, and looked back over my shoulder at him.

Finally, time for the line I practiced over and over in my head... In the most sultry voice I could muster, I explained, "Well, before we get arrested for public indecency, I wanted to try to bring the excitement home for you... So...if you really think I need to be punished..." And with that I began to slowly sway my hips from side to side.

Looking back-and-forth between the crop and my ass, a smile took over his face that sent chills down my spine. I bit my lip again as he took swift strides over to me. But to my surprise, he placed the sash and crop back on the dresser before gently embracing me from behind. I was a bit confused, but the sincerity I felt in his touch was overwhelming. With a happy sigh, I rested my head on his arm and clutched my hands to his. After a few minutes of just standing there together, Goemon finally spoke,

"Princess, did you think of this all on your own?"

"Well, technically... I was just building off of your idea from the other day..." I couldn't take full credit. It would have never occurred to me if not for that time in the alley.

"Who did you do this for?"

"Huh?"

"Is this just to please me, or do you really want it?"

His question surprised me. I didn't know what to say at first. When I didn't answer, he flipped me around to face him. Staring into my eyes, he spoke very earnestly,

"Teasing you is one thing... It's no secret that I enjoy it when you get flustered. But if I am to accept this gift..."

He sighed as he seemed to struggle for the right words. I tilted my head and listened.

"I cannot use a crop on you without first knowing..."

He trailed off again, but I finally understood and smiled at him. Touching his cheek, I whispered, "It's for both of us."

"... You're sure?"

I nodded eagerly.

He sighed in relief and closed his eyes. A moment later, though, he opened them and stared at me again. I could see the desire creeping back into his eyes.

"Damn, you are so sexy in that kimono."

I instantly flushed and looked away. With that, he hugged me tight and began kissing my neck passionately. My head swam because of his sudden change from gentle and compassionate to fully seductive. I let out a little moan into his shoulder. His lips moved up to mine and I instantly opened my mouth to receive his tongue. He squeezed me tighter at the invitation and continued on to probe my tongue with his.

When he pulled away, I was already breathing heavily from anticipation. In a low and raspy voice he instructed me to turn around. I obeyed, and even though I knew what was coming, I still gasped when he jerked my arms behind my back. Next, he took the sash and securely tied my wrists together. Oh god, I thought, this is really happening!

As if reading my mind, Goemon whispered into my ear, "If at any point you want me to seriously stop, just say so."

I nodded that I understood. With that, he reached his hands under my kimono and began rubbing my ass. I whimpered at his roughness.

"Ah, Sakura... My naughty little wife," he murmured while breathing deeply into my hair.

I could feel my own desire building up as heat between my legs. Just then, he slipped his hand there and started rubbing his fingers against my slit. I moaned softly from his touch. But just as quickly, he stopped.

"Hm, no... You're going to have to beg for that."

I felt a lump form in my throat at his words. He then took hold of the back of my neck and guided me over to the futon. Next, he pushed his knee into the back of mine, forcing me to kneel down. My heart was racing so fast, I thought I might faint.

I tried to speak, but no words came out. My whole body felt hot and I started to tremble. Goemon put a hand between my shoulders and slowly guided me down. He positioned me carefully so I was leaning on my shoulders, my head tilted to the side, while my knees were underneath me. In this position my butt stuck high up in the air. He slowly pulled my kimono up over my hips. I whimpered again, beyond embarrassed at how exposed I was.

All this Goemon had done in silence. Now he finally spoke, "You interrupted my training with obscene intentions. How many lashes does that warrant?"

His tone was cold and unwavering. I gasped when I felt the crop lightly graze my flesh. Unable to form an answer, I shut my eyes tight and held my breath.

*Smack!*

"AH!"

I half screamed, half moaned. The sharp pain was electrifying! The spot he had hit continued to sting. I squirmed against the sash around my wrists just as—

*Smack!*

He struck my other cheek with slightly more intensity. I screamed again, but it trailed off into a deep, throaty groan. I could feel myself getting wet as the pain invoked a deep pleasure within me.

"Hm, seems you're enjoying this... Could it be that I married a masochist?" Goemon's tone was a little fiery now.

"Don't...don't say that..."

"Giving me orders again?! When will you learn..." he growled, and quickly struck both of my cheeks sequentially.

My high-pitched moans cut through the air, ringing in my own ears. I couldn't believe the sounds I was making in response to suck treatment. My husband, whom I trusted and loved so much, was spanking me with a crop, and...I liked it!

"M—master Goemon..." I managed between my labored breathing.

"Yes, my dear?" He squatted down next to me, peering into my face.

I listlessly looked up at him and whispered, "I...I'll be good...I promise..."

"Hm," he frowned and stood up straight again, "You always 'promise' to behave..."

*Smack!*

"...And yet, you frequently..."

*Smack!*

"...break that promise!"

"Ahhh!" I cried out. Tears collected under my cheek even as I felt my own juices start to run down my thigh. "I swear!" My skin burned in pain. It took every last ounce of my strength not to collapse as my legs shook underneath me. "Please...please..." I whimpered, my voice barely audible.

Goemon tickled the backs of my thighs with the crop. I gasped and cried as he traced it higher between my legs, until—

"Ssss—Eeek!" I sucked in my breath and squeaked when I felt the crop touch me there. My whole body quivered and I started to slide over, but in an instant Goemon was by my side and caught me.

"That's enough for now," he murmured to himself as he gently laid me down on my side.

I drew my breath in shaky gasps while he cradled my head and pet my hair. After a few moments I was able to open my eyes, and I looked up at him hovering over me. His brows were furrowed in genuine concern, but I managed a weak smile.

"Hey...I'm alright..." I reassured him before closing my eyes again. Then I felt him slide down next to me. He held my chin up and gently touched his lips to mine. I softly moaned into his kiss. When he pulled back, we just gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments. As my strength returned a little, I started to squirm and looked over my shoulder, drawing his attention to my still-tied up wrists.

"Heh heh," he chuckled while stroking my cheek. "No, I think I like you like that."

"Uh...!" I voiced a small protest, but my eyes sparkled at him.

He grinned menacingly and propped me back up on my knees. Still a little shaky, I wobbled, but he kneeled behind me and held my hips firmly. I gasped as his fingers grazed my stinging ass cheeks, so he held me up with one arm wrapped around my abdomen.

"Wow...!" he sounded shocked as he ran his fingers up the inside of my thigh. "You are dripping wet!" With that he gave my soar bottom a playful little slap, making my moans erupt once again.

"Ungh!"

"Sakura, tell me what you want..." he said softly.

"I...I...can't..."

He slapped me again lightly but doubled the pain in my already stinging cheeks.

"Please!" I screamed.

"Yes?" He slowly started rubbing my slit.

"Please...make love to me..." I whimpered, and I heard him groan behind me.

It seemed not a second later he had whipped off his own clothes and was pressing his hard member against me. I was so slick that he pushed into me easily, bringing ecstasy to my hungry loins.

"Oh god, yes!" I cried out. My breathing was shallow and I started to feel dizzy.

His thrusts were fast and deep, and I screamed every time he pressed against my poor butt. But he held me securely and continued pumping with a savage energy.

"Ah, Sakura..." he groaned my name over and over. "You always feel so good!"

It didn't take long for our passions to start to peak. We were both so turned on by our foreplay that they built up quickly. Goemon's thrusting got faster and faster, making my head spin. My whole body tightened and I twitched underneath him.

"Ungh!" he moaned into my ear and pushed deep up into me. We quivered and cried out together for what felt like an eternity!

Finally, he laid me down softly and collapsed next to me. I felt a little tug on my hands and realized he was untying my wrists. He rolled me over to face him, then gently held my wrists up to his face while carefully looking them over.

"They're not what hurts most," I giggled.

He kissed both my wrists, then wrapped his arms around me.

"Well, no one else is going to see your red little butt, but they might notice lines around your wrists. Silk was a good fabric choice, though. They should be fine in a bit."

"Guess I can't go anywhere until then," I smiled up into his face.

"Nope," he agreed, and kissed my lips sweetly.

We were both still heavily panting. I rested my head on his chest and happily closed my eyes.