Chapter 21
Diana was standing at McKana's crib and looking at her. She couldn't believe it had been almost eight weeks since the baby's birth. Kane had proven to be a terrific father. He truly loved his daughter. His eyes brimmed with pride and love when he talked about her.
Diana loved to watch him with her. He changed diaper and fed her. He looked forward to having them with him on the road.
She was relieved because so far, Kane hadn't said anything about punishing her. He had given her a few warning glanced, though. She wasn't naive enough to think he'd just forget. He was probably waiting for her to make a huge mistake. Knowing this was the case, she was walking on eggshells. When he thought she'd lied to him, he told her if she weren't pregnant, he would've used a whip and not his belt. She was no longer pregnant. He could possibly use a whip now.
She left the room quietly making sure she didn't wake the sleeping baby. Going downstairs, she began cleaning the house. Starting in the living room, she vacuumed the carpet and accidentally hit the basement door knocking it open.
Turning off the vacuum, she looked down the darkened stairs. Kane made it perfectly clear to her that she was not allowed down there. Kane, however, was gone at the moment. The only times she'd been down there was when he'd punished her brutally. She was curious about what else he had hidden down there. Confident that McKana would sleep for a while, and Kane was gone for the day, she walked down the stairs.
She hit the light switch and scanned the room, It was just like any other basement. The only difference was he had shackles hanging from a beam. She shuddered looking them. Turning her attention to the cabinets on the far wall, she opened one of the doors and immediately wished she hadn't.
The two whips he used on her were in this cabinet, along with several more. She closed the doors and moved to another cabinet. This one was just as bad as the first. Inside was the cane he'd used on her and a few other instruments meant to cause excruciating pain.
Looking at them, she was afraid he would use one of these things or one of those whips to punish her. Then she felt embarrassed because a part of her wondered how they would feel. She was afraid she'd lost her mind feeling this way. Closing the doors, she decided to go back upstairs before she was caught.
Closing the basement door, she resumed vacuuming. When she finished, she moved on to the kitchen. Her heart sank when she accidentally dropped Kane's favorite coffee mug and it shattered into a million pieces. Just as she grabbed the broom and dustpan, Kane came though the door.
"I'm sorry. It was an accident," she said to him.
He looked confused at first and then realized what she was apologizing for. Reaching for the broom, he said, "Don't move. You're not wearing shoes."
She was surprised and didn't hide it as she watched him sweep up the mess. He dumped the broken mug into the trash and turned to say something to her. He was interrupted when McKana woke up and began to cry.
Without a word, Diana quickly left the room to tend to the baby. He followed her to the nursery. He watched as she changed McKana's diaper and held his hands out for his daughter. He carried her downstairs and entertained her while Diana fixed her a bottle. Kane took the bottled from Diana and fed the baby.
After he burped her, he placed her in the swing and said, "Diana, I want to talk to you."
She stopped what she was doing and gave him her full attention. "I understand that some of the things you did and said when you were pregnant weren't on purpose," he said.
I sounded almost like he wasn't going to punish her after all. She was on the verge of thanking him when he killed the idea.
"But, some of it was because you could get away with it. And you know it."
She looked down at her hands in her lap, knowing she couldn't deny it. Hoping she could talk him out of punishing her too much, she said, "I was hoping it wouldn't matter after the baby was born. And I am sorry about the coffee mug."
Shaking his head, he said, "I don't care about the mug. Accidents happen. I care about your deliberate disobedience."
She didn't know what to say. He would punish her regardless. Arguing with him would only make it worse. She sat there and waited for him to tell her her punishment.
Standing, he said, "I won't keep you waiting any longer. Tonight after you put McKana down for the night, we'll get it over with. Just remember, you did earn it."
She watched him go into the basement, and grew afraid and excited at the same time. She was definitely crazy. When her stomach stopped doing flip flops, she went to start sinner. After dinner, she cleaned up and got McKana ready for bed. After laying her down, she made sure the baby didn't wake up.
Going into her own bedroom, she began gathering items to take a shower. Kane appeared in the room and asked, "What are you doing? You were supposed to come back down stairs."
When she didn't move, he said, "Now, Diana," and went back down.
He was already set on punishing her, she didn't want to make it worse for herself. Burying her fear for the time being, she went downstairs. Her heart was beating fast and her body tingled in anticipation of what he had planned. She descended the stairs and found him in the living room. "Go to the basement."
Those words nearly gave her a heart attack. "Kane, please. I didn't disobey that bad."
"Yes, you did. You did those things hoping I'd forget. You admitted it. Diana, I expect you to behave in a certain manner. When you don't, you're punished. Now stop stalling and get in the basement," he said.
She didn't want to anger him further, so she obeyed and went into the basement. He followed her down and said, "Take off your clothes. Now."
She did what she was told. After shedding the last of her clothes, she waited for further instructions. "Come her," he said.
She walked toward him, knowing he intended to shackle her. He was going to whip her. Fear nearly overwhelmed her. He only whipped her twice, but both times were the most painful experiences she'd had. He raised her right arm and shackled her wrist, followed by her left wrist. She knew he wouldn't kill her, but he would cause her an immense amount of pain.
"You know what's coming, don't you?" he asked.
"Yes," she answered. "Kane, please. I know it was wrong to think you'd just forget about my disobedience. I'm sorry for that. I know you're going to give me the punishment that I've earned and deserve. Please, don't be too brutal."
"I'm proud of you, Diana. You're admitting what you've done acknowledging the fact that you will be punished," he said. "Just because we have a baby now doesn't change anything. I still expect you to behave and when you don't, you will be punished."
She hated not knowing what he planned to do to her. She couldn't see him because he was standing behind her. He moved to stand in front of her, asking, "Diana, be honest with me. Do you disobey me because you want to be punished or are you testing me?"
She met his eyes and answered, "Neither. I don't know why I disobey. Before you came along, I was never punished by anyone."
She knew this answer was not an acceptable one, but he didn't push her for a better one. He only nodded and looked at her disapprovingly. He said, "I'm going to use the short whip."
She whined a little at this, hoping he wouldn't be too brutal with her. The first time he'd used it, he said it wouldn't cut her so he could have some fun. She mentally prepared herself for the whipping she'd earned. She listened at he walked away and came back to her. Standing in front of her, he said, "I hope this is the last whipping you earn. The next time, I'm using the first one. Am I clear?"
"Yes," she said in a voice full of fear.
"Good. I'm glad the basement is soundproof. Every time you need to be punished, we're coming down here away from the baby," he moved behind her. "You've earned fifteen lashes."
Her breath caught and she closed her eyes, waiting to for the pain. Kane rubbed circles on her back like he did the other times he'd whipped her. He said, "I love you, Diana."
He stopped rubbing her back and stepped back from her. He let the whip fly hard and fast. She screamed and began to cry. Knowing she had fourteen more lashes to go didn't help anything. "Kane! Please, don't cut me!" she yelled over her pain.
"It's unlikely for this whip to cut you, Diana. But I do promise not to cut you," he said.
He let the whip fly hard and fast a second time. Again, she screamed. She wasn't sure she could take another thirteen lashes. The fifth time she was struck she was writhing and twisting. "Kane, please. I'm sorry. I admitted I was wrong. I know I deserve to be punished. Please, stop. I can't take anymore with that whip," she begged.
"Your punishment isn't over, yet, Diana," he said. "You still have ten more lashes to go. And you will get ten more."
The sixth lash was given, drawing and agonized scream from her, "Ouch! Ow! Ow! Please! Kane! Anything but the whip," she begged.
"Two more with this whip, then," he said. True to his word, he gave her two more lashes with the whip, causing her to scream and writhe more and more. "Now you still have seven more to go. I'll give you a choice."
Surprised, she asked between cries, "What choice?"
"We can finish the with this whip-"
"No, Kane. Please. I know I've earned it, but I can't, please," she said.
"You just interrupted me, Diana," he said.
"I know. I'm sorry," she said.
"Or the first whip or the cane," he said.
He was set not only on punishing her, but also on torturing her. She had no idea how to answer him. None of them were good choices. All of them meant a great deal of pain. "The cane," she decided.
"O.K," he said, and walked away. Coming back, he leaned the cane against the wall, he unshackled her and said, "Go to the chair and lean over it."
She quickly did what she was told, dreading the seven stokes of the cane. He didn't give her the benefit of a warning before the first stroke of the cane. Much to her horror, he didn't take his time, either. It was more painful for the seven strokes to be delivered quickly.
"Because you interrupted me before, you've earned yourself an extra stroke with the cane."
Before she could protest, he struck her hard, causing her to scream louder than with the whip. He replaced the cane in the cabinet and said, "You can take your shower now."
She watched as he went back upstairs. She dressed enough to cover herself and went upstairs to the bathroom. Still crying, she took a shower, the water stinging her back and bottom. She felt a longing for Kane. She was wondering why. She didn't like the pain he caused her during her punishments, but her body responded differently.
She went into the nursery to check on the baby. Seeing she was still sleeping, she went to her own room to climb into bed. Lying on her stomach, she tried t sleep.
Just as she began to drift off, she was woke up by Kane laying down next to her. When she raised her head to look at him, he leaned over and kissed her. She moved to straddle him, not breaking the kiss. He helped her take her clothes off and his boxers.
He kissed her neck and down to her breasts. He mover her beside him and laid her on her stomach. Lifting her hips, she reached and took a tube out of the night stand. Replacing the tube, he said, "I want to do something different, Diana. Be still and don't move."
When she realized what he had in mind, she tried to get away. "No, please, Kane. I've never done that!"
"Shh. I know. It'll hurt at first, but then it will feel good. I promise."
Holding her still, he entered her rear end a little. She whimpered and held tight to the head board of the bed. He entered her further, and then all at once. She cried out but didn't move. He stayed still until she adjusted to him. She thought the first whipping he'd given her was painful, but it was nothing compared to this. It hurt so bad she thought she'd lose her mind.
When she adjusted to him, he began to move slowly at first. He began to move faster. Her pain subsided and turned to pleasure. He thrusted harder and faster until they both climaxed. She felt stretched beyond her limits when he withdrew from her. She silently hoped he didn't do that again for a while. Curling up into his arms, she drifted off to sleep.
She woke up a few hours later when McKana began to cry. Going to the baby, she changed her diaper and gave her a bottle. When the baby drifted back to sleep, Diana put her back in the crib and went to her own bed with Kane.
Snuggling into him, she knew this was where she belonged. He'd taken her from an empty life and given her everything. He may be an over-grown brute, but she loved him. She truly loved her life, her husband, and her daughter.