Chapter 2: Rupert's Plan in Action
King Rupert was staggering out of his office. He was focused on his plan for Clarisse. He was going to make her pay for her accusing words and it would not wait until tomorrow. She needed to know that she was his wife and she could not speak to him that way, and not get retaliation. He was going to show her why the mistress' fell at his feet. She was his wife so she needed to fulfill his needs. If she did not like his mistress' then she would need to fulfill his needs. He was drunk and it gave him courage so this could definitely not wait until later.
Rupert made his way up the stairs, and to the doors of their suite. The doormen opened the doors for the King. They also smelled the scotch on his breath, and wondered if he would be able to make it into his bedroom. Little did they know that was never Rupert's intention. As he entered the suite he headed straight for Clarisse's bedchamber. Clarisse never locked the door; because she never expected he would enter without her knowledge. He never had before. Rupert thought, 'Clarisse, you are such a fool.' He made his way towards the bed where she lay sleeping.
Rupert was getting aroused downstairs just thinking up this vicious plan. They had not spent anytime in bed together for many years. 'Well that would be more often now. You are going to be very submissive after tonight, bitch,' he thought to himself. He climbed in the bed and covered her mouth. Clarisse awoke suddenly and looked wide-eyed at Rupert. "Do not make a sound. You are going to get what you deserve, you bitch. You are going to learn to be more submissive to me, and your going to get a lesson in it right now," said Rupert. She smelled the scotch on his breath and new exactly what he was going to do if his arousal was any indication.
He was much stronger than Clarisse, and he had no problem holding her down as he rummaged through her night stand by her bed. He still covered her mouth, so she could not cry out. He finally found something to gag and tie her down with. So he took on the job of gagging her first while he just laid his weight totally on her. As soon as he left go of her mouth he tried to cry out, and he swung back and slapped her real hard. "You are going to relax, and let me have my way or you will get more of that," said Rupert. Clarisse started to cry softly, and braced for what was going to happen. She stopped struggling. He tied her arms and legs down spread eagle on the bed. He ripped her silk nightgown totally off her. She lay in front of him with no clothes on exposed to his eyes. "Age has not changed you Clarisse. You are still a beautiful woman," he said. He took another swig of the scotch, he had brought with him from downstairs. He removed all of his clothes. He began by kissing her. Clarisse found her body was answering to his assault, and this made her cry more. She did not want him to know that he brought this much arousal to her body. He finished fulfilling his desire for her body, and then collapsed on the bed.