Ian's POV.
She saw her grandfather shooting himself in front of her. That asshole scarrred my baby for life, it's seven days and she still has night mares .
Good he killed himself or I would.
Emma was still wearing black and mourning. Her speech in Parliament went really well.
For some reason she thinks ,it okay to defy people around her now, that she is a queen and it's OK to skip gym and talk back to her dom.
So mourning or not, I called her to her chambers, pressed her against the wall fucked her pussy raw and sensitive and made her recite my rules while being slapped on the face .
She cried . But she learnt. Docile little sub is back and an enema from Matilda worked wonders.
She is picture perfect submissive again. But only to me.
To others her angry eyes make them pee. No one wants the Queen's wrath in the palace. Because when Queen gets mad awful things happen. I always make it sure.
No one takes my future wife lightly.
In coming months we pay debts, shelter refugee and prepared to fight terrorism. There was a terrible terror attack in Paris and we won't risk it here.
"I don't think I can do this Ian. I never wanted to ......."
"Emma you don't think in that direction unless you want me to fuck your ass with the hairbrush. You are the Queen , you like it or not , you want it or not.
You don't have deserve things. Things have to deserve you . Now come see me in the ball room.
Emma's POV
"You really thought your training would end with the coronation." He said sarcastically.
"Yes I did shoot me.!"
"We aren't even started Pooh Bear."
"Where do we finish ?"
"Took me ten years to master it"
"There is no way I am training with you , ten years from now."
"We will see now kick, show me you are worthy of my time ."
I kicked him, he caught my leg and flipped me on the floor. It hurt .
"Ouch! I am not doing this ."
"You will be beaten worse."
"Oh come on Ian ! It's not worth it."
" You said that when we taught you to shoot the gun, looked like it saved your ass . Now.
Kick again higher and with some force."
I tried again.
He flipped me again ,I fell harder on my shoulder.
"I can't do this Ian "
"I don't care, princess"
"It's Queen."
"It's Master." He smirked.
Fuck .
" Don't you need to prepare a speech for your coronation. You made me write mine ."
"Dad wrote mine."
"Wow. That's great !"
"Now kick again Emma "
I did , to only fall flat on my stomach. He didn't let me use mats today, my punishment, for coming late to the session. I was busy in a meeting with the Prime minister. Ian won't take that excuse. He had fucking minutes of my meetings and he knew I was hiding to cut some time off training.
" Try this , kick, jump and flip."
"I will not kick only to fall again ."
"Emma ! Kick."
"I don't want to train."
" I told you I don't care Smith."
"I saved myself the last time ."
"No, you didn't go for the kill and gave him a chance to kill you, he was a fucking Assassin Boss ! You ran to him while bullets showered everywhere with two bullets in your shoulder defying every guard to save the enemy. That is twisted on so many levels. You don't fight Emotionally. You do it practically Smith !"
I kicked again, he flipped me again.
"This won't work Ian . I can't......Oh my God ! I am sorry master, I won't complain......" , I said as he took off my shirt and grabbed my breast pinching them with all his strength.
"Erect !." I hardened between his finger.
"You don't speak slave, you obey. When I tell you to kick harder "
"Fine." I said kicking him. Oh no my angle was wrong, he will kill me .he won't.
He caught my leg. Twisted it right and left and then Turned it 360 , I shrieked in pain."
"Honestly I am glad your Grandfather died, you should be glad too. He didn't deserve. Love after what he did to you and your parents. Forget him , stop mourning and....
I kicked him very hard, in anger. How can he be so insensitive about my Grandfather's suicide. Whatever he was . He was my family !
The kick was on point . He fell to the ground. I kicked him again quickly before he grabbed my leg and flipped me.
"You learnt it .We are done for the day. Get ready to stretch and then you go to the culinary class."
Oh my god He was deliberately riling me up to get me anger that was his move to teach me !
It worked.
I bow down to my master. He takes off his shirt and give it to me.
How did I get so lucky. ? He always knows what would work for me.
"Can we go on a date tonight ?"
"Of course my love"
He kissed me long and hard with so much sweetness and passion.
"I love you Ian."
"I love you too Pooh Bear. But go now stretch. We don't have time."
I do start stretching my Beaten calf muscles by splitting down to sit on the floor
"Pooh Bear?" he says getting out the door.
"Cum. Now !"
What ? And I came sitting in that position, feeling utterly controlled and humiliated, but also sexy in a nice way.
I just wish I don't lose him too.
But if I drive him away, I will die, he is the last strand I am hanging from for my dear life.
I will be a selfish woman for once. I will never let my man go. Come what may !