He left the room, and returned a few seconds later carrying two small white bowls full of blackberries. Xen laughed and took her bowl. She snuggled up next to him as settled in bed, and they feasted on blackberries. “Good berries,” he observed. “Mmm,” agreed Xen. “You have to give me blackberries every time you beat me.” Jareth looked down and met her twinkling eyes with an evil grin. “Deal,”… Read More »Blackberries – Page 14
He slowed, and paused and said, “Ten more.” Xen whimpered, and pulled at her hand. Jareth released her wrist. She clamped her hands back over her ears, though the the sound of the brush was not jarring or loud. He didn’t count out loud, but Xen tracked each thunderous swing, punctuating it with another scream. The strokes were slow and deliberate. Harder, but she felt the relief of an end… Read More »Blackberries – Page 13
Then his hand crashed down, somehow shocking her again with the ferocity and a level of pain that rivaled the brush. He spanked so much more quickly with his hand than the brush, and the sting built unbearably. When he focused on a single spot, she tried to twist around, but his hand followed her, until she gave up her struggle and allowed herself to fight him, and lose, and… Read More »Blackberries – Page 12
Jareth’s voice was still quiet, but had a hard edge to it. “Xen, what did you tell me when I asked you if you had the deodorant?” Xen’s stomach dropped. “No, no no no no!” She fought in earnest, but he grabbed her tightly and held her down, smashing the brush down in a rapid fire volley. Xen thrashed wildly, “OW! Stopstopstop! Fuuuuuck!” She wailed. “I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m… Read More »Blackberries – Page 11
“Did you get the deoderant, Xen?” He asked her softly. “Nooo,” she moaned again, and added quickly, “Please stop!” Her hands were balled tightly into fists, hovering on either side of her head. He ignored her plea, following with a barrage of hard swats. They continued until she found herself squirming away again and hurriedly wresting herself back in position, to show she wasn’t trying to fight him, and kicked… Read More »Blackberries – Page 10
Once she mastered her resistance, Jareth slowed to steady, even blows. “Two weeks ago,” he began, “I asked you to pick me up some deodorant. Did you do that?” Xen pulled her hands away from her ears and growled in response to the question. She barely managed to keep from wrenching away again. “NO,” she half shouted, embarrassed and annoyed at having to answer him. He ignored her tone, except… Read More »Blackberries – Page 9
“Warmup!” She squealed, half demand, half question. He didn’t pause, but held her more firmly as his hand rained down. “This IS your warmup,” he informed her calmly, and she grimaced, trying to be still. She breathed deeply through her nose, clutching her ears against both the onslaught of sound and the mental crash that came with each smack. Xen held herself stiffly against the spanking, twitching when his hand… Read More »Blackberries – Page 8
Xen took his hand reluctantly and stood from her place on the bed when he gently tugged her towards him. He squeezed her and kissed the top of her head, then pulled her around as he sat where she’d been sitting a second ago. She crawled awkwardly over his lap, and allowed him to reposition her so she was more firmly on the edge of the bed. He slipped down… Read More »Blackberries – Page 7
That night Xen sang their daughter a song, tucked her in, and blew her a kiss before closing the door softly behind her. She walked downstairs and waited in the bedroom for Jareth as he tucked in their son. Belatedly, it occurred to her that she could have run back out to the drugstore earlier, but now she could hear the door closing and Jareth’s feet on the steps. He… Read More »Blackberries – Page 6
Xen’s daughter ducked back out of the fridge. “Next time get strawberries!” She shouted, running off to play with her dinosaurs. Xen tried to avoid Jareth’s eye, until he moved directly in front of her, so that she couldn’t pretend he wasn’t there. “Want a blackberry?” Xen offered, with her most disarming grin. He smirked silently and her smile turned to a grimace. “I’m really sorry about-“ She broke off… Read More »Blackberries – Page 5