His Guiding Hand

A Short story, an introduction to my style of writing. When my husband first told me he was going to spank me I thought he was suggesting we play some kinky, sexual game. Now, 3 years on, I know different. It all began 3 months into our marriage. We were arguing, daily, with the arguments becoming more heated and almost violent, on my part. The trouble was we were both just too dominant. I liked to get my own way and when he would refuse to give in, I would lose my temper then the arguments would begin. I remember I used to swear, horrifically back then. Nowadays I wouldn’t dare to swear at him. On this particular day, a day which changed our lives completely, we had had a very heated argument in the morning. I said a lot of things which I later regretted. So to try to make amends I prepared a romantic meal for his coming home that evening, and I had already decided that we needed to make some changes in our life. Or rather, I needed to change my attitude somewhat. I had my speech all planned out, and after dinner I began with the apology and moved onto the bit about, ‘I know I need to change, Richard’ when he hit me with ‘You had better change, Ellie or this marriage is over!’ I remember I sat there staring at him, dumbfounded. “Are you serious?” “Your damn right I am serious! I thought I was marrying a woman! Not a child!” I lowered my head, feeling guilty, as I knew my behaviour had been rather childish of late. The silence which followed was almost deafening. I looked up to find him glaring at me. Now Available for Download on Kindle