Boxed Set: Innocent Immigrant by Jax Lusty Read Free Book Online

have a home.” It was a soft whisper, filled with sorrow.
    I almost relented. I wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her until she smiled again.
    “This is your home, Katie,” Ari said.
    “I don’t belong here.”
    I released her chin and, in a swift move, pulled her across my lap. She wriggled and fought, and I kept my hand firmly in the small of her back, pinning her to me. Of course, she tired before I did, but she certainly put up a game fight. With her legs flailing madly, she caught Ari directly below his knee with the heel of her boot. It was a wild kick, like a mule, and he laughed as he captured her feet when she lashed out with a fresh attempt.
    He easily held her ankles together. “Add another five to her spanking for being so ungracious.”
    “No!” she cried.
    “I’d keep that pretty mouth shut, Katie. Until you accept your spanking with grace and remorse, the tally rises. And don’t worry about Griff’s arm becoming tired, or his palm sore...I’m happy to take over while he takes a rest. I prefer the birch. Have you ever been birched, Katie?”
    “Yes...”
    “Oh? So disobedience is a character trait of yours. Well, trust me, the New Zealand version of the birch, made from young manuka sticks, is sure to be worse than anything you’ve experienced. It’s supple, quite whippy, and the tiny leaves add to the sting. It creates a fire on your bottom and thighs beyond compare. Lasts for hours, the girls tell me.”
    He lifted her legs high, tipping her more towards the floor. “That’s a good girl, just like that. Rest your forearms on the floor, and support your head on your arms. You might be in this position for some time.”
    Ari lowered her feet to the floor so that Katie lay draped across me, her fight vanquished. He lifted the hem of her skirt and passed it to me. The women often mistook Ari for the kinder of us, but when he was provoked, he was cunning in his punishment, and they soon learned they should never try to play him for a sap.
    I bunched the hem of her skirt in my fist, which still weighed against the small of her back. Reaching for her drawers, I paused to hear her inevitable protest, studying her prone form across my thighs.
    Her cry of alarm was sharp as I opened her drawers and exposed her bottom, but to her credit, she kept herself in place. Little did she know that her bottom and thighs would soon be as red and inflamed as the cheeks of her pretty face.
    I circled her buttocks with the flat palm of my hand. Although this was punishment, I didn’t know her and wanted her accustomed to my kind touch before I began spanking her. Once I started, there would be no further kindness until I was done.
    Of course we wouldn’t force her to stay with us if she truly didn’t want to, but once she understood that we were committed to an enjoyable life with the woman we took to be our bride, she might reach a different conclusion. What we hadn’t expected was that the seemingly right woman would turn up at our doorstep without us having to go in search of her. We had tried several times to find a suitable wife on our trips to Auckland, but our searches had not met with success.
    Ari’s faith lay with fate, and he would say we hadn’t found a wife earlier because we were destined to make our life with Katie. We had considered and discarded the idea of one of Pastor Mackay’s mail-order deliveries from England because we wanted to choose our own woman.
    Katie started to wriggle as I squeezed her flesh. My prick rose towards her belly, alert to the nearness of the exposed women, driven turgid by her unique scent that permeated the air around us despite her recent bath.
    “That’s enough of that,” I muttered, no longer certain whether I was addressing Katie’s squirming or my aching cock. I raised my hand and gave her a smart smack.
    She jerked in surprise but didn’t utter a sound.

Book 1, Part 6
    GRIFF
    I stayed with the same force, not so hard as to distress her but enough