6. Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Nico
I had been busy watching my guests chase each other around the maze when I heard Sasha screaming for me. In the past, I would have participated in the festivities. Found a woman to hunt and then fuck her. But I’m a married man now. There’s only one woman I want to fuck and she won’t let me.
When I heard her screaming, I knew something was wrong. That couldn’t be right. Sasha was supposed to be in our bedroom. So why was she screaming my name?
I went running to the sound and saw her on the ground, being assaulted by Jeffrey, one of my American associates who spends most of his time in Italy. It was easy enough to kill him.
Now, I stare down at my wife, looking terrified and wide eyed. I’m not sure if it’s because of what Jeffrey was just about to do to her or if it’s because I just killed him.
“I told you not to come in here,” I snap.
That seems to startle her out of her trance and she backs away from me on her hands and ass. “I… I didn’t know.”
“Exactly. That’s why I told you not to come in here. You were supposed to listen.”
A flash of anger courses through her eyes. I like it. “You could have told me what this place was for! If you had, I never would have snuck in. I would have… obeyed.”
“Would you have? You don’t really seem like the type of woman to obey anyone.”
“I would have had more information to make a good choice,” she grumbles. “I wouldn’t have come in here naively and found myself in this situation if you had just told me what happens in your maze.”
“And you should have just listened to me when I said you’re not ready for something like this.”
She pushes herself to her feet. Her dress is torn and her hair is a mess but the fire in her eyes makes her look beautiful. Sexy. “Because you know me so well? You know what I am and what I’m not ready for?”
“Yes.”
She scoffs, flapping her arms at her sides. “You’re unbelievable.”
“No. You are. I told you to not come in here and yet you did anyway.”
“Was it a test?”
I frown. “A test?”
“Yes. By not telling me enough, you get me intrigued so I come in here and this happens.” She nods at Jeffery. “I get hurt and you come to my rescue.”
“Trust me, Sasha. I had no desire for this to happen.” I fling a dismissive hand towards Jeffrey’s corpse. “I had to kill one of my men. An associate. People are going to wonder why. This will come back on me.”
“You didn’t have to kill him.”
“Didn’t I? He was attacking you. You called out for me. You knew I’d come kill him.”
“Actually Nico, I didn’t. I didn’t know for a fact if you were going to do any of this.
I don’t know you well enough to know. I was hoping you’d come save me because we’re married now.
But I didn’t know you’d kill him. You could have just pushed him off me and gotten me out of here.
This is your house. Your maze. Don’t blame his death on me. ”
I want to kiss her cute little mouth just to shut her up but I also love how she stands up to me. Not many people have the balls to do it.
“Fair enough,” I say. “I won’t blame Jeffrey’s death on you. It was my fault. But I am mad at you for coming into this party when you should not have.”
“You should have told me! If you had, I never would have come in here.”
“How was I supposed to know that? By telling you, it could have intrigued you enough to want to come in and fuck any man you want. You clearly have no issues fucking men, considering all the men you’ve been with.”
She flushes, averting my gaze, and confirming my suspicions. There’s no way Sasha has fucked multiple men. Maybe one. Maybe.
But I have a feeling in my gut that she’s a virgin. Lev Petrov was known for being overprotective of his daughters. He never let them date.
“So just because I’m not a virgin,” she says, “I deserve to be raped?”
She looks so sad and afraid in this moment. It’s doing something weird to me. A flutter in my chest.
“Of course not,” I say. “But you could have come in here if you had known the truth just to piss me off.”
“You’d think I’d do that? Do something just to piss you off?”
“Yes.”
She snorts, then laughs. The sound is sweet like candy. She’s cute and sexy. “Maybe I would have. But I wouldn’t have come inside here. You’re right. I wasn’t ready for it. But it should have been my choice. You should have given me all the information.”
“Fine. I promise not to keep you in the dark anymore. Now that I know what you’ll do if you are. But that doesn’t mean we’re done here. You need to be punished for disobeying me.”
“Punished?” All the color leaves her face. “Punished how?”
I lunge at her and she tries to run away but she’s at a dead end.
I scoop her into my arms, then throw her over my shoulder.
Sasha screams at me to let her go but I only whistle to myself as I walk through the maze.
A lot of couples have ended the hunt and are currently fucking.
Their moans and screams flow through the night.
People still run past me, enjoying the hunt. Some people will run all night long until they can’t anymore. My guests have a particular flavor of fun they like to get up to and I’m more than willing to indulge.
I go to the middle of the maze where an empty bench is in the center of everything. All my guests know that the center of the maze is my domain but that doesn’t mean there’s not a few people at the corners of it, fucking each other.
I set Sasha on her feet. She notices a man and a woman going at it and another blush crosses her face. The more I observe her, the more I suspect she’s a virgin. That or she’s just shy.
But I know enough about Sasha now to know that she isn’t shy.
“Lay down over the bench, ass in the air,” I command.
She stares at me for a long moment before she scoffs. “Why in the world would I do that?”
“So I can punish you. You were supposed to listen to me and yet, you didn’t. So lean over the bench.”
“And if I don’t?”
“Then I’ll make you,” I growl.
Her eyes widen and slowly, she turns to face the bench, before lowering herself over it. I wish I could see her face from here. See her fear. I love seeing the fear on people’s faces. It tells me so much about them in their last moments before they die.
Of course, I’m not going to kill Sasha. She’s mine forever. There’s no way I’m going to end her life and get rid of the fun we’re having.
I flip the skirt of her dress over her back, exposing her ass to me, covered in her red panties.
“Nico,” she gasps.
“You came into this maze, sweetheart. Now I get to do whatever I want with you.”
“But you didn’t chase me.”
I lean over her body to speak into her ear. “Haven’t I?”
“You can’t do this to me.”
“I’m your husband.” I rip her panties right down her legs. God, the sight of her bare ass is making me hard. I want to sink my cock right into her pussy but I know that will come in time. Sasha may hate me now but I believe she won’t forever. Not when I show her the fun we can have together.
“Nico!” she screams and kicks her legs. “What are you doing?”
“I’m not going to rape you if that’s what you’re worried about. I’m going to do this instead.” I raise my hand and lower it right to her ass, spanking her in the center of the maze for anyone to see. My hand connecting to her flesh makes a satisfying slapping sound. One that makes me even harder.
Her gasps is so loud, I can hear it over the sounds of the other party goers. “Did you just… spank me?”
“Yes. I did. And I’m going to do it again.” Which I promptly do. I chuckle to myself when Sasha tries to move but I place my hand on her back, keeping her right where I want her.
Then I really spank her like I’ve imagined doing since laying eyes onto her.
I spank her ass over and over and over until it turns a lovely shade of red. Sasha tries to kick at me but she doesn’t have the strength. My poor petite wife.
She doesn’t hold back her screams though. People glance in our direction – probably making sure I’m not murdering her. When they see that I’m only spanking her, they go back to their own business. Everyone here doesn’t ask any questions.
I am going to have to get rid of Jeffrey’s body before anyone notices. My guests may be down for an orgy but that doesn’t mean all of them are down for murder.
Though, majority of them are just as bad as I am.
I spank Sasha’s ass one final time before stepping back. “There. You’ve been punished enough, I think.”
“You think?” She pushes herself up and shoves her dress down before I can get a good look at that perfect spot between her legs. She notices her panties on the ground and picks them up with a flush. “You just spanked me. How could you do that?”
I shrug. “How could I not? It was fun, wasn’t it?”
The glare she throws my way makes me laugh. “Fun for you maybe. You’re a sadistic animal.”
“No. I’m your husband.” I settle my hands on her waist and notice the little uptick in her breath when I do it. Whether Sasha wants to admit it or not, I have an effect on her.
“Why did you do that? You said you’d never beat me.”
“A little spanking isn’t beating anyone. It’s for fun. Your ass can take it. I’ll never bruise any other part of you.” I tilt her chin up. “I like your face too much.”
She rips her chin away. “I hate you.”
“What’s new?”
A frustrated growl escapes her. She’s even cuter when she thinks she’s being bold. “You don’t get the right to do that to me again.”
“Well it’s over now. I punished you for disobeying me.
Now, let’s get you out of here and back to our room.
” I take her arm and make sure to walk her out of the maze myself.
If I left her alone again, who knows what the fuck could happen?
We pass by Jeffery’s dead body. Sasha inhales sharply, as if remembering what I’m capable of.
I’m capable of a lot.