Spoiled

Kililia

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Spoiled Closed for Knightmare27

Nikki was a daddy's little girl, each time she would get in trouble...she simple bat her eyelashes at her father and he would forgive her. But lately its be harder for her father since she became a teenager had come to the mix. Her father always imagined he marry he to a young man with a bright future. Now a days he simply pray she does not end up dead, from drugs or alcohol.
On her 18th birthday, he found himself carried off to the emergency room to have her stomach pumped,saying next few days at her bedside.As a desperate measure he called his family in his homeland. They had convince him send her over for a vacation to be away from all the fast racing pace of the city.
When she woke up, she agreed to go for a summer vacation to her grand mother's home for the summer. She had no knowledge of her grand mother plan to marry her off to avoid her shaming herself. As she already found a suitor to marry her.
 
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Otokar was himself surprised at how little anxiety he felt. Here he was, about to marry a, supposedly very pretty, girl, an emigrant who had returned to be his wife. Well, strictly speeking, she had been returned, and likely had no idea that she was about to marry. Well, maybe. It all depended on whether her grandmother had told her; some grandmothers did, some did not.

It should not have been this hard for a wealthy widower like Otokar to find a new wife, but he had a reputation as a harsh husband; he had never lost his temper, and was actually proud of that, but he was quick to hand out discipline when needed - and his last wife had needed it badly! If her grandmother's warnings were anything to go by, though, this one was at least as bad. Spoiled and stubborn, he had been warned. Pretty, spoiled and stubborn. Like a fine horse; but all horses coul be broken...
 
**The grandmother servant arrived at his home as she handed him and envelop. Inside wrote: Otokar, my granddaughter will arrive with now knowledge of what has been arranged..the papers been filed for your union...the judge is a friend of mine and accepted. I wish her to become a proper wife and lady to proud of and hope have grandchildren...I inform her that your home is one of my properties and you are the guardian. Please enjoy your honeymoon ..*quickly wrote details of her last hospital visit...2 hours late her see her arrive at his door.She lightly tap on the door, dress in a very short skirt and tank top. Her hair wild and highlighted pink. She was 5'1,105pounds, wearing heavy makeup and chewing gum*
 
He had almost jumped from his couch in anticipation when his doorman announced the arrival of his new wife... but then he caught himself and decided that rushing towards the door was a little undignified for a wedding.

He walked towards the door and stopped immediately as he saw the woman standing there. His wife? She looked like an extremely cheap whore - well, like what an extremely cheap whore looked like if he had any reason to visit them - and if she was actually pretty, it was hard to tell given all the make-up she was wearing.

Still, he managed a relatively friendly smile as he greeted her.
 
Niki look at his hand and after a minute she shook it: awesome...very fancy place.She look around,running her fingers through her hair, he can see her roots,being red head she tries to lessen the color.She took off her sunglasses as she glance at him: so like where is the suite..*he notice her green ,emerald cat eye,making her look exotic under all the clothing and make up.It appear as if she dress to hide the her natural beauty which easily would draw attention. She points up: is it up there? *trows her backpack at him and smirks: might as well carry my bad as you show me the joint *wink*
 
After a moment of shock at her incredible impertinence, he threw the backpack to a servant, then took her by the arm, not too softly; in fact, he almost dug his fingers in. Partly, this was anger at her lack of respect, but it was mostly disappointment. Where was the pretty girl? Was she hidden under layers of decadent makeup and bad manners? He almost felt sorry for the little creature; she had obviously never learned to be a proper woman.

First things first... he let go of her and called to one of his woman servants: "Get the new lady of the house some proper clothing!"

Lady of the house! She technically was, of course, but this was no lady. That fraud of a grandmother had sold him a prostitute!
 
Nikki wince as he grab her as he lead the way: slow down cowboy...your hurting me...pal...*relaxes as he let go as he look at the lady rush off and turns to him: lady or the house? *laughs* my name is nikki...you make it sound like i live here, pal... just show me the bedroom...that way i can change and go find clubs and shit...cant waste my youth with old guys like you...**She obviously had no cue and still believe this was her grandma place. She seem bit indifferent of how the world see her* I plan to sooo get shitface in this place...any idea where i can get boooze?
 
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The old lady quickly returned with some proper clothes - too large for his new wife, but they would do for now. They would surely cover everything, quite unlike the...underwear she was wearing at the moment.

Her manners were so bad, though, that he just had to do something about them. He curtly thanked the servant with the clothes and turned to the doorman: "Go get me my cane..."
 
Nikki watches the woman carrying the dress: dress...look i dont need this...*roll her eyes, mumbling * weirdos...i be in my room...*She just walk up the stair and open door by door till she walk in the largest room. Smirk that shit, is soo mine...*she toss her bag on the floor and drop herself on the bed,taking off her top and her bottom. She looks into the bag as she stood in her underwear, she walk to the large mirror and looks at all the ladies make up and perfume: holly shit...*Just then she glance over see a table like this one except contain men items, like cologne,cuff lings, etc * Wow...wait a sec...why is guy shit here...
 
She was incredible! He hurried after her, eventually confronting Nikki in the master bedroom. His patience had run out. Without a further word, he grabbed her arm again with his left hand. His right reached for the belt of a morning gown, then for her other wrist. Pressing them together, he started wrapping the belt around them and making a knot. He had never done that to anyone, not even his former wife, but he did not know what else to do to stop this evil little thing!

He deliberately pulled the belt tight around her wrists, both because he was fuming with rage and so she could not break free. She would certainly try. As he was tying her up, he felt tears well up in his eyes. Tears of rage, of disappointment, and of - pity. Not that he would admit the last one, but he was clearly hurting her, and he would prefer not to; she was so young and naive! He had no choice, though. She had to be tamed.
 
Nikki gasps as he appeared out of no where and easily restrain her.She screams as he ties her wrist so easily: no....stop...you have no right...my grandma will kill you...let go...you dont know but she is powerful and will destroy you! *Hisses as he tighten then around her wrist: yours insane!!?! let me go!!! please...stop...*Held in place before him in her underwear.Her skin was as pale as snow, she had such beauty hidden and he could see it as no men had before*
 
"Your grandmother is a fraud, to have married me to such a little snake!", he hissed, sounding almost like a snake himself as he controlled her bonds. When he was sure they were tight enough, it just took one pull to throw her down on the bed. The servant who had been sent to get the cane had finally found him and was carrying the instrument. It was well-worn, and he had no hope it would get any rest with this wife, either. He could probably pound her to dust, and the dust would still rebel against him. Still, he had to try. She was spoiled and soft, probably not used to any real pain.

He stood up and looked at the girl, lying on her stomach on the bed, her hands tied to her back. He raised the cane and took careful aim at her behind, but hesitated for a few seconds before the actual strike.
 
Nikki cry outs as she lands on the bed,struggling as she didn't know what was happening: my grandma? please stop...i beg you...lets talk...all she said was it was a vacation...what are you talking about...please...just...lets just talk....**By the tone of her voice she was being honest.He realize the grand mother might of deceive them both as Nikki seem to have no knowledge of the situation. If so ,their might be a chance to their relationship..She was young and healthy and looks he could change , she only needed training to be his perfect wife
 
He was still angry, but he lowered the cane for now. The belt, though, stayed on her hands. It made her helpless, and that was important. Her arrogance had quickly been turned into whimpering and pleading under the threat of the cane, and he was satisfied to have judged her correctly: Under her irritatingly egotistical surface, she was scared.

Maybe he could turn this fear to his advantage. "So she did not tell you? You are my wife, she gave you over to me, and that is why you are here. But you are not a woman. You are a soft girl who does not know how to dress, how to talk, how to obey. I do not know what they taught you over there, but it certainly was not the right lesson!"
 
Nikki whimper under him as she lay on the bed helplessly, she told herself ,that man need to be fired from her grandma: tell me what? its a summer house for vaca...*eyes bulges at the mention of being his wife: What!?!? wife!?!?i am not married to you...what you talking about , i never saw you before,mr...*he realize she only knew of western fancy marriage and not of their tradition. She obviously had no idea of this,something he didn't not expect but didn't change the fact she was his wife.
 
"Mr. Tash", he completed the sentence, "and, yes, you are Mrs. Tash now, whether you like it or not. This is the custom here, or did they not tell you anything about that, either?"

He could not help but roll his eyes at her ignorance of even the most basic rules of society. No wonder she had waltzed in here behaving like a cheap harlot! Right then and there, he decided that he could not introduce her to society yet. In her current state, she would only embarass him. He would have to remain officially a widower for some time... months maybe.

"First, we will have to rid you of that pink toilet brush on your head you call hair. I am sorry, but there is no other way. We will have to wait until you have grown back proper hair..."
 
Nikki looks at him horrified: how can you say , i am your wife?!...we never even have a wedding or ring or nothing....wait...what about my hair...you cant shave it...look...i like the way i look...look just let me go....we can cancel, i go back home....there is NO way i can be your wife...i am NOT wife material...
 
"The way you are now, you little hellraiser, you are months away from a proper wedding. If I had a wedding with someone like you... no thanks! I would be laughed at! You know nothing about being a wife, and I will have to teach you first. In a few months, we can marry, maybe."

He laid down on the bed, his body across hers so that his chest rested on her back. "And you will get your hair cut. Either we do it peacefully, or I will have to force you, but one way or another, your hair will come off. The choice is yours."

She felt very nice and warm against his body, even through his clothing, so he started to stroke her butt as he continued to speak. "Then, you will have to learn the proper way to speak to your husband, and much more. And no make-up! Make-up is for whores!"

"So, are you ready to have your hair cut, or do I have to force you?"
 
Mikki couldnt believe her grand mother trick her to be married and believe he was mad: I be good...cut my hair....please...i neeed contact my family..there is a misunderstanding...*blushes as he lay over her,press against her* Mister...just lets talk about this....ok?
 
"I do not know what we should have to talk about - everything went correctly. Your grandmother agreed, and I paid the arranged price. It really is better for you to agree to this now. I have a soft heart, and while I know that I could force you into obeying me - a man punishing a disobedient wife is allowed to do almost anything, after all - I do not like to hurt people. Please do not make this harder for you than it already is."

He was not entirely truthful about his "soft heart", actually. In fact, he wished nothing more than to beat the snot out of this little bundle of trouble. However, he hoped she would be open to reason and understand why she deserved her punishment if he explained it to her.
 
Nikki: understand this, my grandma lied to me...she said it was a vacation tilll school starts..nothing about arrange marriage..i dont want to be punish, hell, i do not wish to be here...please can we take this a step at a time....this is insanely overwhelming...please..*trying to act reasonable when she actually wanted to kill him and run away*
 
"Your grandma did not tell you. I know. Some do not. That is not so important here. It is still your duty as a good woman to follow her wishes. And I have long realized you are not a woman at all. We will have to take this in small steps; you will have to learn everything, you poor girl. Things you are normally taught at a very young age. I want you to learn fast, though. Do not disappoint me in this...."
He slowly undid the ties around her wrists, but grabbed the cane again as a warning. "I will not give in when it comes to your hair, though. It has to go. It makes you look like a whore. You do not want to be a whore, do you?"
 
Niki soon realize he has old customs, she never imagine she would be in this situation in this day and age. Knowing he had all her ID and she couldn't leave without getting them, she decided play along till she find a chance to run away.She swallowed her pride as he talk down to her, resisting urge to punch him: No i dont...ill let you cut my hair...* hoping delay his plan to bed her*
 
"It is good that you are finally reasonable.", he answered. One short call on his phone, and a servant was on the way with the necessary equipment. "You will be bald for a while, of course. You can not go outside during that time, or you will be laughed at. Consider this time your prison sentence for being a spoiled brat. You will learn much. As soon as your hair is long again, you will be a real woman. You'd better be. If you are still a mere girl by then, I will throw you out."
 
Nikki watches him call: i can wear a wig till then...I..*bites her tongue as she was about to tell him off for calling her a spoil brat* ...i do...my best...honestly..is it possible order food...i didn't eat for 4-5 hours...i am famish..we can talk over diner*
 
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