Tyranny of Steel

Berengar sat within the dining hall, his eyebrows were beginning to twitch, and there was a thoroughly exhausting expression plastered on his face; for the past thirty minutes, he had been listening to Adela and Linde chew him out because he dared to say that Henrietta was prettiest of them all.

He did not remember a single word that either of his two women had stated. Instead, he was quite upset over the fact that Henrietta was purposely making his love life a living hell. After dwelling upon such a matter for some time, he had finally come to a rather important conclusion about his behavior.

With this in mind, he had completely lost his patience. He responded by kicking an empty chair over before standing up in a fit of fury. He gazed down upon his two women with a chilling gaze as they continued to criticize him.

"That's enough!"

The moment Berengar shouted at them in such a manner, the two women immediately silenced themselves and gazed at one another with trepidation in their eyes. Berengar had seldom spoken to them in such a manner before; as such, they were visibly frightened as the young man began to exclude his authority as King.

"It has become clear to me now that I have allowed all four of you far too much freedom! You two especially, where do you derive the authority to speak to me in such a hostile manner? You both know damn well that I have no such intents towards my sister and merely appeased her whims. Yet here you stand chastising me with such fury as if I had cheated on you! It is absurd, and it stops now!"

Linde immediately began to protest Berengar's relatively accurate assessment.

"But-"

However, before she could even utter a second word, Berengar had raised his hand and lightly but firmly backhanded her across the cheek. By doing this, the young King had gotten his point entirely across as Linde's conditioning immediately took over. The young beauty immediately knelt before him and lowered her head in silence as she took her husband's scolding passively and obediently.

"Do not talk back to me when I am scolding you! You will speak when you are spoken to!"

Berengar's glare immediately shifted over to Adela, who was so frightened by Berengar's change of character that she had collapsed to her knees. Seeing both women kneeling before him, Berengar lifted the chair he had kicked over and sat upon it with one leg bent over the other while resting his handsome face on his fist. After getting comfortable, Berengar immediately chastised the two women for their behavior.

"Now that I see you both have become obedient, allow me to educate you on the boundaries of our relationship. First and foremost, you do not get to dictate what I do, what I say, or who I decide to talk to. If I want to drag a fourth girl into this relationship, I will damn well do so! Your jealousy is unflattering to say the least...

As for my second point of contention, where did you get the idea that you have the right to inflict violence upon me? Digging your nails into my shoulder? Tsk tsk tsk, you are undoubtedly lucky only one of you just got slapped. If any of you girls ever lay your hand on me again, or each other for that matter, I will not be afraid to respond in kind."

As Berengar spoke, Linde gazed at him with a sense of arousal; it had been far too long since he had last been this violent and forceful with her. As such, she gazed at him from her kneeling position with lust in her eyes, which did not go unnoticed by the young King.

On the other hand, Adela had never been treated in such a manner before, and for whatever reason, she had gotten the idea that she could walk all over Berengar. It was only now, after witnessing the wrath of her husband firsthand, that she understood the fear that his name invoked in the hearts of his enemies.

The young woman was paralyzed in terror as she gazed upon the oppressive appearance of the man she knew and loved. Until now, she had never truly believed the rumors of Berengar's cruelty. After all, he had never treated her in such a manner, nor had she witnessed him behave so cruelly to anyone else.

Yet now, she had become dreadfully aware that the rumors of how Berengar behaved when he was provoked were very real. She realized now that she had thoroughly stepped on the beast's tail and awoken the monster from his slumber. While Adela may be terrified, she was also profoundly entranced by the tyrannical aura that Berengar was exuding and in no way hated him for it.

Upon seeing the two women had become exceptionally submissive, Berengar decided to reward them for their behavior; as such, he leaned over from his position and placed a palm on the cheek of each of the girls while giving them a stern but loving gaze.

The moment the warmth of his firm hands touched the girls' cheeks, they instantly began to nuzzle up to it as they closed their eyes and accepted his control over the situation. It was as if the petty squabbles they had until now had disappeared entirely from the depths of their hearts. Berengar let out a sigh of relief now that the girls were behaving themselves before speaking up.

"Go fetch the others; I want to have a word with them as well. I'll give you thirty minutes to drag their ass back here; if you do not show up by then, I will severely punish the both of you!"

Immedietaly, the girls raised from the position and set off to find Honoria and Henrietta, both of which were in the confines of their rooms. Berengar had long since summoned the servers over to fill a glass of wine for him. By the time they arrived, he was already finished with two of them, and they only had a minute to spare.

Honoria had a pouting expression on her face; she was still somewhat upset from Berengar's comment. As for Henrietta, the moment she stood before Berengar, she could tell that he was not his usual kind persona. Instead, his tyrannical alter ego had taken over, which was something she deeply feared.

As such, the girl instantly dropped to her knees and began to plead with Berengar, which greatly shocked Honoria, as she had not expected such a thing to occur.

"I'm sorry, Big Brother, I shouldn't have played such a trick. It was wrong of me; please don't punish me!"

Berengar was rather amused with Henrietta's performance, as he had never once disciplined her for her actions. He realized now that was a mistake, and as such, a cruel smile appeared on his face as he asked the girl a question that had been bothering him for some time.

"My dear Henrietta, I must have been blind not to notice it, but these past few weeks since I have gotten married, you are the one at fault for causing these three bitches to bicker, are you not?"

The moment Berengar used such a word to refer to his women, Honoria began to scowl, and right as she was about to protest being called such a foul term, her mouth was covered by Linde, who whispered in her ear.

"Shhh... Master is speaking!"

Henrietta broke out into tears; the dread within her had wholly overwhelmed her senses as she nodded to Berengar. She had no idea what he had planned for her, but she knew how he treated people who invoked his ire. As such, she immediately confessed to her sins by nodding her head while sobbing.

Berengar immediately reached out his hand to the girl with a smile on his face, which caught her by surprise; she foolishly believed he had so easily forgiven her and grasped ahold of his hand. Unfortunately for her, she was immediately latched onto by Berengar's grip, and pulled into his lap, where he laid her down bottom up.

Linde immediately knew what Berengar was about to do to the girl and began pout; she was pretty upset that she was not receiving the same treatment. The very next sound was a loud slap and the painful cries of Henrietta as Berengar spanked the girl for her punishment in front of his three wives.

Honoria looked in shock at the wicked grin on Berengar's face as he swatted Henrietta's bottom repeatedly until he had concluded a total of ten spankings. After doing so, he pushed the girl off his lap, who was filled with tears, and admonished her for her actions.

"Go to your room, and reflect on your actions. You would be wise to remember this unless you want it to happen again!"

Henrietta immediately ran out of the room, holding onto her visibly red bottom. She could not believe she had been tortured in such a manner. After she was gone, Berengar gazed at his three wives before calling out to Linde, who looked dreadfully aroused.

"Linde, you're next!"

Linde immediately walked over and presented her bare bottom for Berengar to spank; unlike Henrietta, who Berengar had spanked over her dress, Linde wanted skin-to-skin contact. After pulling down her panties and laying on Berengar's lap with her dress folded up, Linde had an amorous smile on her face as she said the words.

"Yes, master!"

Berengar was not even the slightest bit perplexed, as he had personally engrained such masochistic nature into Linde's mind. As such, he sighed heavily as he thought how this was more of a reward than punishment. Nevertheless, he gave her the same ten spankings he had given Henrietta.

Throughout the entire time, Linde had a pleased expression on her face and moaned in pleasure as Berengar swatted her behind; after it was over, she raised from his lap and walked over next to Honoria, holding the girl in place while teasing her.

"I believe it's your turn!"

Honoria began to panic, but Linde had pushed her forward and into Berengar's grasp. The next few minutes would be filled with the screams of both Honoria and Adela. He would follow the same treatment that Berengar had inflicted on the other two girls.

After it was over and all of his wives' bottoms were as red as an apple, Berengar once more began to chastise the trio.

"Now, in the future, I don't want any more nonsense out of you girls; if you act out in the future, prepare to be treated even more harshly. After saying this, Berengar raised from his seat and finished his glass of wine, where he gave one final order before departing.

"Adela, Linde, be a doll and inform Princess Honoria of the terms we have agreed to."

After saying this, Berengar left the room and returned to his bedroom. Though he had no idea how this night would change the dynamic between him and his harem, he was sure it would be for the better. After all, he had become far too lax with how he had treated them. It was time for his wives to understand their place in this world, which was beneath him.