Groomed for Kahuna

First Executive Assignment

Johanna had been tossing and turning all night. She was used to having time away from Turro after thier less pleasant encounters. Looking at the clock it was 4:30 and she barely got an hour of sleep. First it was Khali giving birth, then her disagreement with her husband. When she had finally settled enough to drift off to sleep, she was awakened by a finger rubbing her c**t. Which led to another round of s*x. She was mentally and physically exhausted at point, but was afraid she would over sleep if she didn't stay woke now. Turro had an important meeting at 6am and she was expected to serve him and "be on display". That's how she referred to him wanting her there without allowing her input in any conversations. Turro kissed her cheek removed his arm from her waist. She lay there still in hopes that he would think she was sleep and leave her. He got up and went into the bathroom. since the door was opened she heard him relieve himself, wash his hands and start the shower. Johanna got up out the bed slowly and grabbed the robe off the bed post. She tied it and went to open the door to the room that connected thiers. Turro would have a fit if she walked in the halls so the staff could see her that way. "Why don't you just get ready here. I had a dressed delivered here that I'm dying to see on you." He said standing in the bathroom doorway. She felt a headache coming on, the more she was around him, the more opportunities to anger him. She preferred when he kept to the schedule and spent time with his concubines leaving her in peace. Then he'd miss her so much they would have a greater appreciation for each other's presence. Ever since the day she went shopping she felt like he was trying to keep a close watch on her and she didn't like it. It reminded her of when she first met him and attempted to run away many times. She was punished severely for it and finally came to the understanding that she would never be allowed to leave and her life would be easier if she just "behaved". She swallowed hard and turned to face him. "I appreciate that my king, however I have already chosen an outfit previously for this occasion that....." He held up his hand to silence her. He took a deep breath and exhaled dramatically. "Your behavior is beginning to infuriated me." Johanna's hand went to her throat remembering how just a few hours ago she was struggling to breathe after angering him. "Your absolutely correct, I apologize. Please forgive me. Show me the dress, I'm sure it's beautiful, you have very good taste." She didn't dare to fake smiling because that would make him think she was being sarcastic, so she just lowered her head and walked towards the closet. Turro raised one eyebrow and watched her stand at the entry to the large walk in closet. "Hold on." He turned the shower off and walked up to her. He looked down into her face and searched her eyes. Maybe she was making a conscious effort to submit to him. Given her past behavior he didn't think it would last long, but he wasn't gonna make it any harder by being difficult like she was. He gently grabbed her hand and walked her to the wall where her clothes were kept and pulled out the dress he had custom made to fit her figure perfectly. "Aubrey helped me pick out a pair of shoes and accessories to match as well." He told her handing it to her. He studied her reaction as she looked over the dress. "It's so beautiful." She told him truthfully. "You really like it?" He asked unable to read her reaction. "I do. May I see the shoes?" He walked to the shoe rack that almost as high as the ceiling and grabbed the pair that he purchased for the dress. "They match perfectly. Thank you." She said quietly, standing on her tip toes she pecked his lips. He grabbed her ass and attempted to pull her back to him. "It's almost 5 o'clock and I have to shower, do my make up and hair and eat by 6:30." She said pulling away from him to go to the bathroom. "I was about to get in." He said when he saw the direction she was going. "Well husband, it completely up to you. Should I bathe here or in my room?" He squinted his eyes at her and bit his bottom lip. "I will shower in my room and then come back to get dressed here if that pleases you." She said looking to him. "Go ahead and get dressed in your room, it'll save time, but expect you to be on time. I don't want to have to send for you. You understand?" He said looking into her eyes. She nodded and rushed off to her room the way she was going to leave before he stopped her only minutes ago.

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"How do you expect to guarantee such a radical change?" Mr. Propatine asked. His assistant quickly wrote down the question. He was keeping record of the meeting so that when the contract was drawn up it would be word for word. "I can see to it that all the laws and regulations we agree to will be followed because it will be enforced by some of my best soldiers. And thier actions will be supervised." Mr.Propatine sat up and looked between Turro and Johanna, who was sitting quietly at his side. "Your telling me your willing to put the life of your beautiful wife in danger? Just watching the two of you together let's me know you would not be able to part with her company for such a long time. We both know the state my country is in will not be suitable or even safe for that matter for her." Turro eyebrows creased and he turned to see Johanna's reaction. " I said I would have my men supervised. I never claimed it would be under my personal supervision. My son Kahuna has been trained well. This will be his first executive assignment and when he comes home to me with success I will turn over my crown to him." Johanna bit her lip to keep from yelling out. She took a deep breath and blinked rapidly to stop the tears she felt. Turro felt the tension radiate off of his wife, but he refused to acknowledge it. This was his plan and it wasn't up for discussion with her. She had no say in these matters. "Ok, can agree to that, however I must see him in action first. Prepare your son for battle with my most skilled soldier tomorrow morning at 8am." Johanna put her head down, because she couldn't hold back the tears and didn't want to embarrass Turro showing weakness. "I accept the challenge and I'm more than confident he will welcome it as well. He is always up for good workout." The man sat back and raised his eyebrows. "You very confident in your sons skills. We will see if he's up to carrying out your legacy as such a fearless warrior." Turro heard his wife whimper and he took a deep breath to steady his nerves. She had no idea what how her tears effected him. But right now was not the time to show such gentleness. "So after my son has bested your warrior, we will meet back here and close out the agreement." He said standing and extended his hand to shake. "I look foward to seeing Kahuna in action." Mr. Propatine said standing to shake hands. "In the meantime I have appointed you and your guests a guard. They will show you where you'll staying for the night." Mr. Propatine bowed his head respectfully and followed the guards out of Turros office.