Page 10 of Bling

Part? There were going to be multiple parts to her punishment? She cringed as Hunter continued. “For your second part, you have two options. You can either wear this gag for the rest of the night, or I take you behind the bar and wash your mouth out with soap in front of everyone.”

Isabelle’s mouth fell open. Was he serious? “Why does it have to be in front of everyone?”

Hunter smiled. “Think about it, little one, and you tell me.”

Isabelle squeezed her eyes shut as she spoke. “Because my outburst was in front of everyone.”

Hunter winked at her when her gaze met his again. “Bingo. Now, what’s it going to be?”

Isabelle squirmed and looked away. “Can’t you just spank me in front of everyone?”

Hunter shook his head, the kind smile fading from his lips. “No. Now quit stalling and pick or we’ll just make it both.”

The gag looked uncomfortable, but the thought of having soap in her mouth made her stomach churn.

With a trembling hand, she pointed at the gag Hunter held. “I’ll choose the gag, Sir,” she said, trying not to cry.

“Good girl. Before we get this over with, I have a proposition for you.”

“Isabelle eyed him warily. She wasn’t in much of a position to deny him right now, and she had no idea what he was about to suggest.

“Relax,” he said with a chuckle. “It’s nothing kinky. I want to offer you a job.”

“Where? Doing what?” she asked, her mind whirling.

“At the Glenview. I recently bought it. You do so well with some of the hospitality touches you’ve added around here, I would love to have you work with our hospitality team. It would be an entry level thing at first and you might have to start on the night shift, but you have the potential to move up if you want it.”

Isabelle’s eyes widened. He would have no way of knowing what she went to school for, the degree she never finished. No way he knew about her dream of owning a boutique hotel one day, did he?

“I… I don’t know what to say. I think I have to say yes, though.”

Hunter laughed. “Don’t feel obligated just because I’m about to take a belt to your ass. I’ve had my eye on you since I bought the place, though, so you can be assured this isn’t a pity offering.”

Isabelle swallowed and tried to force a smile. Did he just say he was using his belt? She blinked her eyes and said, “OK. Thank you, Sir.”

Hunter smiled. “You’re welcome, little one. Now let’s get this over with. Stand up and turn to face that chair, then bend over and get ready for a spanking.”

Isabelle sighed but did as she was told. When she was in position, he lifted her skirt to her waist but left her panties in place. Garrett would not have been so gracious. The jingle of Hunter’s belt buckle made her tense. Spankings sucked, and she didn’t see how anyone could get off on them.

“I’m going to go easy on you and just give you ten.”

“Thank you,” she said with a trembling voice.

His hand cracked down hard on her panty clad ass. “Thank you, what?”

She flinched as pain radiated through her. “Thank you, Master Hunter,” she whimpered.

He didn’t speak again, and she heard him folding the belt just before it sliced through the air. A searing burn in her ass followed the loud cracking noise the belt made as it met her rear-end. She fought the urge to reach back and clutch at her bottom. That’s how you earned extra swats and she had no intention of doing that.

The belt landed again, and she cried out as she gripped the chair with every ounce of strength she had.

Again, the leather struck her barely covered bottom, and this time, she jumped up and hopped around.

“You have five seconds to get back in place or your panties come down and we start all over.”

His threat had her flying into position again, and he soothed her with a gentle hand on the small of her back.

The next three landed with no pause between them. It was over halfway done.You can do this, Isabelle,she told herself.

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