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“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely. I was naked on camera for you the other night, and that one picture you took was so hot. And you’ve got me curious.”

Without further prompting, he pulled out his phone and opened the camera, quickly framing the shot and snapping several images.

When he was done, he laid the phone on the desk where she could see.

“Oh dang. That is hot.”

“I’m glad you agree. You would be wrong if you didn’t. But enough talk. You’ve got a spanking coming.”

He pulled the belt off his pants with a flourish, enjoying the little flinch as she heard the whooshing sound it made.

He moved behind her again and dragged the thick leather across her pale skin. Then he laid it on the small of her back and cupped her pussy. As expected, she was soaked, and she clenched against his hand.

“I have a number in mind, but I’m not telling you what it is. We’ll go until we get there or until you safeword, understood?”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered.

“Judging by how wet this little cunt is, I think we might get to my number.”

“Is it a big number?” she asked, her voice a little steadier.

“Big enough to teach you a lesson.”

She shuddered, and her pussy fluttered, sending a rush of moisture to his fingers.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll make you come when we’re done punishing this naughty bottom.”

Without waiting for a response, he picked up the belt and refolded it, so it was the right size to put stripes across both cheeks.

He stepped back and raised his arm. Despite telling her she wouldn’t get a warmup, he tempered the first few swings. Theystill left their mark, but he wasn’t hitting her at full force to start off. He had a lot of pent-up frustration over Reggie, and he didn’t want to take it out on her, so he was being cautious.

“I would like to take a few more photos. Do you have any objection?” he asked as he landed his fifth strike.

Watching her turn red was fun, and suddenly he wanted a series of progression shots.

“No, Sir. I would like that.”

Ten swats and two photos later, she raised her hand and cleared her throat. It made him chuckle, but he put the belt down and moved to stand where she could see him. “What’s wrong, little imp?”

“Are you holding back, for some reason?”

He frowned. “What do you mean?”

“It seems like something is off. Are you sure you’re OK?”

He dragged a hand through his hair. “Perceptive of you. I’m… frustrated, and I’m trying not to take it out on you.”

“Take it out on me. I’m frustrated too. That’s part of why I asked for this. Not just because I get so turned on any time I’m in the same room with you I needed it, though that’s true too. But tonight, I need you to let go and let me experience whatever you need to give me.”

He put his palms on the desk and bent forward. She reached out and covered his hand with hers.

“And you’ll safeword if you need it?”

“Yes, Sir. I promise. Please don’t hold back. This might be as cathartic for you as it will be for me.”

He blew out a breath and stood, rolling his shoulders. “OK. But I’m serious, Kenzie. If I think you’re taking more than you can handle in order to please me, I’m going to be pissed.”

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