Page 17 of Dangerous Stakes

“I’ll give you one chance to take that whole little diatribe back and apologize without there being consequences. Last night was more than a roll in the hay. It was the start of something special and you know it.”

“I don’t want to hurt your feelings, but I don’t have time for anything more.”

“You’re going to have to make time for more than that. There’s a part of me that wants to hand you your clothes, send you home with a lesson schedule, and as you said earlier, keep this strictly professional.”

“I do think that might be best,” she said quietly.

“Nay, love. That’s your fear talking. I won’t let you give into fear. Either take it back and apologize, or I’ll introduce you to what a real discipline spanking entails.”

He rested his hands on either side of her thighs and stood between them. Susan hoped he could not detect the effect his words were having on her. Her nipples had rapidly beaded into hard buds, and she could feel moisture pooling in her pussy to provide his large cock with easy entrance and use of her.

Susan could not hold his gaze. She knew that he was all too aware that part of the reason was her sense of false bravado had failed her completely. The stronger part was that she knew he was right. She needed him to take her on, not just as her riding instructor but as her dominant and loving partner. She had a nasty suspicion that he knew he needed to see to the latter first.

Rory picked her up off the counter and set her on her feet. Susan was terrified that he might have decided to let her have her clothes and go home. Instead, she found her hair fisted in his hand as he marched her back into the bedroom. He stripped the shirt she’d put on from her body and then guided her into the corner.

He let go of her hair and she spun around to look at him. Rory spun her back around and landed three hard swats on her rump. “You stay here. When I send you to the corner or I put you there, you stand with your hands on the wall and your nose in the corner itself. You do not turn around or come out until I take you out or tell you that you can leave.”

“I am not a small child that you can manhandle.” She turned around to face him again.

Again, he spun her back around and landed another three hard swats to her bottom. “I would never lay a hand on a child. They are children and know no better. You’re a well-educated adult who can weigh doing something she knows will get her punished against wanting to do it. You stay with your nose in the corner.”

Susan stomped her foot and again turned to face him. “If you think …”

She was cut off as he turned her back into the corner and again spanked three times. “Enough, Susan. Settle down and do as you’re told.”

“Fuck you.”

He chuckled and fondled her backside. “Aye, love, that’s part of the plan. I imagine you’ll be furious when it happens, but I’ll make you scream for me until you don’t care. Now stand here and behave yourself.”

“I won’t.”

“You will. The only choice you have is how many times you’re going to get swatted before you do as you’re told. Now stay.”

Sensing that she’d lost interest in continuing to defy him, he backed away. She stayed in the corner facing it as he’d commanded.

“There’s my good girl,” he said softly. “You stay there while I go feed the horses.”

“You expect me to stand here naked in the corner while you go feed? Are you mad?”

He chuckled. “Hardly. And yes, I expect you to stand in the corner where I left you. As it is when I get back to the house, if you’ve behaved yourself, I’ll consider not turning your pretty ass a nice shade of red before I fuck you. It’ll be a lot easier on you if you’re where I put you than if you’re not. Behave yourself, Susan.”

Susan heard him pull on his boots and a sweater and leave the house. What she wanted was to ride and train with Rory. More than that, she wanted to be with Rory.

The memories from the night before came flooding back. He had been tender and strong. He had always ensured she received far more pleasure at his hands than he took. And no two ways about it, the man knew how to give pleasure—with his hands, his mouth, and his cock.

She couldn’t remember a time she’d ever climaxed that many times or that easily. But it wasn’t just the physical aspect; they’d connected on a deeper level. She had never enjoyed sleeping in close contact with another person, but last night she hadn’t felt as though she could get close enough to him and had slept more deeply than ever before.

Her thoughts continued to swirl through her brain as desire once again surged through her veins. She heard him return to the house and her whole body seemed attuned to his presence. He crossed the bedroom to where she stood and fondled her backside.

“I’m glad you decided to be a good girl.”

“This isn’t easy for me, you know.”

“I know, love.” He ran his finger down the side of her face and leaned down to kiss the side of her neck. “You’ve been allowed to run wild far too long. But I don’t think it’ll take you long to settle in with me and decide to behave.”

"I don't like the idea of you whaling on my ass, but it made everything so much more intense. It’s confusing."

“It isn’t the spanking itself that gets either of us aroused, it’s the acceptance that one of us leads and one of us follows. That I will hold you accountable for your behavior and your acceptance of that. And for what it’s worth, sweetheart, you’re not the only one who finds it arousing.”

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