As always, his choice of those very specific words tripped something deep inside her.She knew he meant for her to have that reaction.Within seconds, they changed her focus and her state of mind.But it wasn’t just the words, it was his tone.It allowed for no arguments or hesitations, and warmth rippled through her.“Yes, Sir,” she said.
She followed him down the hallway.At some point, he’d moved the spanking bench so that it was almost in the middle of the floor.He’d also adjusted the platforms so that one was significantly higher than the other.
Instead of prompting her, he simply waited.
After kicking off her shoes, she removed her dress.
“You can put your clothes on top of the dresser.”
Aware of his heated gaze on her, she moved past him and did as he said.He folded his arms and watched her shimmy out of her underwear and bra.
He didn’t say a word as she went to middle of the room, near the bench, and knelt.She exhaled, spread her legs, then lowered her gaze and put her hands on her thighs.
For a long time, he allowed silence to stretch.She concentrated on her breathing, channeling her inner patience as she waited for him.
“Have you noticed how natural that’s becoming?”
“Yes, Sir.”She couldn’t deny that.Her movements were more natural, and she felt significantly less embarrassed.
“So beautiful.Come to me, Lara.”
Focusing on him and his command, she crawled to him.
“Kneel up,” he instructed.
Once she had, he softly said, “Take off my belt.”
Lara went totally still.He’d remembered her telling him about it, and he was making her fantasies come true.Even though she’d spent time visualizing it, nothing could have prepared her for the reality, the pulse of his command.
She looked up at him.He was staring at her intently.In an unguarded moment, she saw softness in his eyes.He might keep an emotional wall between them, but there was little doubt he felt something for her.
“Do it now, Lara.”
Nerves and excitement combined and plummeted through her, as if she were on a carnival ride.She fumbled with the buckle, and he stood there, not helping her.She was aware of his cock pressing against his slacks and of his restrained power.
Finally, she got the belt loose.She pulled the leather through the loops, and she shivered.
Since she wasn’t sure what to do next, she folded the length over and offered it to him.
“Exactly right,” he told her, accepting the belt.“Now, to the bench.”
She went to it and positioned herself on it, kneeling on the lower platform and putting her chest on the upper portion.
“Would you like to be secured in place?”
“It’s up to you, Sir.”
“Thank you for that.The choice is yours.”
“This is going to hurt, isn’t it?”
“Maybe more than the single tail.I didn’t use a lot of force, and this will cover a wider area and leave more of a stripe than a bite.”
“In that case, please tie me,” she replied.
He put his belt on her back.The leather still bore his body heat.
After securing her, he said, “Now for the warm-up.”
