Page 6 of His Prey


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Swallowing twice, she turned away from him, kicking off her shoes. She was going to kill the director for this. When Officer Renier started humming again and she heard the sound of ice clinking in a glass, she almost lost it. How dare this… fucking asshole do something like this. If only she had her weapon.

“I’m waiting,” he said in a singsong voice from behind, the sound so goddamn seductive.

Why did he have to be so good-looking?

She managed to unzip her dress, wiggling until the material slipped to the floor. Almost immediately she slapped her arms over her breasts, fighting the urge to hurl.

“Panties as well, although I do admit, they are very sexy.”

“God! You’re an asshole.”

“Trust me, sweetheart. I’ve been called so much worse.” He snickered in the background before continuing to hum the ridiculous tune.

“Fuck this. Fuck my life. Fuck everything.”

“And you’re a woman who could use a solid mouth washing. For a lady to say such things is profane.”

Sophia snarled loud enough he was able to hear before sliding her fingers under the thin elastic of her panties. Nothing had ever been this humiliating in her entire life. When she was completely naked, she knew there was nothing she could hide from the man. “I will get you for this one day,Officer.” She turned very slowly, scrutinizing his every action, trying to gather a bead on just who this man really was.

And how he’d managed to force her into such a vulnerable state.

“And you know what? I look forward to the day you attempt to follow through with your retaliation. Oh, and you might as well call me Pierre since we’re going to get to know each other quite intimately.”

“Is that a threat?”

“I never make threats, sweetheart, only promises.”

She wanted to rip his eyeballs out and feed them to some animal passing by.

He surveyed the room, rubbing his jaw with his index finger and thumb, finally yanking the hardback chair from under the desk. “This should do nicely. Oh, and let’s see.” He moved through the room, checking drawers then going into another room.

This would have been her opportunity to bolt.

If she wasn’t stark naked.

The irony of the situation made her sick to her stomach. This wasn’t anything she was going to put on her report, no matter the circumstances. After a quick glance toward the chair, she realized exactly what the man was going to do.

“Oh, fuck, no.”

A spanking. The asshole was going to give her a hard spanking.Corporal punishment, my ass.The thought rocked her entire world. No one in her life had ever laid a hand on her, other than criminals and they’d been put in their place in a flash. Backing up, she was mortified at the thought, already humiliated enough she couldn’t think clearly.

Her behavior had been akin to a rookie, not a seasoned pro.

Pierre returned a few seconds later, twirling a wooden brush in his hand. “Perfect. I think a spanking is required to be severe in order to get the meaning across. Don’t you?”

She had no idea what to say and no sassy retort.

“I can see that you agree. Come on over here.” He walked toward the chair, plopping down and patting his lap. “This is going to hurt me more than you. No, that’s a complete lie. This is going to be very painful for you, but you deserve it. Don’t you?”

Sophia managed to open her mouth, but the ugly whimper made her slam it shut. Holding her head high, she sauntered toward him, making certain she kept her attitude intact. “You’re never going to get away with this.”

His gaze moved from her polished toes all the way to her eyes, lingering on her pussy and breasts enough that she almost flew off the handle. “I guess we’ll see, Ms. Harper.” In a swift move, he snagged her wrist, yanking her over his lap, the brush coming down instantly.

“Fuck!” she moaned, wiggling and flailing as he slapped the brush across her bottom, moving from one ass cheek to the other in rapid succession.

“Bad girls need regular punishment,” he commented as he rubbed the brush against her skin.

“What? No!” She jerked up, almost able to get away from him. With one hard yank, he had her over his lap once again, one leg folded over hers as he continued her punishment.