straightened out, Rebecca. Don’t worry.”
“What if we don’t?” she asked.
Sawyer watched her. She’d been growing more and more nervous all day. “Rebecca, it’s important that you stay calm during our meeting today,” he said. “We need to focus on the case and figure out what the DA is planning. With Shannon being who she is, we’ve got an even bigger hill to climb.”
She nodded, but her gaze danced around and she picked at her fingernails.
“Rebecca,” he said. “Look at me.”
She did, but barely.
“Do you remember what happened the last time you weren’t able to contain your emotions?” he asked.
She nodded. “I got spanked.”
He had her attention from the looks of her. “Go into the dining room, close the curtains, take down your pants and panties and wait for me. I’ll be right down,” he said.
“Why?”
“I’m going to help you keep your calm.”
“I don’t need to be spanked,” she protested.
“I’m not going to spank you. Go close the curtains and wait for me.” He didn’t give her a chance to reply before heading up the stairs to retrieve what he needed. He returned a few moments later to find her waiting nervously for him in the dining room still fully dressed. He set the things he’d brought down on the table and watched her expression, her eyes growing wider, her mouth opening, her throat working as she swallowed.
“What is that for?” she asked.
“It’s to make sure you remember.” He picked up the butt plug and took it out of its package. “I told you to take your pants and panties down. Do it now and bend over the table.”
She took a step backward. “Um… Sawyer, I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“I don’t want to take a chance.”
“How is a butt plug going to help me to keep my calm?”
“It will remind you of what will happen if you cannot. Rebecca, we don’t have much time. I need you to stay focused.” He moved toward her and took her in his arms. She turned her face up to his and he kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her mouth. One hand traveled down her back and slipped inside her jeans, cupping one bottom cheek. “Remember, I’m responsible for you now. I get to decide what is best for you. Do you remember agreeing to that?”
She looked up at him and nodded, her eyes wide.
“Good girl. It won’t be all bad, I promise. And if you’re good, I’ll reward you,” he said, releasing her.
“Do you have to?”
He nodded. “Go on,” he said. “Take them down, turn around, and bend over.”
She watched him while she unbuttoned her jeans as he twisted the lid off the lubricant. He squeezed some onto his fingers and rubbed them together, then turned to watch her reluctantly take first her jeans, then her panties down to her knees.
“Turn around and bend over all the way, Rebecca,” he said.
She lay her torso down on the dining room table and he moved behind her. With one hand, he gripped her bottom, caressing it, the last of the marks of the belt having all but faded now. When he pulled one cheek open, she clenched, groaning, and began to straighten.
“Stay down,” he said.
She searched his face, her feelings wavering between worry and sheer embarrassment. “Bend over the table now unless you’d like me to spank you first.”
She shook her head and bent back over.
“That’s it,” he said. “Good girl. Now pick up the lubricant and spread it over the plug, Rebecca.”
He watched her do as he said, his cock hard at the sight of her bent as she was, exposed, her bottom bared to him.
“That’s enough,” he swallowed, his voice betraying his arousal. “Give it to me, Rebecca,” he said.
She handed it back without looking at him.
“Now reach back and spread your bottom cheeks open for me.”
“No!”
The moment she said it, his hand came down hard on one cheek.
“Ow!” she called out, covering the spot.
“Reach back and open,” he commanded.
She gave him the briefest look
“What if we don’t?” she asked.
Sawyer watched her. She’d been growing more and more nervous all day. “Rebecca, it’s important that you stay calm during our meeting today,” he said. “We need to focus on the case and figure out what the DA is planning. With Shannon being who she is, we’ve got an even bigger hill to climb.”
She nodded, but her gaze danced around and she picked at her fingernails.
“Rebecca,” he said. “Look at me.”
She did, but barely.
“Do you remember what happened the last time you weren’t able to contain your emotions?” he asked.
She nodded. “I got spanked.”
He had her attention from the looks of her. “Go into the dining room, close the curtains, take down your pants and panties and wait for me. I’ll be right down,” he said.
“Why?”
“I’m going to help you keep your calm.”
“I don’t need to be spanked,” she protested.
“I’m not going to spank you. Go close the curtains and wait for me.” He didn’t give her a chance to reply before heading up the stairs to retrieve what he needed. He returned a few moments later to find her waiting nervously for him in the dining room still fully dressed. He set the things he’d brought down on the table and watched her expression, her eyes growing wider, her mouth opening, her throat working as she swallowed.
“What is that for?” she asked.
“It’s to make sure you remember.” He picked up the butt plug and took it out of its package. “I told you to take your pants and panties down. Do it now and bend over the table.”
She took a step backward. “Um… Sawyer, I don’t think that’s necessary.”
“I don’t want to take a chance.”
“How is a butt plug going to help me to keep my calm?”
“It will remind you of what will happen if you cannot. Rebecca, we don’t have much time. I need you to stay focused.” He moved toward her and took her in his arms. She turned her face up to his and he kissed her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally her mouth. One hand traveled down her back and slipped inside her jeans, cupping one bottom cheek. “Remember, I’m responsible for you now. I get to decide what is best for you. Do you remember agreeing to that?”
She looked up at him and nodded, her eyes wide.
“Good girl. It won’t be all bad, I promise. And if you’re good, I’ll reward you,” he said, releasing her.
“Do you have to?”
He nodded. “Go on,” he said. “Take them down, turn around, and bend over.”
She watched him while she unbuttoned her jeans as he twisted the lid off the lubricant. He squeezed some onto his fingers and rubbed them together, then turned to watch her reluctantly take first her jeans, then her panties down to her knees.
“Turn around and bend over all the way, Rebecca,” he said.
She lay her torso down on the dining room table and he moved behind her. With one hand, he gripped her bottom, caressing it, the last of the marks of the belt having all but faded now. When he pulled one cheek open, she clenched, groaning, and began to straighten.
“Stay down,” he said.
She searched his face, her feelings wavering between worry and sheer embarrassment. “Bend over the table now unless you’d like me to spank you first.”
She shook her head and bent back over.
“That’s it,” he said. “Good girl. Now pick up the lubricant and spread it over the plug, Rebecca.”
He watched her do as he said, his cock hard at the sight of her bent as she was, exposed, her bottom bared to him.
“That’s enough,” he swallowed, his voice betraying his arousal. “Give it to me, Rebecca,” he said.
She handed it back without looking at him.
“Now reach back and spread your bottom cheeks open for me.”
“No!”
The moment she said it, his hand came down hard on one cheek.
“Ow!” she called out, covering the spot.
“Reach back and open,” he commanded.
She gave him the briefest look
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