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Utah went upstairs and slipped out of the dress she was wearing, hanging it back on the hanger before losing her bra and panties, too.
As she stood nude in the closet, she pondered what she should do next. He hadn’t given her any more direction other than “be naked and waiting” when he got home.
Should she lie on the bed? Kneel on the floor? Greet him at the door with dinner already prepared while she wore nothing but an apron? Be draped over the couch, spread-eagle?
What position would best convey, “I recognize I screwed up and I’m really, really sorry—please don’t spank me too hard?”
When he’d asked if she wanted to be put over his knee, she thought being spanked might actually help alleviate some of the guilt she was feeling about her insolence and jumping to conclusions.
Now that she was naked and waiting for him to come home, she wasn’t so sure.
He’d never really hurt me, right?
He’d spanked her when he’d fucked her doggy-style, but this was different. This was beyond submission, it felt like total surrender.
Can I do that?
“Honeybee, are you in here?” she heard his voice call from the bedroom.
I guess I’m about to find out.
****
Liam
“In here,” her sweet voice called. He wasn’t sure, but there might have been a quiver to it.
He walked to the closet, then leaned against the doorjamb with a thud. There was his little honeybee, naked and on her knees with her hands in front of her like the sweet submissive he knew she could be.
“Well, hello.”
“You told me to be naked and waiting for you, Sir,” she said softly.
He pushed off the door and ventured inside the walk-in closet that was bigger than his first apartment.
“See? You know how to be a good girl—when you want to be.”
When you want to be was the key.
Just like an animal from the wild could never be truly tamed, he knew Utah would never give him her total submission; she was far too spirited. One of the many things he loved about her.
“Yes, Sir.”
While spanking wasn’t his kink, he’d recognized when she brought it up that it might be just what she needed to feel forgiven. Her defiance hadn’t been from her usual sassy center, it’d come from a place of hurt and anger. Orgasm denial as a punishment wasn’t going to cut it.
He touched her chin when he approached her, and she looked up at him with those big brown eyes that were going to be his undoing.
Reaching behind her neck, he took off her collar and slid it into his pants pocket.
“You have to earn the right to wear this again.”
Tears filled her eyes, and he almost relented right then. But he knew she needed him to be her Dom.
“Are you ready for your spanking, baby?”
He could see her throat move as she swallowed hard, but she nodded and whispered, “Even though it scares me, I trust you, Sir.”
Hearing her say she trusted him made his chest swell. But he didn’t want her trust to be ill-founded.
