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"You loved him?"
"Maybe," she muttered. "I'm not sure."
"You know what they say," I went on. "If you aren't sure, you haven't been in love."
"Oh, I have," she went on in a soft whisper.
"Oh?" I repeated before my eyes flashed with understanding. "Oh, I see."
She didn't respond save for the flush of her cheeks as she continued with her dinner.
We didn't speak up again until we were done with our meal. Then, I escorted Amicia from her seat and told her we'd take a quick walk around town to see some Christmas decorations before returning home.
She delighted in seeing the lit-up trees all over Notting Hill, and we were having a wonderful time, our squabble from lunch forgotten, though her punishment was still on my mind. We were walking down an alley when a shadow approached. I spotted him right away, with his hood over his eyes and his hands tucked into his pockets. It barely came as a surprise when he stopped in front of us, aiming a blade at us with shaky hands.
"Money. Jewelry. Now."
Amicia gasped, and I pushed her behind me. "Do you know who you're dealing with here?"
"Don't give a flyin' fuck," the figure snarled. He wasn't older than eighteen, still a boy. I could take him down easily. "Money. Jewels. I said fuckin' now!"
I took a step forward, sliding his hood off and exposing a young, terrified face. He glared at me, swishing the knife in my direction before he realized who I was.
"Mr... Mr. Kline," he huffed. "I'm so sorry, I had n-no idea..."
"I can see that, yes," I hissed at him. "Report to your superior, kid. You shouldn't be working in this corner."
"Y-Yes, Sir," he managed, so afraid he tumbled over his own feet to get away. He took off running, and I sighed deeply, rubbing my eyes.
"What on earth just happened?" Amicia spoke up from behind me. "Are you okay, Sir? Did y-you know h-him?"
"Well," I started with a heavy sigh. "He knew me, and that's all you need to know right now, Kitty. Come on, it's time we went back home."
Her brows knitted together in confusion, but she didn't argue, allowing me to link our arms and pull her toward the limousine waiting a few blocks down.
I needed Kai back in town. Business was going to hell without him present, and now a street urchin had nearly harmed my Kitty. Everything was messed up.
Amicia seemed to sense my mood and remained quiet until we arrived back at home. I took her upstairs, my mind now firmly on her punishment. She hadn't forgotten about it either.
"Would you like me to prepare for..." she started, swallowing thickly. "For the punishment? Meet you in the... room later?"
"No," I said firmly. "Come with me now."
She followed meekly behind as I took her to the room. I dimmed the lights and ordered her to strip. She started moving her body, removing her clothes rhythmically, but I stopped her in her tracks.
"No, not like that," I said firmly. "Be quick and efficient. I want all your clothes off. Now."
She nodded, all the color draining from her face. It truly made me wonder how she'd been treated before me. I wasn't going to harm her the way she thought. I wasn't a vicious man. I wouldn't have wanted to see my marks on her for longer than a few days.
"Get up on this." I pointed to the spanking bench, and she paled, getting in position. She lay on her front, her feet on the floor and her ass exposed. "I'm going to spank you. Twenty hits. I don't want a word out of you except for 'thank you, Sir', and the numbers as you count down. Understood?"
"Yes, Sir," she whispered as I got into position behind her. "Thank you, Sir."
I got ready to start, and she shivered on the bench beneath me. I reached down to turn on the bench then, and my plaything gasped in surprise as the vibrations started kicking in.
"No coming," I told her. "No matter how good it feels. Understood?"
"Yes, S-S-Sir," she stuttered, bracing herself against the leather of the bench as the vibrations massaged her needy pussy.
I hit her for the first time, the slap reverberating through her body. "Count," I reminded her.
"Twenty."
She was trembling, but as she began counting down, those shivers turned from terrified shakiness to needy trembles that told me just how turned on she was.
I wasn't much better off. Every time my palm landed against her ass, I felt my cock painfully throb in my slacks, eager to be buried inside her. We were on day twelve and I still hadn't fucked her. Halfway done, and my cock hadn't even felt her sweet cunt yet. I wasn't sure why I was prolonging the inevitable, but it only made the prospect of her needy pussy sweeter.
