Page 31 of Taught to Serve


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Since Rob had revealed his past life, his relationship with Casey entered a new stage. No longer sequestered in his house, they went out with increasing frequency to restaurants, the cinema, and the theatre. They explored the nearby countryside in hiking boots and rucksacks, had picnics in ruined castles, and took strolls hand in hand in the local parks. They even came upon the park bench where they had first met and took the opportunity to sit there again. This time, they sat close to each other and joked about her former predicament of being made unemployed.

It set a train of thoughts going in Rob’s head. A future was being painted in his mind, and he knew one important issue had to be resolved. The conversation began innocuously after a meal. He invited her to sit in a chair next to him in the sitting room. She seemed to sense something in the air and appeared pensive.

“When was the last time I spanked you?” he asked. “By that, I mean, when did I last discipline you?”

Casey thought hard. “Oh gosh, some three weeks ago. It was mild compared with previous misadventures.”

“Yes.” Rob recollected she had forgot to send a parcel. She had rectified the error the next day after he had taken her over his lap and administered a brisk spanking. Such moments had become increasingly infrequent. For the most part, Casey maintained a good level of focus, and the days of her inattentiveness were long gone.

“I want to take you out soon and celebrate the first time, our anniversary,” he said.

“The first kiss?” she asked, bemused.

“No, my sweet, the first spanking.”

“Oh, was it a year ago?”

“We’re moving on, Casey,” said Rob carefully. “You have changed, improved, and become a very effective administrator.”

Casey visibly beamed at his words.

“However,” he tempered, “I don’t wish you to be my personal assistant any longer.”

Her basking glow was extinguished and replaced by the pale colour of alarm. “Don’t want me anymore!”

“Relax, I don’t want you to be confused about your role in my life. You are my girl, my lover and companion. I don’t want to employ you.”

“How will you manage?” she asked. “I mean, if not me, who will help you?”

“I’m sure I will manage,” he reassured. “You will be here, you can help with the occasional task, but I’m ending our employment contract.” He emphasised the last two words.

“Just that?”

“Of course,” he said with a smile. “Why would you think otherwise?”

“So the other agreement, our other contract, remains?”

“Most definitely. You do wish that?” he asked.

Casey nodded vigorously. “What will I do?” she said, flustered.

“You should seek a new job,” said Rob, leaning back in his chair. “You’re a social creature, and being cooped up within these walls is not good for you. Since you have been my assistant, your administrative skills have improved, you stay focused, are courteous, well-prepared, and polished in your attitude.”

Casey glowed again at his accolades. “What job though? Not retail,” she said hastily.

“No,” laughed Rob. “Perhaps you could work in the back office of a large department store. You know the front of shop trade. Take responsibilities. Manage people, or work in procurement.”

He could see her mind racing with possibilities, and her eyes darted about the room as she visualised them.

“Yes, I could, couldn’t I?” It was a rhetorical question; they both knew her capabilities had vastly improved over the last year. “Will you still spank me?”

“Come here,” he summoned her over to sit on his lap. “Not as your employer. During the day you won’t be here, will you? However, I think that now and again you will probably make some minor error, and then I would probably take you over my knee. Just to remind you.”

She rested her head on his shoulder and snuggled against him. “In the bedroom?”

“I see no reason why anything should change in the bedroom,” he said and felt her sink deep against him.

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