“Can I add my two cents on both matters?” I held up two fingers.
“This isn’t exactly a democracy, Kylie. But yes, I want to hear your opinion.”
I opened my mouth.
“After your spanking,” he interrupted.
My mouth fell into a pout.
“And some corner time. Maybe with a hot bottom, it won’t be so pleasant.” As promised, he kissed the pout off my mouth. “Ask me for your punishment?”
The lump in my stomach returned and did several flips. “Sir, please, can I have my punishment?” I didn’t recognize my voice or the emotions swirling in my head. Tears pooled in my eyes.
“What are you being punished for, Kylie?” His voice, on the other hand, was strong and stern and, surprisingly, a comfort.
“I was naughty and broke the rules.”
“What rules?”
Geez, this part was torture. Compared to the inquisition, the spanking would be a breeze. But what rules had I broken, really?
“I don’t know.”
He pulled back and tilted his head.
“Well, specifically.” I pulled my hands out of his and placed them behind my back. “I’m not sure.”
“Well, you were told to keep Rayna and Tinley safe.”
Before I could defend myself, he spoke.
“You pulled them into an unsecured and unauthorized bathroom. You misled them about your true intentions. You lied to all of us about your reasons for being here, and you made assumptions about all of us.”
The more he spoke, the more my heart broke.
“You broke the number one rule in research and analysis. Instead of letting the work lead you to a conclusion, you decided on the conclusion and tailored evidence to support it.”
“I’m sorry.” He was right. I had already determined they were guilty and worked backwards.
“I know, little girl.” He placed his hands on my hips. “Thank you for saying so. Now over my knee you go.”
CHAPTER 24
PATRICK
Idreamed of having her over my knee since we met. There were times during those early task force briefing when she should have stood up for herself and been more assertive. She was smart and inquisitive. Her research skills were imaginative and creative, but she conceded her points too quickly and allowed her superiors to present ideas that were clearly hers.
“I will give you a spanking on a bare bottom.” I flipped her dress up and exposed her cute bottom covered in black cotton panties with emerald green lace. “Are you okay with that, Kylie?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl.” I ran my hand over her firm ass a few times, warming it up before exposing her further. She shivered as my fingers brushed her sit spots.
“I don’t believe we finished our safe word conversation.” She squirmed in my lap. I ran one finger just below the lace trim, and she stilled. “What’s your safe word?”
She didn’t speak right away. I gave her a minute. “Kyl?—”
“Red, sir.”
