“The thing is, I want to hurt you sometimes.”
She doesn’t flinch, but her body goes stiffer than it was.
“Not a lot. But I’ve been dreaming of spanking you, making you squeal when I pinch and bite your nipples, maybe make you cry while I fuck your face and you choke on my cock.”
Her body language is unreadable. I’ve fucked up. I know it. I should never have told her. I should’ve just kept this to myself and loved her from afar. Fuck.
“If you want out now, Janie, I’ll let you go. No questions, no begging.”
It’ll kill me to do it, but in the end, I want her to be happy. No matter what. Up until now, I’ve been selfish by hanging around after our break-up. It ends after this. I’ll let her go and I’ll leave her alone.
“So you want to spank me?” she asks. “Like, right now?”
She has to feel the giant boner pressing into her ass.
Gone are the days when I softened my desires out of fear of scaring her away. “I want to spank you so hard you have red marks into next week. And then I want to get behind you and fuck you so hard you scream in pain and pleasure.”
She gets off my lap so fast, I fear she’s going to bolt.
Instead, she gestures toward the spanking bench. “So, do you want me on that?”
Surprise renders me speechless. I thought she would balk. But my girl is more adventurous than I’d thought.
“No.” I let a wolfish smile grow on my face. “I want you right here on my lap so I can feel you flinch every time my hand comes down on your sweet little ass.”
All this time watching other couples and groups play at this club. All this time learning from other Doms, asking questions and watching how they work.
Finally, I get my turn.
I gesture at Janie’s dress. “You might want to take that off, sweetheart.”
She sends her gaze toward the hallway.
“If anyone’s watching,” I say, “it’s because you’re hot and they like our scene. There’s no shame in this club. Anyone who isn’t into something, they walk past. Understood?”
“Yeah.” Her hands go to the hem of her skirt.
“Wait.” I grab her wrist. “We need a safe word. You know what that is?”
She narrows her eyes at me. “I’m not that innocent. I say the word, and the action stops. Right?”
“Right. The club safe word is red, but you can pick whatever you want.”
“Red is fine.”
Hand still on her wrist, I tug her toward me until she stands between my knees. “More importantly, sweetheart, I don’t want you to do anything you don’t like. Don’t suffer through a scene you hate just because you want to please me. We can find other things we both like. Understand?”
She nods, her light brown eyes serious. “I understand.”
“Good.” I pat my lap. “Get up here and accept your spanking, Janie. You’ve been very naughty.”
Another idea sparks in my head. I kiss her cheek before she can get into place. “And if you want to call me Daddy, sweetheart, I certainly won’t mind.”
7
JANIE
“Daddy?” A swirling, warm feeling spreads throughout my lower belly.
