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Reggie leaned back in his chair and eyed me carefully. “So I just spank your bottom, rather ruthlessly I assume, and send you back to Will, and all’s well?”

“No, I doubt it’ll be that easy. I have to prove something to him. And I imagine in the process of all this, I need to find a way to bring him back into the picture, where he really belongs.”

“Quite a favor you’re asking.”

“I know that.”

“So why would I want to do it? What’s in it for me?” His smirk was deliciously devious, as if he already knew the answer and just had to watch me squirm while I spelled it out for him.

“It would be your revenge,” I said. “I left haughty and disdainful of your inadequacy, I return humbled. You can gloat over my inadequacies this time.”

Reggie smiled, though not at all nastily. That would certainly come later. “You do need to be punished,” he said.

“Yes.”

“Like the spoiled little bitch princess that you are, is that right?”

“Yes, sir.”

“If I do this, you know I won’t be easy on you?”

“I understand that.”

“You’ll have to curb that nasty tongue of yours and submit. You think you can do that? It would appear you’ve had three years practicing how to rip off a man’s balls.”

“Reggie, you’re being cruel.”

“I’m being honest.”

“I’ll do whatever I need to do, Reggie, I’m desperate.”

“I hope the end result will be worth your trouble, Alex. Will may not care what you do. And you know damned well I’ll demand things of you you’ll find hard to endure.”

“I wouldn’t expect less. If this is going to work at all, if this is penance I’m paying, Will would demand something very thorough.”

Reggie nodded. “So will you tell him?” Reggie asked.

“I suppose you should. He doesn’t even want to talk to me.”

“Chicken’s way out,” he mused.

“So will you do this for me?” I asked directly.

He pursed his lips, tapped his fingers together while I waited for an answer. “Perhaps,” was all he said.

I hated the way he was making me sweat.

“You can tell me no more than that?” I asked.

“Maybe I need to test you, see how sincere you are.” He delighted in stringing me along. I’m sure there were some very nasty thoughts galloping through his brain. I had a feeling I’d feel the effects very shortly.

Reggie stood up and walked around to the front of his desk, and leaned back against it, looking directly at me with a stare I remember well. Held transfixed by his stunning manner, I sat there wondering what he was thinking. With his arms crossed in front of him, I know he was considering the next move.

“Alexandra, there’s a leather paddle in the cabinet against that far wall,” he nodded to the enormous credenza behind me. “Go get it.”

I felt awkward getting up, the way he just stared at me. I managed to make it to the cabinet, finding inside the paddle he wanted hanging conveniently on a hook. It had been a long time since leather had connected with my posterior, and feeling the implement was a perfectly delicious experience. I imagined that this paddle would hurt like hell, though I’d never had anything quite like this applied to my backside. Reggie’s punishments in the past had always been of a different nature, applied with an inventive twist, no two alike. What I was asking for, and what I was apparently getting would be more common and ritualized, like the punishment I’d experienced over Keith’s lap. At least that’s what I thought.

Handing the paddle to Reggie when I returned, I watched intently the way he held it, the way his hand grasped the heavy leather handle. He had remarkably handsome, powerful looking hands, with just a trace of blond hair on the surface. The picture I saw in front of me was severe; the image of his hand and that leather together would make an indelible imprint on my mind that would last long after this moment.

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