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There was an incredible silence inside the limo. I could hear the sounds of the street, honking horns, the swish of traffic, while I felt the sensuous rumbling of the limousine as we continued this bizarre journey.

Bringing me back to reality, I looked up to see Reggie moving in his seat, replacing the collapsible cane in his coat pocket. Absurdly, I wondered if he always carried it around just in case there was some naughty behind to discipline—“you never know”. It was almost laughable, except that I was still on the floor, still waiting for another command. Finally, I pulled myself to my knees and sat back on my heels humbly before him.

He reached down and put his hand to my chin, and lifted it.

“So now, how does it feel?”

“Warm, very warm,” I managed to say through my yet descending tears.

“And you’re aroused?”

“Yes.” I couldn’t deny it. The afterglow always had that effect, making punishment such a crafty tool of a dominant man. Why it does this is still a minor mystery to me—minor only because I don’t bother much to question it anymore.

“You remember then why you do this,” he said.

The erotic desire was

pounding through me. I wanted release. Not with Reggie, I wanted Will; I wanted his comforting arms around me, I’d even take him being dominant with me now. Strange that I felt this way, when I had expended so much energy trying to keep Will and this kind of submission separate.

I knew Reggie would leave me longing. Oh, I could easily have given myself to him; but I knew that wouldn’t happen. Reggie always found it easy to separate sex and punishment, even though I never could.

He still held my chin as if I were a child. My bared bottom was still resting on my legs, as I felt its warmth make me sexually ravenous.

“So, Alexandra. I’ll find you when I want you next, readily available?”

“Yes sir.”

“And, I hope, a little more compliant.” He raised his eyebrows in judgment of the fit I’d thrown.

“I’ll do my best.”

“I hope so.”

The limo stopped. Either it was miraculous timing, or Reggie had this prearranged, so that we would stop at this very instant. It was the sudden end of this session.

“We’re at the corner across from my office. I trust you can make your way to your car from here?”

“Yes, certainly,” I replied.

“I had just enough time to pull down my skirt before the driver opened the door. I was still at Reggie’s feet, and blushed to have this stranger see me like this, though he’d likely seen even more through the revealing rear view mirror.

“Hope you enjoyed your lunch,” Reggie said.

I smiled softly as I was helped from the car.

It was a shock standing on the city street with cars whizzing by. In one world, suddenly jerked into another, I was too flustered to move for some time. I watched as Reggie’s limo drove off. For an instant, I thought I must be standing there bare ass to the world; though reaching around, I found my dress exactly where it belonged, covering my well punished bottom.

I was a little wobbly as I walked toward the parking garage. Automatically I pulled my dress up as I climbed into the seat of my car, so I could rest my warm red rear on the leather. Relishing the heavenly feeling, I caught myself wondering when I’d see him next.

But I was just slightly worried that once again I’d placed too much emphasis on my ruthless dominant, and not enough on the purpose of my submission.

Chapter Four

“Are you ready?”

I looked at Reggie standing in the doorway of my apartment, looking fresh as the new day, neat as a pin in his crisp blue shirt and blue jeans. For the occasion he also wore his charming genteel grin, the dangerous one that more than once tricked me into thinking the man had some degree of real affection for me.

“Ready? For what?”

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