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“My thoughts exactly,” he said, stepping back.
No way would they have aroused her nipples, but on her most tender flesh, they burned.
“Bend over and grab your ankles. I want to inspect your body.”
Knowing better than to argue with a Dom, she followed his instructions.
He moved behind her. “You have one small bruise above your knee. How are your arms?”
“Unblemished.”
“You sound disappointed.”
“I am.”
“You want to show up for work on Monday with a few bruises to remember me by?”
She was glad her hair curtained her face so she couldn’t see him. It emboldened her. “Yes.”
“Since you don’t bruise easily, I’m not as concerned about playing for an extended period of time,” he said.
“As long as you think you are capable of handling me all by yourself, Mr Tomlinson.” She knew she was skating close to the line between teasing and disrespect. Part of her didn’t want to cross it, but the naughty part of her, the one hurt by his actions, urged her to be reckless. As much as she hated to admit it, the fact he’d all but ignored her since their scene at her condo had irritated her. There was no reason he couldn’t have contacted her after work hours.
“I think I’m up for the challenge.” He tugged on her clamps.
Yelping, she released her ankles briefly then, realising what she had done, grabbed them again.
“Do you have something to say, Maggie?”
Was he a mind reader all of a sudden? “No, Sir.”
“You know, little submissive, you can ask for what you want. I was serious the other day when I told you I’d put you in a corner with your nose against the wall for your misbehaviour.”
As it had before, the threat frightened her. She’d never been one for timeouts. Being separated from those she cared about while they went on with their lives was emotionally debilitating. “I… I apologise, Mr Tomlinson.”
“Just so we’re clear, that will be my discipline of choice. I don’t think a punishment spanking would work with you.”
She shivered.
“Maggie?”
“I think it might be more effective than you realise. Anything that has caused your anger would upset me.” She struggled for words. “It’s different.”
“Agreed. But you’d have a mark to remember it, and you might get off on that.”
How well he knew her.
“I will never touch you in anger or until we’ve had the chance to speak. I urge you to talk to me about anything that bothers you. Come to me, Maggie. Trust me. We can work through anything as long as we do it together.”
She was starting to get dizzy from being upside down. Her pussy pulsed from the clamps and, even though they were together, she felt distant.
“Tell me you understand.”
“I do, Mr Tomlinson.”
“Save yourself from my wrath by hiding nothing from me.”
“You’re asking a lot.”
“No more than what I’m willing to give.” He kept her there for another few minutes in silence, likely giving her a chance to reflect on his words, before he relented. “You may stand.”
Once she had done and had placed her hands behind her head, he said, “I’ll repeat myself. Since your comment was out of line, is there anything you need to discuss?”
“I…”
He sat on the couch, glass of wine once again in hand.
“I thought I wanted to pretend we’d never been together. It’s harder than I’d imagined.”
“Even when your mother and the staff have nothing kind to say about me?”
Her blood froze. “Are you angry with me?” If so, why had he invited her here?
“Not at all. I wouldn’t agree to scene with you if I was angry. You deserve only a scene in which the Dom is calm. I’m disappointed. I had hoped the staff would have learnt we’re on the same team.”
Even though the criticism wasn’t aimed at her, it stung, mostly because he made an excellent point. She had defended him, but she should have been doing that from the beginning rather than participating in the gossip. “Is that why you’ve avoided me all week?”
