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They wanted to play games? I had games to play.
“Oh, Timmy!” I called as I approached the gatehouse. I wasn’t near enough to the gate to get anyone’s attention, apparently, so I went about it a different way.
I set all my projectiles on the ground and, one by one, threw them at the side of the house. First the pillow—I aimed right for the window, knowing the cushion wouldn’t break it, but it did make a nice thud.
Then came the mug, which shattered against the stone.
Still, no one came out.
Maybe they needed convincing.
I hurled one of the potted plants directly at the locking mechanism on the gate. I didn’t really expect anything to happen, but it still felt good.
“What’s wrong?” I called out. “No one wants to come talk to me now? Tell me to get away from the gate? What pussies does Sebastian have working here?”
“The kind who obey orders.”
I was so busy smashing things I hadn’t heard Sebastian behind me.
I spun around with the last potted plant hoisted above my head.
“What the fuck are you doing?” he growled.
“Trying to get their attention,” I answered.
“Well, you’ve got mine instead. Put the pot down, Princess.”
I thought about it, then decided. “No.” I shook my head.
Sebastian’s eyebrows shot upward. “No?”
“No.”
“Then what are you going to do with it? You can’t stand there holding it over your head all day. And if you throw it at me, Princess, you’re going to pay for it. I played dodge the owl with you yesterday because I understood you were upset. I’m not playing any more. Put it down.”
I shifted it from hand to hand. “Or...what?” Glittering images of shiny handcuffs passed through my mind.
Sebastian tilted his head, then stroked his goatee as he studied me. “I’ve always thought a good spanking would do you well. Put the pot down, Princess.”
A spanking? Like a good one or a real one? I couldn’t tell what his intentions were. I dropped the pot on the ground at his feet.
I squealed as he grabbed me around the waist and threw me over his shoulder.
“Put me down!”
“You’re not the only one who can be obstinate. No.”
I wriggled against his back, but that only made him tighten his grip.
“I said, put me down!”
He didn’t answer as he continued to take long strides up the driveway. It was a long walk, especially with a whole other human being dangling from your shoulder.
I’d made things easy enough on him. I didn’t think incredible sex was worth the trade of being bossed around by an arrogant jerk.
I smacked his back. When he didn’t seem to notice, I hit him harder. Getting the leverage I needed to land a good hit was harder than I thought it would be from my upside-down position. I couldn’t see anything except the back of his ass and...
I smacked him again, the back of his thighs, whatever I could reach. His grip on my legs tightened painfully; his fingers digging in.
