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“The rest of my team is guarding the perimeter. We will have the night to ourselves, my pet,” he answered.

My stomach dropped nervously.

“Are you going to punish me now?” I asked, my voice full of apprehension.

“Not yet, little one,” he replied.

“What is going to happen, sir?” I pressed nervously.

“First, I want you to tell me everything that happened,” he commanded.

I did. I told him everything. I didn’t leave anything out.

“Do you remember the names of those that took you?” he asked.

“The man said something about Nick and one of the men that took me called the other Matt, sir,” I answered.

“The Luccheses took you today,” he surmised. “They are one of the five families here in the city.” He named the other three and I finished the last one for him.

“Genovese,” I whispered. “My family.”

“That’s right, little one,” he answered. “I wanted you to learn of this gently and had planned to do it myself with you safe by my side. I’m sorry you had to learn this way.”

I sat back and stared into his eyes. There was nothing but true intentions behind his words.

“You’re mine, kitten, and I protect what’s mine,” he added softly. I couldn’t help myself and I pressed my lips to his. I sat in his lap with my thighs on either side of him, pressing my bare pussy against the fabric of his dark slacks. His fingers threaded along my dress as he pushed the hem up high enough up my waist to expose me completely.

“Sir,” I whimpered.

“Kitten,” he murmured. He kissed me thoroughly, ravaging my lips with his as his hand curled around the back of my head. He captured me in that kiss, and I couldn’t get enough. When he finally released me, he pulled back and stared into my eyes. The way he looked at me made me feel so incredibly guilty that it was almost too much to bear. I wanted to his good girl, his good little kitten.

I wanted him to punish me. I wanted him to take control. I wanted to be put over his knee and spanked like the naughty little girl that I felt I was.

“I’m ready, sir,” I whispered.

“What are you ready for, kitten?” he asked softly.

“Please punish me, sir,” I murmured. He cocked his head to the side.

“This is going to hurt, my sweet kitten, but you know that, don’t you?” he answered carefully.

“Yes, sir,” I whispered, my core clenching hard in nervous arousal.

“Go to my nightstand, kitten, and open my drawer. Inside is a wooden paddle. I want you to bring it to me,” he instructed. My stomach dropped all the way down to my toes. I worried my lower lip with my teeth and climbed out of his lap. Anxiously, I went to the side table and when I first saw the dark cherry implement, I thought it was pretty. It was a little bigger than a hairbrush and when I picked it up, it seemed remarkably light. The wood was firm and as I made my way back to him, my insides fluttered.

He’d punished me before, but this time felt different. As scared as I was for what was about to unfold, I needed this. I needed his forgiveness.

I walked back over to him and held out the paddle with both hands. He took it and placed it on the bed beside him. Then he stood up and grasped the ties around my waist. Slowly, he untied my dress and pushed it down my shoulders, baring my naked body without a word. I shivered as he placed it on the bed.

“I need something else, don’t I, my little kitten?” he asked gently.

“Yes, sir,” I whimpered. My eyes flicked to the side where my ears, bad girl tail, and a small bottle of lubricant were waiting.

“You were a bad little kitten, weren’t you?” he asked.

“Yes, sir,” I whispered, already wanting to cry.

“Which tail are bad little kittens punished with?” he pressed.

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