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Chapter 3
Keri
“You lied to me, didn’t you, little girl?” he asked, and I could have sworn that every molecule of oxygen rushed out of my lungs at the same instant. My mouth went dry and I hummed quietly with nervous energy. I glanced at his corded biceps and chewed at my lower lip, trying to figure out what he wanted me to do.
He hadn’t used my name that time. He’d called me a little girl and I wasn’t sure if I froze because of that, or the change in his tone of voice, or that the entire situation was finally coming to a head whether I wanted it to or not. I was so out of my element. He knew what he was doing, and I didn’t.
“Yes,” I breathed. I didn’t know what else to say.
“What should happen to a little girl who lies to such a powerful man?”
I wasn’t brave enough to answer so I looked anywhere but him. Eventually, I settled my gaze on the floor because it felt safe. I studied the swirling design of the carpet and tried to control the frantic beat of my heart from pounding out of my chest. I hoped that he wouldn’t be able to see how utterly lost I was in his presence right now.
“I think you know how that ought to be dealt with, don’t you?” he pressed carefully. I couldn’t even look at him as he said the words because I was so incredibly embarrassed at where I thought this might be going.
“I do know how it ought to be dealt with,” I whispered without even thinking. After I said the words, I pressed my lips together, both mortified and terrified that I’d said anything at all. I wished I could roll back time and take them back, but I couldn’t.
I glanced up at him, trying to figure out what he was up to. Maybe he liked the concept of role play and this was his way at initiating it. Was this the cost of his help in dealing with my father and taking care of the dissolution of my wedding? Did he want me to play along? Did I want to?
This was all pretend. It had to be. It couldn’t be real.
My mouth was dry as I tried to handle the mental gymnastics that ricocheted through me at this unexpected turn of events. His demeanor had most certainly changed from something of a rich man who couldn’t be bothered to have a conversation with me to more of a powerful aura that screamed of taking control. His effect over me was so formidable and I hated to admit that I didn’t stand a chance against it.
At first I’d been unsure of his intentions, but when he’d rolled his sleeves up right in front of me I knew what he had planned for me. I’d been naughty and he wanted to spank me. He wanted to pull me over his knee and spank me.
A shiver rushed down my spine. My mouth felt dryer than ever.
This wasn’t real.
I was about to be spanked for the first time in my life.
To be honest, I kind of wanted to find out what it was like. Whenever I’d come across a scene that involved discipline like that in a book, I’d read it multiple times and I’d even bookmarked a few of my favorites. I’d even watched a number of spankings happen in the movies and on television and thought it was exceptionally hot to watch a man take control like that.
It was in those moments that I identified my first initial feelings of arousal. Reading and watching those things made me wet and needy. I’d had my first orgasm using my fingers between my thighs thinking about the way Jamie Fraser had taken off his belt, folded it in half, and used it to redden Claire’s naughty backside in Outlander. Most of it had happened in the bedroom and I chewed on my lower lip as I tried to process my feelings as quickly as I could.
But this…
This was different. This felt real even though I was pretty sure that it was simply a role play.
Truthfully, I didn’t know what it was, but it felt like something significant.
I couldn’t shake the apprehension that boiled through me as I stared back at him. In my reading, I knew that a spanking could hurt, and in some instances, it could be incredibly painful. That part scared me.
I didn’t want it to hurt, and right now I didn’t know if he was toying with me or if he truly meant to punish me for lying to him.
My pussy throbbed with need. I’d never done anything like this. I was untouched. A virgin. The only hands that had touched my naked body were my own.
For some reason, I wanted him to be the first. I wanted him to spank me. I wanted to find out what came after that.
I opened my mouth, but no words came. Had he asked me a question? Was I supposed to answer? I was so nervous that I’d lost the ability to speak at all.
“Tell me, little girl. What needs to happen to a naughty girl who tells such a big lie?” he asked gently, and as I listened to the words fall off his lips I felt myself spiraling more and more out of control. Was this real? It felt so real.
Why was he so good at this?
Maybe he was just exceptionally experienced. I knew he liked to be a sugar daddy with the girls he dated after all. I knew he liked to spank them, so maybe he had a lot of practice in making this feel more real than it should. I was just another girl to add to his roster. That had to be it. I wasn’t anything special to him.
This wasn’t real…
