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“All right, naughty girl. Keep it moving. You earned this punishment so there’ll be no stalling.”
When she remained frozen, Derek, unaware of her internal struggle, grasped her hips and propelled her forward.
At least the club was still dark. This punishment was going to be hard enough to get through without having a hoard of witnesses watching, getting turned on by her tears and screams.
Rachel was already there. Like the good little submissive she was, she was already naked and properly positioned, bent over the padded spanking bench with her arms and legs spread to the corners of the device, leaving her ass and the back of her legs completely vulnerable to her punishers. Rachel looked up at the sound of them approaching. Her glance immediately sought out her husband’s as tears flooded her beautiful eyes, quickly spilling over and down her cheeks.
Derek grabbed Brianna’s upper arm, pulling her to a stop. “Wait here. I need to speak with my wife privately.”
Bri didn’t miss the disappointment in his voice and when she sneaked a quick peek up at his face, she found a strange mix of anger and concern. She certainly didn’t know Derek well, but it was easy to see he was not happy his sub had contributed to this day’s craziness.
Brianna tried to look away to give them some degree of privacy, but since she was only about six feet from where Rachel was awaiting her doom, there was not much privacy to be had. She turned to the side, taking her eyes off them completely, but short of putting her hands over her ears, she couldn’t help but hear their exchange.
Derek’s voice was stiff and controlled as he addressed his wife. “Stand up, little girl.”
Bri could hear Rachel lifting off the spanking bench and she could only guess she was avoiding her husband’s gaze because his next instructions were impatient.
“Look at me right now, Rachel Lynn.”
“I’m so sorry, Daddy. I really am.” Bri detected the quaver in her voice.
“I just bet you are now that you were caught red-handed. Were my instructions unclear?”
Brianna could tell Derek was trying to keep their conversation private because he was speaking more softly than she had thought possible for him. Still, they were close enough that she could hear every word.
“No, Sir.”
“So, you just blatantly defied me because you were in the mood to have your ass lit up?”
Bri could hear Rachel crying. “No, Sir. I really didn’t plan to disobey. I accidentally dropped a coffee mug in the kitchen, and it woke her up. She was calling out for Master Lukus. I know I should’ve just ignored her calling, but I thought maybe something was wrong, so I was peeking in, just to check on her, and she saw me.”
“Enough. You know I don’t put up with excuses. The instructions were clear. You defied them. I told you there were very good reasons Lukus didn’t want you talking to her.”
“I know, Sir, but I promise. I didn’t say anything about Master Markus other than what she already knew.”
“And just what exactly was that?”
“She already knew that Master Markus came here with Georgie.” Brianna could hear the panic in Rachel’s voice.
“Rachel Lynn Parker, you aren’t going to sit on that beautiful little ass of yours for a week if I find out you told her anything about Master Markus and Georgie—and you know exactly what I mean.”
Their voices were getting even softer and Brianna had to really strain now to hear the next part of the conversation, but considering they were talking aboutherhusband, she didn’t feel the least bit guilty.
“I swear to you, Daddy. I didn’t tell her anything about what happened the last night Master Markus was here with his ex-wife.”
“You’d better not. That’s not our secret to tell. Markus is gonna have to come clean on that one on his own. You just keep your pretty little nose out of it, do you hear me young lady?”
“Yes, Sir. I promise.”
Oh, my God! What secret are they talking about? It has to be something serious to have Derek that concerned about it coming out.
Bri didn’t have nearly long enough to evaluate the possibilities before she was surprised by the next question Derek directed to his wife. “How are you feeling? Are you okay or do we need to do this later?” That seemed like a strangely gentle question for the hard-ass Dom to ask his naughty sub as she was about to be punished.
“No, Sir. I’m just getting a bit tired, but I’m feeling okay today.”
“Well, remember what we discussed, little girl. I want you to safeword immediately if you want us to stop. There’ll be no getting out of your punishment completely, but we can break it up into several sessions if we need to. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir.”
