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I held her chin in my hand, a necessary gesture really, for her bright eyes were locked upon mine, the tears brimming but not yet falling. But still I enjoyed the meaning behind it, the possessiveness, and the way it made females respond. Judging by the steel hardness of her nipples, and the way her breaths came quick and almost frantic now, I suspected she was just the type of female who would respond to a man handling her in a way that was possessive, brusque, proprietary. I didn’t know how it was happening so fast, but she really was beginning to feel like she was mine. All of her.
“Now I want you to listen to me, Lola. Are you listening?”
She nodded slightly. “Yes, I… yes, I am.”
“Good. Here’s what’s going to happen. I’m going to go back and sit down on the couch. Then you’re going to walk over to me, with your arms and your hands just where they are right now. So that those big tits of yours will be nicely on display as you walk toward me. They please me, and I like looking at them. You’ll show them to me in just the way that I command you. Do you understand?”
“Oh, my God…” She swallowed, hard, her pretty little throat working. “Yes.”
“Then when you walk over to me, and display those big breasts for me to look at and enjoy, you’re going to lie over my lap. You’re going to do it very carefully and respectfully. You’re not to say a single word. Unless I ask you a direct question, I want you as silent as a mouse. Got me?”
She shuddered then, her nostrils flaring. But then she met my eyes again and nodded. “Yes…”
“Yes,sir,” I prompted her, giving her a half smile. “I think we’re at that point now. You’ll call me sir, or Mr. Winters. When we’re in public, it’ll be the latter, but when it’s just you and me here? It’s to be sir. Nod if you agree.”
I grinned at the quickness with which she acquiesced. It betrayed a slight eagerness, and it was something I relished very much. I did not want to get ahead of myself, but it had been a very long time indeed since I’d come across a female as interesting and promising as this young woman named Lola Grant was proving to be.
“Once I have you over my lap where you belong, I want you to be very still. Be as still as you possibly can. Then, when I’m ready, I’m going to spank your bare bottom.”
She tensed, her breath seeming to catch in her throat.
But I kept going. “I’m not going to lie to you, Lola. I intend to spank you very hard. It’s going to hurt. If I’ve done my job right, you’re going to be crying before it’s over with. And there’s nothing you can do about that, unless you decide that you can’t see this hour through. Do you understand what I’m saying to you?”
Her pretty face suddenly went very pale, and if anything my cock ached even more at the sight of her discomfiture. I longed to know what was going through her mind at that moment, to know whether or not she was frightened, or intrigued, or maybe all of the above.
The scent of her cunt was now quite strong, and I took that as a good sign as well. That this was getting through to her on a level that only women of a certain type would ever display. She had a submissive, yielding quality to her spirit. I was gratified that my initial assessment of her appeared to be correct. But much could still go wrong, and giving her a harsh, painful spanking at this point would do much to clarify things—both in my mind and hers.
What happened over the next few minutes would likely determine whether or not there was any future between me and Lola Grant.
“Mr. Winters… sir, I can’t. I can’t do this.”
I steeled myself against the tightening in my chest at those words. But still I pushed her. Reluctance, even a little fear at what was to come, was understandable. But even with that I still needed to be sure she was the right type of woman for what I had in mind.
“If you truly can’t, then all you have to do is say that you want me to take you home right now. There’s nothing wrong if that’s what you decide. But I think I know something about you already, Lola, and I think you know it too. But you’re afraid of it. I’ve opened the door, and shown you what could be. Only you can take a step through that door though. I can’t do it for you. Iwon’tdo it for you. So, if this really is something you don’t want, then I’ll stop. I’ll take you home right now. But you need to understand that if I do that, it’s the last time you’ll ever see me.”
“Sir… I don’t know what I’m doing here. Why do you have to… spank me? Can’t we just talk?”
“The time for talking is done tonight. Now, it’s time for me to show you what you have to look forward to, if you decide to take this job. I’m a big believer in starting as I intend to go. I don’t want you under any misapprehensions about what it is I’m about. You’re a beautiful, sexual woman. Your body was made to be used and enjoyed and owned by a man. And as long as you’re in my employ, then I intend to do what I will with you. But it’s up to you to decide if you’re going to take that chance. It’s up to you to be brave enough to take that journey, to be led by a man who knowshowto lead you. With a man who knows how to treat you. I’m a man who understands what it is you truly need, even if you don’t know how to say it yourself.”
A single tear tracked down her face then, the sight unspeakably poignant, a singular vision I knew I’d remember for the rest of my days, no matter how tonight ultimately ended. Some moments stay with us, indelible, forever.
The sight of that single glistening tear upon her blushing lovely cheek was one of those moments.
I wanted to touch it, to gather it upon my fingertip. Perhaps I might lick it from my skin. Perhaps I might make her taste the salty evidence of her surrender.
“I… okay. Just… I’m scared.”
I touched her cheek, swiping that tear away with my thumb. “It’s okay to be scared. New things are scary. Learning how you truly are is scary. But I won’t hurt you. Not more than you can take. So, what will it be? Are you ready for me to take you home?”
She didn’t move for almost an entire minute, staring up at me. I said nothing, letting her choose, letting the weight of the moment sink in. I desperately wanted to tell her what to do, to simply order her to do as she was told. But it was not yet my place, no matter how right it already sounded. If she had the courage, I knew I would show her it was the best decision she’d ever made. No matter how much it might hurt.
Then, shockingly, she gave me a shy little smile. It warmed my cold black heart, if only for an instant. But it was just enough to break the tension of the moment.
“I’ll do it, sir.”
“I’m so very glad to hear that, Lola.” Then I stepped back from her, and strolled back over to my spot, taking my seat once more, waiting.
It was still quite possible, even now, that she might falter, that her courage could desert her at that most critical of moments. I very much hoped she didn’t though. Just as I had instructed, she kept her hands locked behind her head, and just as I hoped, her generous, heavy breasts bounced and swayed as she walked over to me. She really was a stunning specimen of feminine beauty.
