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“Let’s see if I can find another way to help you with your thought processes.” Then the spanking started in earnest. He didn’t pause, not once. The hairbrush made loud, slapping noises that reverberated around the big bedroom, followed by my gasps and moans.
The entire time, he didn’t say a word.
“Stop. Please! Just for a minute.” I wriggled ferociously but Simon held me firmly as licks of blistering heat spread fast over my broad ass and the top of my thighs.
He pinned me to his lap and spanked me until it felt like the end of time. I slipped into my own private circle of hell and held on tight. My pleas for him to stop descended into incoherent nonsense.
Through it all, I kept going back to the idea of this being our last day together, imagining him taking me back to Vancouver and dropping me at my long-empty apartment. That idea broke my heart and was ten times more painful than the swats that landed on my burning butt. I’d almost destroyed the best thing that ever happened to me, which proved I didn’t deserve it.
The dam wall broke, and for only the second time after months of many spankings, I began to cry. Not in dainty, ladylike whimpers but in heaving sobs. My body went limp, and Simon stopped spanking immediately. He laid the hairbrush down and rubbed my flaming cheeks.
“Come to me, sweet Sadie,” he said. “Let it all out. You’re safe now.” He eased me into a sitting position onto his lap. The oversized wing chair held the two of us comfortably, like a big hug.
As my tears slowed, he rocked me and said, “I’m sorry you’ve been carrying this worry around with you. I’m sorry you’ve been alone with the pain. When I watched you at the party last night, I thought you were the perfect hostess. People smiled when they talked to you.”
“Well, I knew they couldn’t lynch me,” I said quietly. “Not with so many witnesses. Being polite back to me didn’t mean they were genuine. Maybe they felt sorry for me. Maybe they saw you dancing with Maddy and thought she was a more suitable partner for you.”
“Maddy is a gold-digging skank. She likes to show off and dancing is one way she can put on a performance without looking like an exhibitionist.”
“Is that why you took her as a partner?” The image of Simon and Maddy on the dance floor was burned into my brain. Maddy wore a megawatt smile of shining triumph. To be fair, even though they held hands to jive, I could tell that Simon kept his body as far away from her as he could.
He grinned and tipped my face to look up at him. “She held onto me so tight, I couldn’t escape a dance with her without risking her making a scene. Plus, Clyde had handed her to me and I didn’t want to risk insulting two people for the sake of one short dance number.”
Simon rocked me and said in a soothing voice, “Vancouver is a small city, and we’ll run into the McDonalds regularly. If I’d insulted her by refusing a dance, then I would’ve insulted Michael by association. Your mother may be guilty of clumsiness, but no one could say her actions were intentional. That score is even now. Don’t give Maddy another thought. You’re worth a million of her.”
He wiped my face with a clean handkerchief. “Now let’s get back to basics. What is the best thing to do when you have doubts about me or about us as a couple?”
I leaned into him and savored the sense of belonging there. He made my worries vanish and almost tempted me to confess more awkward moments from the night before, but I decided not to make myself look any worse than I already did. I felt the warmth of his sweet, comforting love and enjoyed being led to a safer place. For those short moments, everything in my world was at peace.
I steadied my voice. “Come and talk to you.”
“Why?”
“So, I don’t get spanked.” I giggled, as the anxiety of the moments before slid away.
“That’s one answer. Not your best choice just now. Would you like to try again? Or go over my knee until you can think of something else?” His tone was gentle, without threat. He kissed my collarbone.
“Come to you so we can talk things through?”
“Exactly. Now tell me, who loves you?”
“You do.”
“How long will I love you?”
“I don’t know.” My chest heaved. I didn’t want to start that whole difficult conversation again.
“I will love you until I draw my last breath.” He cradled my head against his chest and leaned back.
As he rubbed my arm and held me close, it was as if we stopped being separate people. He wasn’t challenging me. He just wanted to hear that I believed him. And I really wanted to believe him, so I murmured an apology for my lapse in trust.
“I looked around for a long time before I found you,” he said. “You, and only you, restored my heart to working order. Do you think I will let you get away from me so easily? I love you, Sadie. Can you accept that for now and let tomorrow’s problems, whatever they are, be tomorrow’s problems? How about we face them together when they block our path?”
Sitting in the comfort of his arms, his lips on mine, a sense of safety came over me. It was unlike anything I’d known anywhere else. Only he and his stern discipline made me feel so protected. He hugged me tight and showered my face with small kisses.
I sighed, happy that the balance in our relationship had been restored and wishing he’d make love to me. If I sat there much longer without panties, there would be a wet spot on his trousers that would show him just how muddy the boundaries were between discipline and desire for me.
TAKING FLIGHT
