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“Yes, sir.”
“Good, now strip.”
Monroe stood back with his arms crossed, his legs braced wide in what she had always thought of as the Genie's Stance. Mallory removed each item of clothing with deliberate actions. Once naked, he led her to a love seat in the room. Monroe kissed her gently, interspersing his easy touches with more daring ones slipping along her thighs. When he touched her belly, Mallory tried to suck it in, and he slapped her inner thigh. She hissed and reached to rub it.
“No, naughty girl. No soothing the sting, that’s my job if I think you have earned it.”
“Sorry, sir,” she whispered.
“That’s my sweet girl.” He reached down to rub the sting away. “I don’t want the Mallory you try to hide behind. I want the real you. I like softness in my women. If being soft bothers you, I’m happy to teach you what to do to strengthen your core muscles, but men should feel hard, be hard. Don’t misunderstand me and pull out your feminist card. It’s fine for a woman to be the same muscularly hard if she wants to be, but if she’s okay with being soft, men love that.Ilove that.”
His hand lowered to her muff, and when she stiffened involuntarily, wondering if she had sweated or if her hygiene was up to the standard expected, she felt another sharp slap on her thigh.
“Tsk, tsk. I know when you’re worried about something. Your body tells on you. Mallory, sweetheart, you are gorgeous. Your legs are shapely, your lips are kissable, your skin and hair are soft and fragrant, and you fit perfectly against me. I like a woman that I can hold, a woman that is so luscious she’s exotic. That’s you. And then there is your mind. You’re not some follow the leader kind of girl. You think for yourself, and that is damn sexy. So, whatever you’re worried or overthinking about, stop.”
“Yes, sir.” Mallory tried, but she couldn’t stop nibbling her lip which he gently disengaged from her teeth.
“We’ll figure it out. I think we have just enough time to ensure you’re relaxed when you go home.” He patted his thigh. “Over you go.”
Mallory smiled and nodded, then crawled over his lap. Mallory loved a spanking. It was the go-to activity that the Tops who knew her had gone to when they wanted to make her feel good. For Mallory, bondage and spanking were sure things.
Monroe peppered her bottom with ever-increasing swats covering the whole of her backside, kissing her here and there and interspersing that play with fingering that swept into her channel and teased her clit. More spanks, more rubbing, more clit action. He massaged her tightly ringed back entrance but backed off when she flexed her buttocks hard. Naughty, but it told him plenty about her experience. There would be time to work on all of that but tonight was for introductions. Instead, he zeroed in on her clit.
“Okay, baby, time to fly.”
***
When they called it a night, Mallory tried to refuse Monroe’s offer to walk her to her car. She’d gotten off spectacularly by his hand and had agreed to phone calls, exchanging phone numbers. It surprised and relieved her when he had suggested them because Mallory didn’t know how to broach the subject herself in case she wasn’t what he was looking for as his submissive. Maybe she had been the only one to enjoy the evening.
Self-doubt wormed into her thinking even though self-esteem was never an issue for her normally. Monroe must have sensed that about her. And she wasn’t helpless. She walked to her car in the dark after work all the time.
“Mallory, I have to know you’re going to be safe. I’m walking you to your car.”
She heard his determination, and it was nice to be watched over just a little, so she agreed. “Alright, but I can do it myself.”
He kissed her. “Understood. Thank you.”
Unfortunately, she had been so nervous when she arrived at this first gathering in a new place, she’d forgotten to lock the car. Monroe roughly pulled her behind him, checking the car and the trunk before turning back to Mallory with a stern expression.
He drew her into his arms and kissed the top of her head. She almost melted into a puddle of goo. “Mallory, baby, I like you. I like you a lot.”
Mallory laid her head on his chest. “Me too. I mean, I like you too.”
“Good, that’s good. I hope you still do after I paddle your bottom for this.”
“But you just spanked me.” Mallory’s voice was high-pitched, shaky. Her nervousness was apparent, and she moved away from Monroe, and he allowed her one back-step.
“Not play this time, discipline. One swat for parking so far from the entrance, even though that deserves a whole spanking all on its own and rest assured if it happens again, you will get one. Two more swats for fighting me about walking you to the car, which won’t ever happen again. I put my girl in the vehicle for safety. And a final two for leaving it unlocked. Anyone could have been inside. Which won’t happen again either.”
“I…um…”
Mallory dropped her forehead back on his chest, but he gently ran his hand around the back of her neck and wove his fingers in her hair, fisting his hand. Carefully pulling her head back up, his lips met hers hard, taking from her what she hadn’t freely given.
Mallory stiffened, but after a few seconds, his tongue came out to trace her lips. She softened as he lightened his kiss, ending in a sweet caress of his lips on hers. Mallory melted. She would have done anything for Monroe at that moment. So when he dropped his forehead to hers, still holding her hair fast, she listened.
“You have been alone for too long, Mal. Even if you didn’t have a dom, you should have had friends from your last group to look out for you. I have a feeling you didn’t. But now you have me, and sweetheart, I am the real deal. I will test you in play and punish you if you don’t take care of yourself well enough. I have rules, and you will learn them and follow them if we decide to be together. If you don’t follow them, you’ll find yourself in this position often.”
She tremored at the significance of his words. “Rules? I don’t need rules.”
