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“But I don’t want you to go, Sir …” I whined like a petulant child. I’d woken up so needy this morning. I just wanted to be his little sex slave, have him forget the responsibilities of the real world, and use my body all morning long.

I could see the look of frustrated conflict on his face – should he come back and fuck me, or threaten punishment if I persisted with my pathetic pleas.

“Be my good girl and go get ready now, love.” His voice was strained as he finished putting on his shoes, swallowing down his desire. He needed to leave, but I was selfishly making it very difficult to do so.

He exhibited true strength of character when all he wanted to do was ravage me, but today wasn’t a day for ditching responsibilities and giving into my frivolity. I pouted defiantly, and didn’t move from my nude resting position on the settee.

He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head slightly in a non-verbal warning. I stared right back at him, daring him while I seductively touched that needy place between my legs with my best come-hither look. I was treading on a razor thin icy lake now, and he was becoming less amused by the nanosecond.

“Neither of us have time for your games this morning, young lady, but I will make time to punish your ass now so you can think about what the rest of punishment will look like later on when I return from work. Over my knee. NOW.” His words commanded my immediate obidence, and I scrambled to the low arm chair where he took a seat, ready to remind me exactly who ran this household and who decided when and where my desires would be indulged.

~Aurora Leigh #original #copywritten #newstory #tobecontinued
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