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having to be around him and risk getting fired on a daily basis.
    But after last night, she wanted to be around him even more.
    Hannah got into her car and to the penthouse.
    When she arrived, the building security guard handed her an envelope with the keys and a note with the security code.
    She thanked him and rode the elevator up to the penthouse forty-second floor and punched in the numbers written on the paper in his neat handwriting.
    The lock on the door disengaged and she went inside to find a home slightly smaller than the mansion and decorated in a similar fashion with paintings on the walls, expensive furniture that seemed to have no character but made the living room feel like the waiting room of a dentist's office.
    Hannah laughed as she thought 'this room could use a hammock.'
    Trying to imagine Nathan Maxwell in a hammock was probably one of the more amusing things that had ever crossed her mind.
    Going down the hallway off of the living room she opened one of the doors and stopped in her tracks.
    "Wow," she mouthed as she took a step inside. "This is incredible."
    The master bedroom was full of burning candles, and the smell of vanilla and fruit filled the room.
    The bed had black silk sheets and there were cuffs already on the bedposts.
    Nathan was sitting in a leather armchair near the window waiting for her with a thick braided leather flogger in one hand and a snifter of brandy in the other.
    "I've been waiting for you, Hannah," he said, sipping his brandy and setting it on the windowsill.
    Nathan ran the tail of the flogger through his fingers.
    "Come in please."
     
     
     
     

Chapter Fourteen
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     

Nathan waited for Hannah to close the door before getting up from his seat.
    Hannah felt her body heat instantly at the sight of him.
    "I'm sorry to keep you waiting," she turned to him, "sir." Coming over to him she looked up into his dark eyes. "I didn't know you were waiting for me."
    "I want you to get down on your knees."
    Nathan watched as she obeyed him without question, lowered herself to her knees and looked up to him.
    "I like that you obey me as if it's your first instinct," he told her as he tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
    She smiled.
    Having him express pride in her made her glow.
    Nathan watched it take over her and felt a little hint of regret burrowing into him as he knew that what he was about to say and do was going to dim that glow of hers.
    "I want to see if you can handle punishment today, but I want you to know you will also reap the reward for your obedience in accepting the punishments."
    Nathan wanted to know that she could handle the bad along with the good.
    The thought was that if he punished her, he would realize that she was capable of having fault.
    Her perfection was but an illusion that was blinding him to the reality of her like a mirage in the desert that would kill you.
    "Okay," she said hesitantly.
    Hannah had always had a high tolerance for pain.
    She wasn't worried about the pain he was going to inflict on her.
    She was, however, a little bit worried about why he wanted to cause her the pain in the first place.
    "Do you have any questions?" he sensed that something was not settled in her mind entirely.
    "I do, sir," Hannah told him.
    "Alright. We can address those before we begin."
    Nathan resumed his seat in the armchair with Hannah sitting on the floor at his feet.
    "Why am I being punished? Have I done something that I shouldn't have?" she asked.
    "You haven't done anything wrong. I want to test what you deem as a punishment. I want to find where your levels of pain lay and gauge what I think is safe for play versus what would be used as punishment only," Nathan explained and picked up his glass again, taking a sip.
    "So you want to punish me for no reason?" Hannah said, pouting at the thought.
    "It serves a reason… and as I said it is not only punishment that you will be receiving today," he tipped his glass