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until he disappeared from view, memorizing the way he stood and how he walked, ensuring that she’d recognize him again.
    Because this stranger in the park was the key to her revenge.
    * * *
    Rex let Amy worry about his plans for a few minutes, the silence growing so heavy that she thought she might scream from the tension. She wished she could turn and look at him, but he held her right in front of him. She could feel his breath on her neck. She could feel the heat of his body. She felt desperately uncertain what she was supposed to do.
    What was he going to do to her?
    When was he going to start?
    He pushed his fingers through her hair finally, lifting it off the back of her neck. “I want that hair tied up in a ponytail,” he finally said, his tone crisp. “All the time.”
    “Yes, sir.”
    “Yes, master ,” he corrected, the stern tone in his voice making her swallow.
    “Yes, master.”
    “Now.”
    Amy bent away from his touch, feeling cold after she’d done so. She reached into her bag for a brush and an elastic for her hair.
    “There’s a mirror in the bathroom there,” he instructed. “I want you naked and on your knees. Immediately.”
    “But the computer security…”
    Rex spun her around and caught her chin in his hand. He leaned down, his gaze boring into hers. “You will not object to any command,” he said, his tone hard and his eyes harder. “You will work in this office, on your knees, naked and at my feet, every day. You will be compliant and willing at all times.”
    Amy swallowed. “Yes, master.”
    “And you will bring the leather paddle from that drawer when you return from the bathroom.” He released her and began to roll up his sleeves with purpose. “A good spanking will take the edge off your attitude. Some submissives need to be softened up before each scene. I suspect, Amy, that you are one of them.”
    She did like to be spanked. How did he know that?
    Did he like to be spanked? Because Amy thought it would be incredibly exciting to dominate the master. The very idea made her knees shake. “Shall I bring some bonds, master? So you can tie me down?”
    “Your suggestion is both bold and unnecessary.” Rex turned on her with a cool smile. “I’m not going to bind you,” he said softly. “You’re going to hold your pose as instructed. You will have your first taste of compliance today, Amy.”
    Hold a pose. Stay as he placed her, while he spanked her. Amy was used to being tied down and spanked, used to fighting against her bonds as the punishment was inflicted upon her. She was used to being overwhelmed, then struggling in futility to free herself.
    The notion of compliance stirred a tumult inside her.
    She couldn’t be a participant in her own torment.
    Could she?
    It was an exciting thought. Amy’s face was burning with heat and she was sure her underwear would incinerate. “Yes, master.”
    He studied her for a moment, then reached into his desk and removed a length of cloth, pulling it taut as if to test its strength, then making a knot in the middle. Amy watched him, mesmerized. “I don’t think you can be trusted to remain silent, though. At least not today.”
    He was going to gag her.
    “Yes, master,” Amy whispered in gratitude.
    He gave her a stern look. “Is there a reason why you haven’t moved yet, Amy?”
    “No, master,” she said and hurried toward the small bathroom. She used the facilities quickly, aware that he was waiting for her. Her hands shook as she took off her clothes and hung them on the back of the door. She washed herself, then fastened up her hair. She looked at her reflection in awe, amazed by how her eyes were bright with anticipation.
    The greatest master of all was going to train her.
    It wasn’t what she’d come for, but it was still going to be great.
    Rex was waiting, his arms folded across his chest with apparent impatience. Amy thought it might be a show, but then she saw the erection straining against the front of his