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she
waited. The cracking sounds went quiet and she heard Jonathan
breathing heavily from across the room. She heard movement, but
refused to look.
    “What the fuck?” His bare feet appeared in
her vision. “Roxi get up!”
    “Permission to speak, Sir.”
    “Roxi we aren’t playing.”
    She lifted her head slightly and looked at
him through her lashes. “I need this, I want this.” Her voice
waivered almost into sobs as her body uncontrollably shook like a
junkie needing a fix.
    His mouth popped open and he gapped at her.
“What are you saying Roxi?” He knelt as tears formed in her eyes.
He placed his hand on her cheek. “Talk to me.”
    “There’s something I should’ve told you a
long time ago.” She sniffled.
    “Come, put your things on. You must be
cold.” Her skin rose in chill bumps and her hairs stood
upright.
    He reached down for her, offering a hand to
help her up. She hesitated, not wanting to leave the playroom, or
the whip. She shook her head lowering her gaze toward his feet.
    “ Rox .” His tone deepened in a
threatening manner.
    She remained kneeling in his favorite
position with her hands behind her back and her breasts jutting out
as far as she could get them.
    Angel!” He bellowed. “Stand.” No more Mister
Nice Guy. Master Jonathan showed face and by the sounds of it, he
was pissed. “Get up now or I’ll punish you, and it’s not the kind
of punishment you want either.”
    Hearing her pet name, she responded and got
to her feet keeping her head down respectfully.
    “Come!” He grabbed her by the crook of her
arm and led her to the apartment only stopping to gather her
clothing off the hallway floor.
    At the couch he told her to sit. She did so
willingly. Keeping in sub mode she didn’t look at him, but he
wasn’t sitting with her, either. She could see his legs walking
past pacing back and forth in front of her. She would not speak
unless told to. She waited.
    When his feet stopped moving, he finally
spoke. “You have to explain this to me. I really can’t make sense
of your behavior. What’s gotten into you? Is it the injury to your
head?”
    “Master, I have much to tell you. I don’t
know where to start.”
    “First, you can stop with the Master business. I haven’t been your Master for some time. Second, put
your clothes on. Now.”
    She didn’t move. She couldn’t move. “I—I
can’t.” She began sobbing. “I need to be disciplined first.
Please?” As she raised her head and locked eyes with him, the anger
etched on his face receded into concern.
    He moved and knelt in front of her, taking
her hands. “Roxi, honey? Is it that bad? Do you really need
this?” He ran his thumbs over her soft knuckles.
    She couldn’t speak so she just nodded her
head slowly.
    “ Fuck ,” he breathed.
    He stood and paced some more. “You’re still
not healed. Your injury…I don’t want to cause you more harm. I
don’t know if I can do this.”
    “Can—can you call someone else then?” Her
voice came out small, but if he couldn’t help her obtain the level
of pain she needed, she wanted to find someone who could.
    She fucked up with Jonathan, he was upset
with her, and she felt the need for discipline to right her world.
She’d gone about things the wrong way, and should have sat down and
spoken to him like she intended to on the plane. Knowing Jonathan
like she did, Roxi could see he was at odds with himself. Another
reason she should be punished.
    Stopping his movement again, he went to her
and scooped her up onto his lap, cradling her. “No. I will not call
anyone else. If anyone is going to do this, it’s going to be me.”
With one fluid motion he flipped her over his knee.
    He moved his hand over the swell of her bare
exposed ass. Her body responded with a quick shudder up her spine.
“Please, Jonathan. Please?” she begged, sounding urgent and
needy.
    Jonathan didn’t bother with warming up her
bottom to prepare it for a spanking, the least harmful