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body curved around the large rolled end as she wiggled into place—head down, ass up. Nervous didn’t begin to describe how she felt. She took a deep breath and lifted her skirt on the exhale. Cold air swept across her naked bottom causing goose flesh to erupt across her skin. Gabby squeezed her eyes shut and tried not to be afraid. She’d followed his instructions to the letter despite the fact entering a strange home, where she now had her bare butt and pussy exposed to anyone who walked into the room, was by far the craziest thing she’d ever done. She prayed it would indeed be Thomas who found her.
    Minutes ticked by. She squirmed and fidgeted against the sofa, beyond restless and antsy. If she had a lick of common sense, she’d leave. Go back to her own house, her safe life and reconsider why this had seemed like a good idea. She should have her head—
    A large, warm hand caressed her right butt cheek, sending a hard shudder up her spine. Gabby sucked in her breath. Her adrenaline spiked. She bit at her lip and strained for some sign that it was indeed Thomas who stood behind her and not a complete stranger or even a crazed maniac.
    “You have one of the most spankable asses I’ve ever seen, Gabrielle.” The dark, smooth timber of his voice poured over her like the finest scotch splashed into a glass, fluid and loose.
    Her butt clenched.
    “Relax sweetheart. You’re safe with me. You have my word on that.”
    His hand continued to move across her flesh, warming her as she did the best she could, under the circumstances, to stand still. She had so many questions on the tip of her tongue and had almost blurted out some of them several times, before reminding herself that he’d warned her not to speak until given permission.
    “I understand you’re nervous, Gabrielle, and I’m so proud of you. You took the chance I needed you to and for that I am grateful.”
    She smiled at his words as warmth spread through her. His praise alone helped her relax. She eased the breath she’d held between her lips and sighed into the couch.
    “But…”
    Uh oh. She hated the sound of that one little word.
    “We need to lay some ground rules for our time together. Are you listening?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, grateful he’d not chastised her for speaking out of turn.
    “Good girl.” His hand swept down the back of her thighs to the crook of her knee, which tickled. When her leg jerked, he laughed softly behind her. “A soft spot I see.” He strummed his fingers a few times over the sensitive area before heading back toward her bottom. Thomas worked his strong fingers over her muscles better than any masseuse she’d ever been to, and she melted a little more into the cushions.
    “Now, about the other night at the club…”
    Gabby sucked in a breath.
    “You were in sub space when I found you.”
    Was he asking or telling? She didn’t know what to say.
    “While it was pretty obvious, you still should have told me the truth when I asked. You were alone in the middle of a lifestyle demonstration, masturbating, without a Dom of your own in sight to look out for you.” His voice had changed from the soft rumble to a stern, forceful tone, and his hands were now still on her buttocks, reminding her of the calm before a storm.
    “I…uh…um…”
    His touch disappeared for a few seconds before a hard blow landed on her ass, sending pain and shock coursing through her. She’d considered he would spank her, in fact had been pretty sure about the likelihood of it, but owww .
    Another smack landed on her backside stinging more than the last. Pain and heat suffused her, but it was the familiar tingle of arousal vibrating along her clit that surprised her. Gabby rolled onto the balls of her feet in an effort to show him she wanted more, but he didn’t respond.
    “When I called your house and asked what you were doing, I had to coerce the truth from you. You will not do that again.”
    Humiliation flooded her with