Page 35 of Doctoring Dolly

“Good. Then we’ll see you in the Dungeon this evening.”

Though he had dismissed her, Dolly did have one important question. “Umm, Sir?”

“Yes?”

“Will I get the notebook back afterward?”

Derek looked thoughtful for a moment before he said, “You will get your notes back when you check out and leave the Ranch. And I advise you not to leave any other notes laying around where others might find them or you’ll be back here, and next time you will be encouraged to pack up and leave. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir. Thank you, Master Derek.”

He nodded and turned his attention to some paperwork on his desk. She had been dismissed. Quincy opened the door to the lobby and she hurried out, half expecting Master Derek to call her back.

Instead, Quincy looked at the Littles on the bench and said, “Master Derek will see you now.”

He held the door open until the two girls entered the Master’s lair. Closing it, he turned to her and held his hand out. His expression told her that she needed to obey his silent order immediately if not sooner.

As soon as she laid her hand in his, she could breathe again. A feeling of being safe and grounded rolled through her.

“All right, pet, let’s get some dinner and then we’ll go back to the room and rest until you have to get ready to report to the Dungeon.”

Dolly took a deep breath and released it. “Yes, Master Quincy.”

Stepping off the elevator and facing the Dungeon doors had Quincy’s hard-as- a-rock cock twitching in his jeans. He’d changed his boxers for body-hugging briefs which held his cock close to his body and somewhat under control. He only hoped that after her punishment, Dolly would be up for a little sexy action, even if it was just giving him a blowjob.

While Jaben stood beside the check-in podium, another guard was sitting at the stool behind it.

Dolly edged closer to Quincy’s side as he gave their names and the man nodded.

The guard looked at Jaben. “They’re the last on the list.”

Jaben nodded and opened the door. As they passed him, the big man instructed his coworker, “No one else comes in until I return.”

“You got it.”

Quincy was not surprised to see the bar area filled with familiar and not-so-familiar faces. All heads turned to watch them as they entered.

Derek stood at the bottom of the six steps that separated the bar from the dungeon. He held a clipboard in one hand. Just behind him stood a wooden spanking bench with a leather top, and one of the rolling metal tables. Wrist and ankle cuffs sat on the bench while a wooden spoon, a crop, and a hairbrush sat on the table.

Thanks to a series of texts from Derek, Quincy knew what was to come. Still holding Dolly’s hand, he led her down to stand beside Master Derek. Once she was in place, he released her hand and stepped back.

“Thank you all for coming,” Derek began. “You are here because you spoke or interacted in some way with Dolly Carter at some point during her visit. It has come to my attention that Dolly came to Rawhide for research for a book and during her stay has made extensive notes about the Ranch, the activities, and the people here.”

With that, a murmur went through the crowd. Derek waited until the room was silent again before continuing. “Because you all interacted with her, you are here to witness, and partake in, her punishment. Each person who came into contact with her will be allowed one strike, with either your hand, or one of the implements on the table. You may then leave or stay to watch the rest of her punishment. As with any punishment, when it is over, we will all forgive her.”

A softer murmur flowed through the crowd and everyone nodded their understanding.

“Very good. Master Quincy, if you’ll prepare her for her punishment.”

Quincy nodded and stepped forward once again. He led Dolly to the spanking bench. After removing her robe, he attached the wrist and ankle cuffs, making sure they were not too tight. After helping her onto the bench, he hooked the cuffs to eyebolts beneath it so she had little room to move but was not uncomfortable as she would be in this position for a while.

Brushing her hair out of her face, he leaned down so they were nose-to-nose. “Before this begins, I want to tell you something.”

“Yes, Sir?”

“I love you, pet,” he said, speaking from the heart. “And I look forward to a long discussion about our future together when this is over.”

She blinked and her eyes went wide before she gave him a small smile. “I love you, too, Sir.”

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