Page 70 of The Breaking Point

“Yes, sir,” she murmured.

I shuddered. She did as I said, kneeling and waiting for my command.

I went to the wall of whips, and my brain was a complete mess. But I soon realized I didn’t want to use anything but my hand on Grace tonight.

“We’re going to start slowly,” I said, approaching her. I sat down on the settee and motioned for her to stand. “Drape yourself over my legs.”

Grace licked her lips. She did as I said. Soon she was lying across my legs, her ass within easy reach.

I smoothed a hand down her spine. “Doing okay?” I asked.

She nodded.

“What’s the safe word?”

“Galoshes.”

“Good girl.” I gently pushed her leather dress up her hips. When I discovered she was wearing a black thong, I had to grit my teeth at the surge of desire that exploded inside me.

Her ass was pale and round, and I could imagine it red from my hand. I rubbed one side, then the other, getting her used to my touch.

“I’m going to spank you,” I said slowly, “because you’ve been a naughty girl tonight. You’ve pushed me to my limits. You need to learn to behave.”

When she said nothing, I spanked her. She yelped.

“Answer me when I talk to you,” I said.

She glanced back at me. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” I rubbed where I’d hit her. Red was already blooming on her pale skin.

I started spanking her now. I rotated from one side of her ass to the other. I kept things light at first, more of a light slap than anything. But as Grace started moaning and bucking, I increased the force of my hits.

“You,” I said between slaps, “are a”—slap—“bad girl”—slap. “You do not disobey again. Do not come to the club unless I allow you to.”

Her ass was a bright crimson now. I could make out the shape of my handprints on her skin. It was so arousing that my cock was about to burst from my goddamn pants.

“Yes, sir,” Grace was saying, panting hard.

I brushed my hand down her back, soothing her. I kept rubbing her back until her breathing slowed. Then I gently turned her over and pulled her into my arms.

“Oh my God,” Grace whispered. She still shook a little. “I had no idea.”

I had to admit that I felt similarly. This was not fun experimentation with Shayla.

I’d unlocked something not only within myself but also within Grace. How had I ever thought Grace would back down? She’d taken the spanking like a champion.

“You were amazing,” I said into her hair.

“I wasn’t sure I’d go through with it,” she admitted. “But then it turned into something that I didn’t expect.”

“Something you enjoyed?”

“Yeah.” She looked into my eyes. “Is that weird?”

“Not at all.”

I then had her lie face down. I went to get a salve that Shayla had told me to use after sessions. I returned and began to spread it on Grace’s ass.

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