Page 11 of The Cowboy's Ultimatum

“Exactly. Now it’s your turn to answer a couple of questions,” he declared as they approached the house. “But first, are you leaving, or joining me in my bedroom.”

“I’m joining you,” she replied softly, and afraid her eyes would give away her growing excitement she stared at the ground.

“Have you ever been in a situation like this?”

“No…but…” she whispered hesitantly, nervous about admitting she had always harbored dark fantasies.

“Go on,” he pressed, gripping her arm as they entered the house.

“I’ve, uh, I’ve thought about it.”

“I’m not surprised.”

She hadn’t expected his comment and she wanted to ask why, but he was guiding her into his room and a bevy of butterflies had suddenly burst to life in her stomach, and her heart had started to race.

“Close your eyes and don’t move,” he ordered, his voice suddenly stern. “Just so you know,” he continued as she nervously followed his orders, “test me and you won’t be disappointed.”

Suddenly he was deftly peeling off her clothes and it was difficult to do as he’d said, but she was naked in a heartbeat and he was slipping the blindfold over her eyes.

“I’m going to guide you to the bed and position you over the pillows. Once you’re settled, stretch your arms out in front of you and spread your knees apart. Any questions?”

“Uh, no.”

“During times like these you must call meSir.”

“Yes, Sir. I mean, no questions, Sir.”

Her voice had sounded weak, but that was how she felt. Weak and wonderful, and she prayed everything was real, not some amazing lucid dream. But as he abruptly picked her up and placed her on the bed, any doubt was immediately extinguished.

“The pillows are next to you on the left. Bend over them and stretch your arms out.”

“Yes, Sir,” she whispered, trying to find her way in the dark and clambering over them.

It took her a minute to get settled, and as she moved her hands out in front of her, the promised shackles were quickly locked around her wrists.

She could hear him moving around.

Every nerve in her body sparked.

Her pulse raced.

And she felt the warm wetness flooding her sex.

“Why am I going to punish you?”

As he’d asked the question he’d moved her ankles apart, and she felt him kneeling between her legs.

“Uh, because I didn’t stop Erin from riding Daisy, Sir?”

“That’s not why. You trusted her and thought she knew what she was doing. I’ll never punish you for not understanding a situation. That wouldn’t be fair. Try again.”

“Um…I don’t know the answer, Sir.”

“I’m going to spank you because you refused to listen. Even before I saw Erin on your mare I tried to tell you I was concerned, but you blatantly refused to even discuss it.”

“Ooh, yes, Sir. I see that now.”

“Daisy can do what you want, but not on the level Erin is demanding. You’re a very bad girl. You should always keep an open mind and hear what others have to offer. You may not agree with everything they say, but you must learn tolisten. You don’t know everything, Helen. None of us do. Now I’m going to spank some sense into you, and punish you for being so damnstubborn. It will hurt, and I mean for it to, but it will also ease your guilt. Any questions?”

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