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“For a friend.” Tilting her chin up again, Francesca glared down her nose at him. “And you can threaten me all you want, but that’s private information and I’m not telling you anything else.”

“Fair enough. You may go.” His smile widened and lost the tightness, making it seem like he was actually enjoying what he was about to say. “I believe your Daddy will be impressing on you the importance of proper manners when addressing otherDominants while you are within the walls of my club. Do I have that right, Holden?”

“Absolutely. Come, Francesca. I think it’s time you learned there’s more than one way to punish a naughty bottom.”

Shit.Widening her eyes enough to bring on tears, she pouted up at him. “But Daddy, I wasn’t even that rude!”

“I beg to differ, little girl.” With his hand still clamped on the back of her neck, he guided her to the office door.

“This totally sucks,” she grumbled as the door swung shut behind them. “I don’t see why I’m in so much trouble for just asking some questions. Nobodytoldme I couldn’t ask about the auction!”

Stopping at the top of the stairs, Holden turned to look down at her. Under different circumstances, the look of pure shock on his face probably would have been hilarious.

Right at that moment, however, all she could think was how much fucking trouble she must be in.

“You really think you are in trouble for asking questions?”

“Well… sorta.”

“Then let me be very, very clear, little siren.” Tightening his hold on the back of her neck, he drew her closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous rumble that sent shivers of fear racing up her spine. “In a few minutes, you are going to be stripped naked and chained to the cross I had planned to use as your introduction to the flogger. Instead, you will be getting your bare bottom spanked until it is glowing bright red and I am certain you are a very sorry little girl. Then, and only then, will I remove the plug from your bottom. Which I will only be doing so I can fuck your virgin little asshole with one of the many toys in my play bag. When I am convinced you have thoroughly learned your lesson, you will be put on your knees so you can take Daddy’s cock down your throat and wash all those filthy lies from your pretty little mouth.

Now, do you really think I have planned all of this just because you were asking some inappropriate questions?”

Red! Say red!

But she didn’t want to use her safeword. Because as terrifying as the punishment he’d laid out for her sounded, every word from his mouth had only made her hotter and wetter than she’d been before.

And she’d been pretty fucking turned on already.

More than that, he clearly wasn’t upset she’d been asking questions. Which meant she’d fucked up in more ways than she’d realized and she probably deserved everything he had planned.

Guilt churned in her stomach, surprising her even more than the arousal. Their second night at the club, and she’d already disappointed him on several levels. Once again she found herself wondering if she was actually built for this. If she would ever be good enough for a man like him.

Well, she could certainly try, right? And right now, trying meant accepting her punishment with some semblance of grace.

“No, Daddy,” she whispered, dropping her eyes to the floor to avoid meeting his steely gaze.

“No,” he confirmed. “That is not the reason, at all. You’re being punished because you disobeyed my direct orders, you lied to me about it, and then you compounded your naughtiness with your utter rudeness in Braden’s office.Thatis why you’re going to be punished, and so severely, Francesca. Do you understand now?”

“Yes, Daddy. I’m really sorry.”

Gripping her chin, he forced her gaze back up to his, and she couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped when she saw the resolve in his eyes. “Believe me, little siren. You are about to be very, very sorry indeed.”

Fuck.

Chapter Ten

Holden

To Frankie’s credit, once she realized how much trouble she was in, she became much more cooperative. She didn’t argue once when he got her down to the pit again and instructed her to strip naked so he could chain her to the cross.

A soft whimper reached his ears as he secured her second wrist to the top of the metal bars and he paused to run a hand down her back. “What color are you, little siren?”

“Green, Daddy.”

“Are you sure? Be honest with me.”

“I am.” Tears shimmered on her lashes when she looked up at him. “I’m really sorry I ruined our night.”

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