Page 8 of Royal Hacker

Sam nodded, and I stood, wrapped my arms around Neal’s chest, and started to cry harder.

“It’s okay, Patty. You did well. Why don’t you sit with Sam for a while?”

I climbed back onto Sam’s lap and buried my face in his chest. After everything that happened, it made me feel safe and taken care of. The thought of all the mistakes I had made that day came crashing down on me. I lost it and started to cry harder.

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Sam

It was sohard on me to have to discipline her. I’d never had to discipline someone on a first day in the lifestyle, but she’d broken the rules once, and I could not let her do it twice. She also needed to learn the difference between her relationship with Neal at Sanctorum and her being his boss. I was hoping that the discipline wouldn’t turn her away from the lifestyle.

Patty was still crying on my chest, and it took everything in me not to get upset. “You need to tell me what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours. We need an open line of communication.”

“You hurt me, and you did it in front of all those people and in front of Neal.”

“You were so brave,” I murmured into her hair while stroking her back. As I continued to talk, her crying must have turned into exhaustion because she fell asleep on my chest.

When Neal noticed Patty had fallen asleep, he came back and sat next to us on the couch. “How did Patty end up here?” Neal sounded more concerned than angry.

“Your little boss here hacked her brother-in-law’s phone, which led her to the club. She hacked us and created an account, walked in and found Doug in a scene, and punched him in the face.” I still couldn’t believe the little pixie in my arms had knocked Doug to the ground.

Neal seemed to ponder his next words. “I didn’t know he had a membership here. Personally, I never liked the guy. He probably made himself scarce when I showed up. I frequently come later at night, so he must have been gone by the time I got here.”

“I revoked his membership. Never cared for him myself.”

Neal stood up. “Do you want me to take her home? I live one floor down from her penthouse.”

Sending her home with Neal was the right thing to do. There was just something about her that made me want to spend more time, though. “No, I will make sure she gets home.”

Neal’s movement of getting up from the couch must have woken Patty. “I want to leave,” she demanded.

“I don’t think you’re ready to go yet. You still need to stay here a little bit longer, and I want to make sure you’re okay.”

Patty pushed at my chest, trying to get out of my hold.

“Patty, can you stay here for a few more minutes? It’s not only you that had a hard time with this punishment, but it was also me. I’ve never had to do this to somebody on her first time in a club. We needed trust between us first. We haven’t been able to develop that trust. I did not like having to hurt you. So I need you to stay put and let me hold you because I also need it.”

Patty studied my eyes a little longer then rested her head back on my chest.

For the next hour, Patty stayed in my arms while I stroked her back and watched the scenes around us. That way, she could see what real Dom-Sub relationships should look like—not what she was put through tonight with her punishment.

“I think we’re both in a better frame of mind. I’ll walk you to your car.” She was starting to feel really good, and my dick had been hard for a few hours. If I didn’t get her out of my arms, I would do something I’d told myself I wouldn’t do.

“You don’t want to do anything with me?” Patty asked while batting her long eyelashes at me.

I rubbed my dick against her ass. “My body wants to do many things to you, but I’m going to walk you to your car, so you’re going to get a goodnight kiss. I want you to think about everything you saw here tonight. At the end of next week, I’ll give you call. You can see how you feel. I want you to research real submissive and dominant relationships this week. We will talk about them next week over dinner.”

“Okay, one kiss and tons of research for me. How come I feel like I’m the one that’s getting the raw end of the deal?”

“Believe me, you’re not the only one. I get to spend a week thinking about that luscious ass I got my hands all over tonight.”

5

Patty

“You’re telling me Neal is a member of Club Sanctorum?” Jessica announced to everyone in Chubby’s Diner. Luckily, the place was quiet for a Tuesday. We were sitting in our regular spot at the back of the restaurant. We’d been going there for years, and the owner had changed nothing in a decade.

I had my usual hot chocolate with a Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup cake. Jessica was drinking some cappuccino latte low-fat crap. Bridget was drinking decaf coffee. Since she was pregnant, she could not drink regular coffee. CJ had a fresh iced coffee in his hand. Sophie had agreed to stay at work so CJ and Bridget could find out more information. They promised to bring her back a dozen cupcakes, some coffee, and information. They also said she would be stopping at my house later if I didn’t call and tell her what was going on.

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