Page 30 of Taking Her Medicine

“If she continues, please be sure to let your direct manager know, as well as human resources.” He stuck a magical rainbow unicorn Band-Aid on my arm. “You deserve a peaceful workplace, Zoelle.”

“I’ll keep track of it,” I promised as I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him. “Are you still coming over tonight?”

“Shit.” He poked his fingers through his hair. “I picked up a six-hour shift at the emergency department tonight. I completely forgot to tell you.”

Great. On top of another awful day he isn’t going to spend any time with me.

“Oh.” I swallowed hard, irritated but not at him. I understood how unpredictable his job could be, but I was disappointed.

“I took off Saturday night so we can spend some time together. I’m working until two in the afternoon.”

“Okay, whatever.” I took a step toward the door, but a hard slap stung my ass. I pivoted around to face him. I tried to keep my face neutral, but I must have failed because Aaron shook his head. I was in trouble. He grabbed my arm, led me to his desk, and bent me over it. “Daddy!”

“No.You’re not getting out of this.” Aaron smacked his palm against the back of my dress slacks. “I’ve told you how I feel about that word.”

“Please don’t spank me in here! My day sucked and I wanted to spend time with you.”

“So, because you’re upset, you have the right to be disrespectful?”

I blinked twice, my own disappointment in myself sinking through my chest into my knotting stomach. “No. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it.”

How much worse could any one day get?

I buried my face in my folded arms, but it was too late. My eyes were watering, my nose starting to run.

“I know you didn’t, but I still didn’t deserve it.” He patted my hip. “Take these down. Be a good girl, and you’ll only get a brief reminder.”

I didn’t want a brief reminder. I wanted to spend time with him. I wanted hugs and soft words of comfort. And maybe hot makeup sex to sweep me out of my head and just let mefeel, the way Aaron did so effortlessly whenever I didn’t feel like myself.

“Right now,” he reminded. I unfastened my pants before getting myself in even more trouble. I didn’t even stand up. Being bent over in such a way humbled me. Knowing Aaron stood behind me as I did it was an awful feeling as much as a comforting one. I hated that he had a discipline spanking on his mind, but after he set my ass on fire, he’d hug me close and comfort me.

I squirmed, pushing my slacks and panties down over my hips. My thoughts ran wild as Aaron rummaged through the coat closet.

What is he doing?

Overcome with the dread of the unknown, I stole a glance over my shoulder. He didn’t catch me, but it didn’t matter. Nerves tumbled through my tummy. He had looped together several long thin rubber tubes, the ones that tightened around your arm to find a vein before drawing blood. I gulped.

Aaron had fashioned a flogger out of stingy yellow rubber!

“I can take a lot of things, baby girl,” he said. “But disrespect will never be among them.”

A terrible sting hit my left bottom cheek followed by my right. I drummed my heels into the carpet like I was marching. “Ouch!” Several more stings landed, reminding me of the world’s largest rubber band being snapped against my skin. “I’m sorry!”

“You’re going to get it through your sweet head that I intend to keep my promises to you. I’m paying attention, and I will always have time for you.” Aaron shifted the target to my upper thighs.

“Ow! Oh, I don’t like it.” I bit down on the sleeve of my sweater to keep myself from getting any louder. “It’s so uncomfortable.”

“I bet it is.” He toasted my flesh thoroughly.Snap. Snap. Snap. It was an implement that looked so innocent yet burned so much. My heated globes throbbed from the attention he rained down upon them. Over and over again the stupid thing bounced against my bottom. Aaron punished every inch from the top all the way to my sensitive juncture where my ass and thigh met. It was not pleasant, but it was needed. He would discipline me whenever I broke our rules, no matter where we happened to be. As that realization washed over me, I wept, huge wet tears pouring down my cheeks. “I’m really sorry, Sir.”

“You’re forgiven, Zoelle.” He tugged my panties up to my waist, and did the same to my pants. Turning me around, he fastened the buttons and smoothed out the wrinkles. “Please let me know when you get home.”

“I will.”

He cupped my face and kissed me. “Don’t pout.”

“I miss you already.” I hugged him tight.

“I miss you too, sweetheart.” Aaron nuzzled against the top of my head. I stayed in his arms, loving the way he held me close to him. After a little while, he gently pushed me out of his embrace. “It’s getting late. Go home and relax the rest of the night.”

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