Page 63 of High Roller

I don’t say anything as I open my office door and push her inside.

“I’m only asking you this once, Grace. Are you in service to me?”

She ducks her head and nods. “Yes, Sir.”

“Even outside of club hours?”

She blows out a breath. “I don’t know. But I want to be.”

“Were you listening in on my conversation after you left the room?”

Her face flames and she covers it with her hands, but I pull them away and make her look at me. “Answer the question, Gracelynn.”

“Yes, Sir. I know it was wrong. But I was curious.”

“The other night I let you out of a punishment because I was being an asshole, and you didn’t deserve it. You’re not going to get so lucky today, little girl. I want you bent over that desk with your skirt up and your panties down. In fact, take the panties all the way off and put them on the desk.”

I have no idea if this is the right thing to do, but I’m going with my gut here.

“Were you trying to get me to spank you, butterfly?” I ask as she follows my instructions without hesitation.

She bends to pick up her red cotton panties and shakes her head as she places them on the desk. “No, Sir. I promise.”

I reach for the buckle on my belt, my go to spanking implement, but change my mind as she bends over the desk, presenting her perfect ass for me to see.

Suddenly, I want my hand coming into direct contact with her soft, pale skin.

“A warm up since it’s been a while since I’ve spanked you.”

I put one hand on the small of her back and raise my other to bring it down on one perfectly shaped cheek. She hisses as my hand slams into her, and I don’t give her more than a second or two before it lands again.

Soon I’m peppering stinging swats all over her backside, and she’s squirming beneath my punishment.

“Is it polite to eavesdrop?” I land a half-dozen to each of her thighs, and she squeals out an answer.

“No, Sir.”

“Will I catch you doing it again?” Now I’m focused on the tender crease where her ass meets her thighs.

“No, Sir.” It’s a whimper this time, and I spy tears landing on my desk.

I slip the red panties on the desk into my pants pocket and leave her where she is.

“Stay there until I come and fetch you again. If you move, you’ll get twenty with my belt.”

She grips the other side of the desk, and I know she’ll be in exactly the same spot when I come back, whether that’s in five minutes or two hours.

I’m leaving because if I don’t, I’ll ask if I can fuck her tight pussy, and I can’t go there right now. Not with everything happening with Lili. But when this is all over, I fully intend to explore this attraction to Grace and find out what it can be. As long as I don’t scare her off before we can get to that.

Chapter 21

Gracie

I’mnotsurehowlong I stay bent over Victor’s desk, but it seems like at least an hour, and my bladder is uncomfortably full.

If I move, I risk more punishment. Not that I mind. Victor’s punishments always leave me turned on and in need of a date with my vibrator by the time I get home.

I have fantasies about what it will be like if Victor ever helps me with the state he’s left me in, but until our needle scene the other night and dinner last night, I didn’t believe that would ever be a possibility. Now, I’m more confused than ever about where we stand.

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