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While I was touched by her submission, I had to remain firm. “That’s not an answer,” I said.
And I let my palm fall hard and fast, over and over again, down on her squirming bottom.
Kiley stiffened and clamped her mouth shut for the first ten or so. Then, she started to wail, kicking her feet as I alternated cheeks, starting from the top of her cheeks and making my way methodically all the way down to the middle of her thighs. I added several hard smacks to her smooth, toned thighs, just below the crease where they met her ass, ensuring that she would feel this spanking each time she sat down for the next day or two.
“Why am I spanking you, Kiley?” I asked, pausing the spanking so that I could hear her response.
It took Kiley a moment to take a couple of shuddery breaths. “I disobeyed you,” she responded. “You told me not to leave the ballroom and I did anyway.”
“Correct,” I said before I resumed her punishment, landing several harsh swats to the summits of each cheek, repeatedly in the exact same spot, causing the firm flesh to jiggle and the lady to squeal. “I knew that Kramer was watching you. I saw the way he was looking at you from across the room. That’s why I told you not to leave. I knew he would seek you out.”
I could feel my anger rising as I remembered the very real fear I felt when I discovered Kiley was gone. Kramer had also disappeared, which left a terrible feeling in my gut. I didn’t want a repeat of those feelings ever again.
I stopped spanking. Kiley’s bottom was a dark pink color with splotches of darker red starting to form in those places I’dpaid particular attention to. Kiley clearly thought that we were through. Her whole body relaxed and she started to breathe deeply.
She was in for a rude awakening.
“Stand up,” I ordered.
Kiley did so on shaky legs, swallowing hard as she met my stern eyes.
I kept eye contact with her as I stood up and started to undo my belt. Under less serious circumstances, I would have laughed at the stunned expression on her face as I slid the belt through the loops of my pants.
“Bend over the bed,” I commanded, folding the belt in half, causing the buckle to jingle ominously.
Kiley appeared to be frozen in place as she just stared at me, seeming to weigh her options in her mind. I wouldn’t have been shocked if she’d refused to do so. She was nothing to me, just a girl who I was paying to pretend to be my fiancée. But if that was true, then why did I care so much that she put herself in danger? I couldn’t even ponder the answer. All I knew was that there was a nasty knot in my gut from worry and I wanted it gone.
This was the only way I knew how to relieve it.
“Keep stalling and I’ll double the ten I already have planned for you,” I warned. Kiley bit her lip before hanging her head and bending over the edge of the bed. “Good girl,” I said before stepping up behind her. The back of her dress had fallen so I lifted it back up, baring her nicely warmed bottom.
Kiley moaned her fear when I tapped the belt against the middle of her bottom, preparing my aim. I didn’t leave herwaiting, pulling my arm back and snapping one of my favorite disciplinary tools sharply against her cheeks.
The shriek she let loose was impressive and I actually winced at the high-pitched sound, but I didn’t pause, snapping my wrist to deliver the next few lashes. Kiley stiffened to try and brave the first few licks but then started to cry, kicking and writhing around on top of the bed. I had to press my hand against the middle of her back to keep her still as I delivered the final two.
I dropped the belt onto the floor before sitting on the bed beside my naughty girl, stroking her burning bottom. Her skin was a uniform cherry red now with a couple of thick, dark lines visible from the belt.
“You may stand up when you’re ready,” I told her gently, brushing my fingers lightly over the spots that looked extra sensitive.
It took Kiley a few minutes of crying with her face pressed into the mattress, but she did manage to stand up. She reached back and rubbed her stinging bottom as she faced me. She looked so pitiful with her tear-stained eyes and pouting lips that I couldn’t help but tug her toward me, bringing her to stand between my legs. I wrapped my arms around her waist.
“Don’t ever do anything like that again,” I warned her.
Kiley sniffled and nodded. “I won’t,” she murmured. Then, she looked up at me with wide eyes, looking like she was going to start crying again. “I’m sorry. I know it was stupid, but I just needed a distraction. I’ve been going crazy because…because…I think I’m developing feelings for you.” She sniffled and continued, “But I know we can’t-”
I cut her off by pressing my lips to hers.
CHAPTER 15
Kiley
I could feel my eyes pop open wide as Simon’s lips enveloped mine. I froze, my brain feeling as if it was shutting down. None of this was making sense. I had just angered him immensely. He was so livid that he could barely utter a word to me while we were driving back here. I was certain that he had brought me back here to punish me and then tell me that he was breaking off our arrangement.
This was the complete opposite of what I had been imagining.
It took me a long couple of moments to shake myself out of my shock so that I could return Simon’s kiss. Once I did, it was worth everything. I was hesitant at first, but I very quickly got lost in the kiss, my eyes falling shut as I leaned into him. He was still sitting on the bed while I stood between his legs, so I took advantage of the situation and attempted to take over, pressing myself against him, realizing that I needed this closeness now more than ever.
I whined a bit when Simon pulled away from me, his hazel eyes narrowed. “Uh-uh,” he scolded. “You most definitely do not get control right now, naughty girl.”
