Page 48 of Billion Dollar Lie

She gasps when I unhook her bra from behind and let it drop to the floor, her eyes following the motion. I stop her when she makes a move to go down and pick it up.

“You’re not going down on your knees until I tell you to,” I reprimand, my hand placed on her shoulder as I whisper into her ear from behind.

She suggests a nod, but remains mute.

“Place your hands on the window,” I order. “And hollow your back. Present yourself to me, show me that perfect little ass.”

I can hear her swallowing dryly when she goes along with my commands, slowly placing both of her hands on the window slightly above her head, before she takes half a step back and sticks out her ass for my pleasure.

“Good girl,” I praise, my lips still close to her ear. “Remember what I told you earlier?”

She looks back at me over her shoulder, a puzzled expression on her face, as she doesn’t seem to know what I’m referring to.

“Remember I told you I would take care of you, but you also deserve punishment for misbehaving?” I ask.

“Oh, that,” she breathes, and her eyes widen. “Yes.”

She jerks up when my hand trails down along her spine, my fingertips dancing along the bumps of her vertebrae, barely touching but teasing her like electric shocks, until I reach her firm ass. I cup her cheek, providing a gentle squeeze when I say: “What was it again that you did to anger me? Do you remember?”

“I rolled my eyes at you?”she takes a guess.

“Yes, and what else?”

She sighs, and for a moment it looks as if she’s about to roll her eyes at me again, but she’s smarter than that.

“I... didn’t let you save me,” she produces through gritted teeth, obviously disagreeing with my assessment of misdemeanor.

“No, you took charge when no one asked you to,” I correct her. “Didn’t you?”

She’s chewing on her lips when her gaze trails back over her shoulder to look at me again, her eyes turned into narrow slits as she fights to keep her mouth shut from what it is she truly wants to say.

“Answer me,” I urge.

“Yes, that’s I did,” she gives in. “I took charge when no one wanted me to.”

“Good girl,” I say, and a faint sigh flees her lips when I plant a kiss on her neck. “Are you ready to receive your punishment?”

She chuckles. “I’m not sure.”

A harsh slapping sound echoes through the room when my hand lands on her back side with a sudden and violent smack, and she cries out in surprise, jumping up and losing her position as her left hand drips down from the window.

“Hands on the glass!” I warn. “Don’t you dare move, no matter what happens. Understood?”

She hurries to put her hand back up and nods, while nothing but a helpless mewl escapes her in response.

“Have you ever been spanked before?” I want to know, as I position myself behind her, slowly pulling up the sleeves of my shirt as I get ready.

She shakes her head. “No.”

“Excellent,” I say. “It’s always an honor to be the first. Especially with such naughty little girls as you.”

She quivers with anticipation when she prepares herself for what’s to come, hollowing her back just like I told her to.

I knew it. I knew there was a submissive side to this girl. The most brazen ones are often the ones who are asking for it. She needs someone to put her in her place, whether she’s been aware of it or not.

“Remember, you did this to yourself,” I say, before I land another hit on her ass, choosing the other side this time.

She mewls in pain, but doesn’t jerk up or lose her position this time.

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