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There was a smile in his voice when he spoke.“Oh, my pretty little brat, you have no idea exactly how much of a bastard I plan to be.”

He finished coating her clit in ginger-oil laced lube, then helped her off the ottoman, studying her as she stood.Laney dropped her forehead onto his shoulder as she adjusted to the feel of the plug and the slowly building heat on her clit.

“Turn around.”

He brought her hands together behind her back, and then simple metal handcuffs clicked around her wrists.Peter put his hand on the small of her back, leading her across the playroom to the corner.With each step, her labia rubbed against her hot, aching clit.The burn in her bottom and the weight of the plug made her feel both submissive and needy.

Distracted by the physical sensations, she didn’t question their destination until they stopped in an empty corner.It was dark here, at least until Peter stepped away to adjust the lighting.Added illumination proved that she’d been right.This corner of the room was devoid of equipment or furniture.

“Now then, naughty girl, you’re going to stand in this corner and think about your behavior until I get back.”

Laney turned, hovering on the edge of outraged.

His expression was stern.“Objections?”

“I’m just going to…stand here?”

“Yes, you’re going to stand in the corner as punishment.”

Laney blinked.“Wait, is this one of our letter S items?”

His lips twitched, but it wasn’t a smile.“It is.Standing in the corner.”

Laney turned back to the corner.It was…just a corner.“This feels st?—”

A hard whack to her ass cut off her words.“Were you about to say it was stupid?”

“No, Sir!”

“Are you lying?”

“Um…no?”

“Spread your legs.”

Suddenly nervous, Laney obeyed.

Peter reached around from behind her, roughly fingering her clit.She cried out, pressing back against his chest, her eyes squeezed shut.The ginger made her sensitive, and that was on top of the arousal.His rough fingering and flicking was both intensely pleasurable, and painful.Maybe painful because it was so intensely pleasurable.

“Are you going to be a good girl?”

Laney nodded frantically, the back of her head thumping against his shoulder.

“You’re going to stand right here with a plug in your ass and your little clit aching.”He pinched her clit gently with thumb and forefinger, but it was enough to have her crying out.

“Yes, yes, I’ll be good, Master.”

She didn’t realize what she’d said, and Peter didn’t correct her.

He kissed her shoulder, and she felt that simple touch along every nerve in her body, the swell of feeling briefly subsuming the sexual stimulation from the ginger lube and plug.

“Be a good girl,” he said.

Laney stayed in the corner, listening as he walked away.She waited, tense, for her emotions to shift.She expected that the moment the door closed, she’d feel alone and ignored.After all, he’d literally put her into a corner.

But she didn’t feel that way.She felt submissive and needy.She was still sore from the spanking, felt the weight and thickness of the plug inside her, and her clit throbbed in time with her heartbeat.

Alone in the empty room, Laney didn’t feel abandoned, nor was she planning how she could be unobtrusively and perfectly submissive.

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