Author: Kitty Jones
Category: Young Adult
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I close my eyes, and I wonder what Aaron is thinking.
I know he’s out there watching me. I can feel him. I know he’s wondering what the hell we’re doing. Does he feel jealous? I doubt it. He’s probably got some super-hot lawyer chick on the side, or maybe he’s dating an accountant. Someone smart. Hell, maybe he’s got a doctor he sleeps with. Who knows?
Another smack on my ass, and all thoughts of Aaron flee.
Ouch, that one hurt.
I cry out, and I hear Taylor chuckling darkly.
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He stops beside me and kneeling down, he whispers in my ear.
“I’m going to smack you until you aren’t worried about him anymore, little flower.”
“Thank you, sir,” I whisper.
It’s all I can say.
Taylor and Hank both know me pretty well. They know a lot about my past and what I’ve been through. They know too much, actually. They understand that in my line of work, stress relief
isn’t optional. It’s a necessity.
And this?
This place is not cheaper than therapy, but it sure as fuck feels better.
I close my eyes, and I focus on relaxing my body as Taylor moves behind me. He slaps my ass over and over. He uses his hand, his crop, and he finishes with a few hits from a paddle. By the time he finishes working me over, I’m deliciously sore, and I’m not thinking about anything else except this moment.
I feel myself being untied, and he pulls me away from the spanking bench.
“Is it over?” I murmur, wrapping my arms around his neck.
“It’s over,” Taylor says.
“Is he gone?” I whisper.
Taylor doesn’t say anything, though, and I realize that Aaron watched the entire scene. Apparently, he’s still watching now. Well, that’s just fine. Let him watch. He can do whatever he likes. He’s a free man, and I am not in charge of him.
Whatever.
Taylor carries me to a little sofa and sets me down. Hank rolls up beside me and takes my hand.
“Make sure she drinks water,” Taylor tells him. “I’m going to go clean off the equipment.” He turns to leave, but I’m surprised to hear someone stopping him.
“You can’t leave that submissive unattended.”
It’s Aaron.
What.
The.
Fuck?
My eyes fly open. Any feelings of being in subspace vanish as I look at him confronting Taylor.
“Excuse me,” Taylor says. “I’m going to clean off the equipment.”
“And I said you can’t leave her alone.”