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fact, she felt incredibly confident and natural, almost
as though this is what she had been waiting for without even being
aware of it.
     
    “I promise that I’ll always try to be
honest about everything, and if I’m not then I’ll expect you to
take whatever action you see fit.” Did those words really just come
out of her mouth? Isobel had never been the meek and docile type;
quite the opposite in fact. And yet here she was telling this man
that she knew hardly anything about, that he could do whatever the
hell he wanted to her.
     
    “I’m very pleased to hear that,
Isobel. Thank you.” He had been stroking her arm while he spoke,
and it felt as though her skin was burning where his fingers
touched. “Now continue with what you were going to tell me,
please.”
     
    She had almost forgotten that she had
been about to say something to him, but Isobel pulled herself away
from concentrating on the feeling of his hand on her and
concentrated on her words instead.
     
    “To be honest, the spanking didn’t
really do anything for me.” She felt herself blush at her words,
and once again she couldn’t believe that they’d come from her
mouth. “I mean, I know that it was supposed to be a punishment, and
maybe it was supposed to turn me on as well, but it didn’t do
either of those things.” She smiled cheekily. “Maybe I really am a
hard ass.”
     
    “Hmmm. Maybe I should rethink my
tactics.” Tyler’s eyes twinkled down at her and he dropped another
brief kiss on her upturned mouth. “Thank you for being so candid
with me, Isobel. Unfortunately it leaves me in a little
dilemma.”
     
    She raised her eyebrows at him
questioningly.
     
    “Well, the spanking was supposed to
have been a punishment for your deception in getting the job.
Correct?” Isobel nodded slowly. “But, from what you have just said,
it didn’t really work. So, the question I ask myself now is, if
spanking won’t work, do I move onto the next thing?”
     
    Crap. She hadn’t really thought that
one through very well, had she? Isobel could have kicked herself,
but there was nothing she could do now, and she definitely couldn’t
take back what she’d said.
     
    “I’m sure you’ll do whatever you feel
is right, Sir.” Maybe if she sucked up to him he’d be lenient with
her, she thought hopefully.
     
    Tyler chuckled. “I always do, my dear.
I always do.” He walked over to a shelf and removed something from
it. With his back still to her, she watched as he squared his
shoulders and took a deep breath. “Place yourself back over the
desk please, Isobel.”
     
    With a sigh she did as he asked, and
wondered what he was going to do to her this time, and if it would
have any kind of effect on her. She placed her upper torso on the
desk with her feet planted firmly on the floor. She decided to be
good this time and not try to peek at what Tyler had in his hand,
especially as he had obviously decided to use something other than
his hand as a punishment.
     
    She felt his hand smoothing over her
ass again, and she couldn’t help the little wiggle of her posterior
that she gave. “Be still!” She stopped moving as soon as Tyler said
the command, anticipation once again making her nervous, but not
afraid.
     
    There was the briefest of pauses, and
then Isobel felt the air around her move and heard a ‘thwack,’ and
her world exploded into stars. “Owww!” She couldn’t help the squeal
that escaped her surprised lips, or the next one as in quick
succession Tyler brought the implement down again.
     
    The next strike hit her on the
lower-most curve of her ass cheeks, catching her unawares and
bringing tears to her eyes. She was also shocked to realize that it
actually felt good, and her clit gave a little throb as it pulsed
to life.
     
    “How does that feel, slut?” She felt
the warmth of Tyler’s breath against her face as he bent his head
down close to her to ask the question.
     
    “It f-feels…” Her words broke off