He placed a proprietary hand on her lower back as he led Dani from the Cafe into the interior of the Club.

“Nervous?” He asked her.

“Mmm…a little, I guess. More excited, really.” She said over her shoulder.

Grayson enjoyed the view as she preceded him up the stairs. They found the room they’d allotted and went inside.

“Window open, or closed?” He asked.

At the Club, there was a large observation window so the scene could have an audience if they participants were fine with it. This was still part of their negotiation.

She glanced at it then at him. A corner of her mouth curved. “I’d better get used to it being open, shouldn’t I?” She asked.

“Open or closed?” He repeated.

“Open, Sir. Please.” She answered and sat down in the office chair while raising her legs in a very nice pose. “What happens now, Sir?”

He leaned against the desk. “Well, we need to discuss the parameters or limits on this scene.”

She nodded. “I’ve read you preferences and they align very well with my own. Your limits are the same as mine, no blood, no scatological, etc. I know you wish to spank me or paddle me or use your belt. I agree to that…and I agree to sex afterwards in any fashion you’d prefer. If I meet with your approval, of course.” She grinned.

“You already have or we wouldn’t be here, Dani.” He grinned back at her.

She wriggled a little and smiled wider. “Thank you, Sir.”

They discussed how to start the scene and where it might lead. She made some interesting suggestions that showed she was really a willing participant. Dani had a thing for threes. She was the one who wanted to go three levels into the punishment part.

“I’m curious why you want to end in that way, Dani.” He told her.

She looked over at the desk, where she’d be ending up over it. “Because that’s the way I want my Dominant to take me for the first time.” She said very quietly. “I want…to feel the submission.”

Grayson’s cock hardened at her blatant admission. He wouldn’t insult her by asking if she was sure. Her eyes said she was very sure, and he began to picture her with his collar around her neck. He dismissed it as being too soon yet.

Dani proved to be a very good actress which made it so much more enjoyable. She came in to ask why she’d been summoned and, when told what was going to happen or she was fired, her eyes truly held a light of distress and confusion. Of course, she relented and moved to his left side.

He guided her over his lap and she took position very well. “Do you remember my preferred position?” He asked.

She nodded and moved to show him. Her feet pointed out and down so it arched her legs and ass very well. “And no flinching or clenching or it doesn’t count, Sir.” She whispered.

“That’s right.” He said. “Good girl, Dani.”

He felt her shiver slightly. “Thank you, Sir. I want to please.”

He could feel that she truly did but they hadn’t started yet. Would she take so readily to what happened now? Only one way to find out. Enjoying the pleasure, he pulled her hem up further to the small of her back. His left hand began to trail his fingers up her thighs and over her curved cheeks.

Dani let out a soft purr. “Does it..ruin the scene if I say how good that feels, Sir?”

“Not at all…and I’m glad. Good girl for making this such a lovely, spankable bottom.” He patted it possessively.

She wiggled it slightly. “I’m pleased you like it, Sir.”

Grayson could have gone back into character but thought they both knew this was a pretense to get it started. He raised his hand and began to spank her. Smack after smack after smack, he liked the resistance to his palm and spanked harder and faster now. Carefully, he watched for her reaction.

Dani’s breathing elevated quickly and soft whimpers and, yes, moans began to come from her. The girl actually arched her ass higher for him!

“Very good girl.” He murmured to her.

“Th-th-thank…you, Sir.” She stammered out and her voice was sounding a bit distressed.

He didn’t stop but told her, “We will use the color system. Green means you’re good, yellow means slow down, Red means stop right now. Understood?”

She nodded.

“And your color now?” He asked.

“Mmmm….ooooh…greeen, Sir. A very hot bottomed green, Sir.” She told him.

“Oh, I’ve just started, Miss Dani.” He chuckled and began to flick his wrist now.

“OH…oh god….yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir. I’ll…I’ll be better.” She began to sniff and cry openly now.

“We’ll see.” He told her. It had been in his dossier that he enjoyed begging even when the submissive knew it would do no good.

Dani remembered and begged and pleaded most earnestly while he spanked her soundly. Her bottom was now a nice, dark red and she still held position for him. He slowed and began to caress and rub the redness.

He could hear the soft tears from Dani and she made no effort to hide them from him. She knew he enjoyed them. He’d been clear he was a sadist and she’d approached him anyway. The proof of the pudding or rather the pussy would be now. His fingers trailed over and down her crevice to the very warm and very wet place he found.

“Did you enjoy your spanking, Miss Dani?” He said in surprise.

“I…I…I didn’t meant to, Sir, but…yes, my body betrays me. I feel so very…aroused right now.” She said as if it were indeed a shock to her.

“We’re both adults and you’ve consented thus far…you won’t get out of the rest of your punishment, Miss, but…it doesn’t have to be completely unpleasant.” His fingers ticked up her slit and down.

“Ooooohhh.” She moaned. “No, Sir. It doesn’t. I…I give you leave, Sir. Do with me as you will, but…promise me I’ll still work…under you?” She glanced back with heated eyes.

“Oh, you will, Miss Dani. I will work you very hard.” He grinned.

“I agree and accept, Sir.” She smiled at him.

He moved onto the next stage which was to bring out a nice, wooden paddle that looked like a hairbrush. Patting in place, he used that to warn her it was about to begin. He heard her take a slow breath in and out then nod. Excellent girl, he thought.

The paddle was much louder and her cries much stronger now. She did wriggle a little and started to drum her toes into the floor but still held position. It made for glorious pretend that she was trying to fight this.

“I do enjoy the toe drumming, good girl.” He told her.

She nodded, unable to speak well right then, and did it a little more often. When she did, he would concentrate on her sit-spots. There began to be two white circles on each cheek where she would be bruising soon afterwards. It was here he slowed. “Color?” He asked.

“G…g…grreen.” She sobbed.

“If I paddle you any more it will break the skin.” He warned her.

She shrugged. “Ggggreeen, Sir…truuuly.”

Still. He stopped and began to rub more gently this time. She howled a little as he rubbed the white circles but then quieted down to a soft moaning. His fingers went to check and she was even thicker in her juices than before.

“Up you go, stand before the desk, Miss.” He smacked her bottom with his hand.

She yelped but obeyed. The dress fell down over her aching behind and she shuddered but before he could say anything she looked over at him.

He’d be damned but the little vixen gave him a smile.

“Thank you for my spanking and paddling, Sir. I am learning my lesson and know it won’t be the last one.” She bit her lower lip. “I am…pleased…to accept your correction.”

Grayson’s blood burned a little at her openness for him. Her use of words was excellent. He wanted to claim her in every way possible right then, but he knew that was coming.

“We might as well dispense with the dress, don’t you think?” He asked.

She nodded. “Of course, Sir.” She glanced behind him and her eyes widened slightly but she didn’t pause as she reached down and pulled the dress over her head.

He glanced back to see the observation window was filled with an audience and they looked very pleased.

“Over the desk, please.” He commanded.

“Yes, Sir, of course, Sir.” She said as she bent down over it and grabbed the other side.

…to be continued.