APOV

I grab Christian's hand and I'm dragged after him into his bedroom, where he takes a seat on the bed straightaway and pulls on the belt of my robe. I shrug my shoulders to let the robe fall down and obey Christian, when he demands to put myself over his knees, which makes me cringe on tiptoe. I never was beaten as a child, so I don't know what to expect now.

„Count!", he instructs me with a stern voice, while putting his hand on my ass. But as he is becoming more and more serious the situation appears ever more ridiculous to me. I mean he is 30 years old after all. Does he do this to his employees, too? Hasn't he learned other frustration management techniques than outdated punishment methods from the late fifties? I have to giggle, but then he strikes me on my buttocks for the first time. Owie!

„One", I say and bite my lip to not burst into laughter. It's a piercing pain indeed, but I'm sorry, it's ridiculous. Yet he lunges out once again and lets his hand fall down on the spot, which is certainly red already. Fuck!

„Two", I sing in a high voice and giggle. As a role-play it would be interesting, but he means business, which causes exactly the opposite effect.

„Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten." He seems to be done, because he helps me up. Now I kneel next to him on the floor, careful not to sit on my bottom, and look him superiorly in the eyes. My ass is on fire, I grant, but I experienced much worse in my life. Two births for example.

„Do you feel better now?", I ask him innocently. He nods slightly, so I crawl a bit forward, so that I kneel directly in between his legs. Then I look up at him and ask further:

„Do you like beating little, petite, disobeying brunettes?" He looks at me incredulously but nods once again. I crawl a little further on and straddle his lap, while shifting my whole weight to his upper body and therefore force him on his bed. Then I lean a hand next to his head into the mattress, while my other hand guides his hand slowly higher along my thigh. I whisper in his ear:

„Does it turn you on that my skin is being red as a token of my punishment?" He swallows and just whispers a „Mhm!", while he massages my buttocks with both his hands. I have to concentrate to not laugh out loud. I rub my middle against his and move my lips quite close to his.

„So do you want to screw me before I go to the symposium?", I whisper alluringly.

„Fuck, YEAH!", he barely gets out before he nearly begins to hyperventilate. I move my lips along over his and enjoy the moment, where I have him by the balls, when I drop my bombshell:

„What a bummer that my headache just got worse!", I say and stand up to look for my clothes.

„WHAT? NO! No, no, NOOO!", he nearly cries while sitting up and looking at me horrified, that makes me giggle again.

„No kidding, my head is throbbing and I have to go back to my hotel room before driving to the symposium! Shortly after the symposium I have to attend Josè's exhibition and otherwise, I don't have the chance to change", I say while bracing myself for my walk of shame.

„Taylor brought you some decent, new clothes!" Christian says and points to some shopping bags.

„Taylor?", I ask confused.

„My driver", he explains to me.

I look at the bag and have to say, that a black pencil skirt and a blue blouse are a way better choice now, so I nod and put on the outfit while thinking about the fact, that a stranger bought underwear for me, which fits like a glove. But clean underwear is better than used ones, so I like it! In a final step I tie a scarf around my neck and when I'm ready, I kiss Christian and say goodbye.

„Wait! Taylor will bring you to the symposium!", he cries after me while I'm looking for the exit.

„No thank you, I'd rather hail a cab! That's more discreet!", I say when the elevator doors open and I step in. Christian looks slightly desperate.

„Will I see you once again today?", he asks drained. I give him a once over and lick my lips.

„I'll call you if I can …slide you in!", I say and wink, before the doors close and I have to laugh out loud.

Being in a good mood I leave the building and try to hail a cab. After five minutes I'm successful, but when I approach it, my good mood suddenly turns sour.

„Hey cutie, I so knew you couldn't get enough of me!"

‚Fuck, this will be a looooong ride!' I think to myself and sigh.

Pielietje - I'm so sorry ;).

Guest #1 - Yeah, Ana was lucky this time. She sure needs some punishment ;D.

Christian618 - Of course it was him ;D. Well, now she knows he's free, that changes everything!

joan . goldman . 9 - Yes and yes ;)

pdb1115 - Sorry, no lemon because no time ;D But at least there is time for a little spanking!

malugargula - Of course it's him ;)

ashley . mercer . 16 - Well, let's hope she got scared that much that she never does it again ;). You can decide wether or not he bought that pony, the story will end before we know it ;)

Guest #2 - Thank you so much for my 500th review! There will be one last tiny bit of drama, but then it's finally over ;)