9

Dolly

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

I just wanted to escape.

Can I go back to work?

No.

Can I go back to my apartment?

Probably not.

Am I completely alone in the universe?

After this, yet.

Still, I thought I’d be able to get away.

That’s proving to be untrue.

“You should be scared of me, Dolly,” he says, and the truth is that a part of me is. Oscar is a very powerful man. He’s part of a powerful family that does powerful things.

“Why?” I ask.

“I told you not to speak unless you were apologizing.”

“Or begging.”

“Ah, so you can listen.”

Once again, I fall silent.

Yeah, I can listen.

No, I don’t want to.

I’m also not sure what’s happening to me right now. I’m sprawled out over my boss’ knee, and he’s staring at my bare ass.

Should I feel embarrassed?

Yes.

Do I?

Absolutely.

Do I hate the feeling?

Not as much as I thought I would.

Humiliation mixes with excitement as I feel his hands on my skin.

Does Oscar know that he’s basically massaging me? When was the last time anyone touched me like this?

Wait.

Have I ever been touched like this?

There was Mark, but he always just started fingering me. He never traced little lines over my skin the way Oscar is. Becky was great, too, but she always wanted to jump right to sex. She didn’t do the thing where she just took her time.

I hear a smack before pain registers in my ass.

“Stay with me, pet.”

“I’m not your pet.”

“You are now.”

More heat washes over me.

The pain from Oscar’s smack spreads out from my bottom, but I don’t hate it. It’s not as bad as I thought it was going to be. I kind of like it.

And he’s right.

I was getting lost in my own head.

“I’m going to spank you now, Dolly.”

“I thought you just did.”

“That wasn’t even your warmup, baby.”

I’m quiet for a second.

“Do you understand what I’m saying?”

“Why?” I ask.

“What are you asking, Dolly?”

“Why are you going to spank me?”

“How many reasons do you want?” Oscar says.

I can list a few, and he does, too.

“You abducted me.”

“That wasn’t me.”

“You led me out of the office. You’re an accomplice.”

Yeah, that much is fair.

“You didn’t save me when you could have. When we stopped at the apartment, you helped Craig.”

Again, true. I didn’t really feel like I had a choice. I also didn’t really know what I was supposed to be doing.

So I made the wrong choice.

I’ve done that a lot in my life. Haven’t I? I’ve had options, but chosen wrong. That’s why Craig turns to me. He knows he can manipulate me, and he knows I let him. I hate that about myself. When I started working for Oscar, I thought I was being offered a chance to be a better person.

Smack.

This time, I cry out.

“I told you to stay with me.”

“I’m not going anywhere.”

“You are in your head, baby, and I don’t want you spacing off.”

“You can’t control my mind,” I say.

“I can control whatever I want tonight, and what I want right now is to spank you, punish you, and humiliate you.”

“Why?”

“Because you’re a troublemaker and a brat,” he says.

“I’m neither of those things.” My cheeks heat.

“You’re both, but that’s okay. I’m going to beat your ass, and then I’m going to kiss the fuck out of you.”

I didn’t consent to this. That’s what I start to say, but then he starts spanking me, and my words disappear.

I close my eyes, and my body goes limp in his lap.

At first.

I’m flat across his knees as he smacks me over and over. I melt into him, and the pain starts to come in waves.

Then I start to fight.

I wiggle, but he holds me in place somehow. I think he has an arm on my back. Despite my wiggling and kicking, he keeps right on spanking me.

“Give up,” he says. “Give up and learn your lesson.”

But I don’t want to learn my lesson.

I want to be free.

“Please,” I say.

“There we go,” he says. “I knew you’d start begging.”

Tears are pouring from my cheeks, and I can’t bring myself to stop. I want him to stop spanking me, but there’s also a part of me that loves that I’m finally crying. When was the last time I actually cried? I don’t even know.

“That’s it, pet. Let it all out.”

I realize that I’m sobbing loudly as he spanks me over.

And over.

And over.