“Panties off, please.”
I looked up from my book – what? Panties… Oh. Um. Okaaaay.
I stand up, “Yes, Sir.” Slide my hands up under my skirt and tug my panties down. He is watching me and I feel quite awkward. I push the silky panties – not quite a thong – over my thighs, but they slide down my lower leg quickly. That sensation makes my pussy clench, anticipating what is to come next.
“I want you in the corner,” he says.
“In the corner? But Sir – I – I haven’t done anything…” and my voice trails off as I realize what I’m saying is probably not my best choice.
He smiles. “And now you have,” he says. “Corner time.”
Everything in me wants to protest – this is so unfair. How can he do this? Just interrupt me like this and expect me to –
And I sigh. Making my way to the corner, I face the wall. Behind me, he lifts my skirt, tucking it into the waistband, exposing my ass.
He is standing close behind me, I can feel the heat of his body warming me.
“What is your first rule?” he asks.
“To obey you, Sir,” I respond quickly. I know the right answer, of course I do. It’s just easier to say than to do sometimes.
“Are there any exceptions to that rule?” he asks.
“No, Sir.”
“Even if you’re reading?”
In my mind, I sigh, but I answer respectfully, “No, Sir, not even if I’m reading.”
“Tell me the whole rule,” he says, “What did you agree to?”
“Yes, Sir. I agree to obey your directives immediately, quickly, and with alacrity, regardless of time, place, circumstance, or what I think about it.”
“Very good,” he says. “Did you do that just now?”
“No, Sir.”
“Exactly. You did not. There are consequences. I think 10 minutes in the corner, a good, hard spanking, and writing out your agreement to obey 20 times in your Reminders book will be enough. Now, step back from the wall, open your legs – there you go, just a bit wider – and lean forward so your nose is in the corner. Yes, very nice.”
I hear him start the timer and settle himself on the couch. Feeling very chastened and a bit uncomfortable in this position, I am still aware of the heat between my legs. I hate how much these sudden discipline sessions turn me on. And I hope he will let me suck his cock when we are done.
Olivia 
I hope so too
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Your comment made me giggle. And blush.
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Well those both are things that made me smile 😁
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💜
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Thank you for bringing some excitement to my morning, my dear friend. Such a lovely tale! I wish I could just nudge her aside and take her place in the corner… XOXO
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Believe me, nora, it was my pleasure! I wish I could take her place too… and I’m glad you enjoyed it! 💜
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By the way… I love that you used alacrity in this story. Such a GREAT word! XOXO
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Thanks!! It kind of surprised me, but I love it too!! 💜
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Nicely erotic and well written Olivia.
Somehow I’m certain he will let you suck his cock when he has finished your spanking!
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Thank you! I’m so glad you enjoyed it. I hope you’re right and I do get permission… He can be very stern sometimes… 💜
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Stern is good – as well as caring of course.
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Yes! That’s a great combination.
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And he is obviously a gentleman. ‘Panties off, please’ is a very gentlemanly instruction. But certainly expecting the instruction to be obeyed promptly!
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Definitely a gentleman Dom! 😊
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this is a hella hot 🔥 post. You write beautifully.
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Thanks so much!! I really appreciate that. 💜
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Punctuation is so important: I misread your reaction to his initial demand as ‘What panties?” 😲
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That’s funny. Definitely have to appreciate punctuation. Thanks for the laugh.
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