“You – disagreed – with – me – didn’t – you?”

“No!” She shouted at him. “I didn’t.”

“Yes – you – did!”

Emma shook her head fiercely. “No.”

“I told you that you had a beautiful body and you denied it? Didn’t – I?” He punished her. Emma nodded.

“Answer – me!”

“Yes! OW! OW!” Emma complained sobbing.

“What else?”

“There was nothing else!” She cried out in frustration.

“What – about – lying – to – me?”

“I didn’t!”

“Liar!” He spanked her right thigh.

“Ow. Don’t.” She pleaded with him.

“I told you your fantasy and you denied it, didn’t you?” He smacked the other thigh.

“OW! Yes, yes. Please stop. Please.”

Ignoring her pleas he added, “Anything else?”

“No.”

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“Liar!” He spanked her across both cheeks.

“OW! I ruined your trousers.” She sobbed, pulling her cheeks together hard, tensing them against more pain to come.

“How?” He smacked her again.

“Ow. Ah God, don’t it really hurts. Please?”

“Tell – me!”

Emma took a deep breath before sobbing. “I…I…”

“What?” He cracked the hairbrush down on the centre of her right cheek turning it scarlet.

“OW!” She sobbed hard as the tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I came!” She shouted at him. “I came on your trousers.” She went limp, her whole body exhausted.

“Good girl.” He told her as he put the hair brush down on the carpet and gave Emma one more hard smack to each cheek, top, centre and bottom, finally ending with one to the top of each thigh with his hand. Emma sobbed quietly, lying submissively across his knees.

He allowed her to stay still for a few minutes while he rubbed the creamy white flesh above and below the scarlet areas, moving his hand from her lower back to her shoulders and from mid thigh to below her knees, as far as he could reach. “Good girl.” He repeated as his hands stroked her skin caressingly to the other leg. Her tears were subsiding now she was beginning to realise that the spanking had ended. Her flesh was burning and she desperately wanted to rub her bottom but was too exhausted to reach her hand back and attempt to do so. “Good girl.” The boss murmured bending forward to kiss each reddened cheek. He felt Emma squirm under his touch. “Come and give me a cuddle little one.” He told her gently, helping her to her feet and placing her on his lap.

She seated her crimson bottom over his knee so that nothing was touching her sore flesh. She hung both legs over his thighs and put her arm around his neck to steady herself and buried her face in his shoulder. He put his arms around her waist and cuddled her close to him, stroking her hair and kissing her cheek as she wept the last of her tears.

“Ssh.” He murmured gently to her as her tears touched his neck and rolled down the collar of his shirt. His tender words made her cry even more. “Ssh, it’s all over now.” He reminded her. She clung to him tighter, her breasts pushing against his waistcoat, as she seemed to be trying to get even closer to him.

“Ow.” She murmured as she shifted uncomfortably in his lap and brought her hand around to rub her red bottom. Knocking her hand away gently The Master said, “Let me rub it better for you.” He felt her nod against his neck but she didn’t comment or look at him. He felt her flinch as the palm of his hand cupped her bottom and his thumb stroked the skin softly. She wriggled against him unconsciously as his hand made larger, longer strokes over the area.

Without thought she brushed her lips against his neck and writhed against him moaning her pleasure softly to this stranger. His hands wandered from her bottom, tracing the outline of her hip and ribs to find her breast. He moulded it gently in the palm of her hand, brushing over the nipple with his thumb. Her lips parted against his neck and he could feel her warm breath as she gasped her delight against his skin.

Reluctantly leaving her breast, his hand followed the same pattern back to her bottom and cupped it. “Time to go.” He whispered in her ear.

“No!” She said almost angrily. He chuckled and said.

“Now you become submissive to me?” She blushed deeply and hid her face against his neck embarrassed. Picking Emma up in his arms by swinging her legs around his back, he stood up and faced into the room. He lowered her legs to the ground and kept his arms around her waist as he watched people make themselves decent ready to leave.

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