Page 27 of Delicious Surrender
“Indeed, you did. But you must have known that your behavior would have consequences?”
“Well, yes, but…” She faltered, unable to look at him.
“And yet you did it, anyway. So either you crave punishment, or you need more motivation to follow the rules.”
Her face flushed as he went on.
“In my club, we have these specific rules for a reason.”
She nodded.
He stood and paced back and forth, taking sips of his room temperature scotch. “Our members pay handsomely for helpful, pliant, beautiful young women to serve them. They pay for the privilege of flirting, teasing, and even spanking them when necessary.”
Seizing the moment, she blurted, “Could you maybe just spank me instead of firing me?”
He stopped mid-stride, his eyes glittering down on her.“You haven’t seemed to grasp that it is your job to follow orders eagerly, however tiring or humiliating they might be.”
She waited, not sure what he would do next.
“If you still want this job, you will have to be punished properly. Tomorrow evening, we will let our guests know that you’ve been naughty, and they’ll get the chance to paddle your behind in the Pareo playroom upstairs.”
Brynne’s eyes widened.
“You’ll wear a leather collar that has the name tagBad Girl, and since you cannot seem to control your errant mouth, I may decide to make you wear a gag.”
Brynne sucked in a breath, shocked at his words. Her clothes felt unbearably tight, and she shifted uncomfortably.
Gage went and sat behind his desk and ran a hand roughly through his hair. He looked as out of sorts as she had ever seen him.
She wrestled with acute embarrassment. “Thank you for the second chance, sir.”
“This is youronlychance, Brynne. I don’t waste my time with novices. Now get your ass out of my sight before I change my mind.”
She scrambled for the door as fast as her legs would carry her. She was almost through when he said, “By the way, have someone show you where the service lift is. I don’t expect you to run up and down the stairs with my food.”
She nodded and shut the door.
“Well, shit. It would have been nice to know about the elevator two days ago.”
Changing quickly, Brynne packed up and was out the back door in ten minutes. Once in the taxi, she checked her messages. Three were from Jared, and one from her dad, who was traveling around the Maritimes with his new wife. Every few weeks, he would send an update on their adventures. Brynne was glad he had found companionship after all those years alone.
Jared asked if she was working Saturday night because he was called in for a shift. She rubbed her forehead at the thought of him being there and possibly seeing her get punished.
Brynne:Hey J. I’ve missed you. Lots to tell you. I fucked things up today.
Jared:What happened?!
Brynne:Long story :-(
Jared:Uh-huh, did Master G take you over his knee?
Brynne:OMG. No, but I wish he had. He’s going to let others spank me tomorrow instead.
Jared:Oh shit.
Brynne:FML. I’m such an idiot.
Jared:Did you lose your temper??