Page 7 of Bosses Brat

He has a point.

I give Ms. Hall a sharp tap on the ass to get her attention.

“No coming, Ms. Hall,” I tell her.

“What? As if!” she scoffs.

“We’ll see.”

I let the blow fall with a resounding crack.

She screams, and the ruler breaks.

Fuck, that’s satisfying.

“FUCK!” Rhylie is immediately up and trying to flee, but we had anticipated that she might, and Bennet pushes her back against the desk with a firm hand on her back.

She settles - without complaint which surprises me - and doesn’t use the safe word.

Okay. I’m impressed. Time for round two.