Possessed by Passion (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 9)

He laughed, making her feel better about the accident. “You must pay for this, sub.”

“Shall I write out a check, Sir?”

“Not with money, baby.” He laughed again and sat down on the sofa, pulling her across his knees with her ass in the air. In this position, she could feel his thick, ten-inch cock pressing on her belly. “Five whacks ought to do it. Count them for me, sub.”

“Yes, Sir.” She was giddy with anxious anticipation, remembering how fun it used to be with him.

He gently caressed her bottom. “God, it’s so good to touch this perfection again.”

“Thank you, Sir. It feels nice to have you touching me, too.”

He laughed. “Don’t try to smooth talk me out of this, sub. You broke my lamp.”

“Yes, I did.” She grinned, feeling the need to be disciplined by him. “I’ll clean up that mess. I’ll get dressed and go get the broom out of the utility closet.”

“It can wait. I have other things I want to do with you first.”

“But I need to pay for that, Sir. I understand that and I always pay my debts.”

“That’s good.” He brought his hand down onto the center of her bottom, delivering a nice warm shiver that settled deep inside her core.

“One, Sir.”

“Excellent. That covers the light bulb.”

She giggled. “Was it an LED or a CFL?”

“No questions from the sub.” Another slap from his hand landed on her left cheek, which stung more than the first one.

Wonderful. “Two.”

Dustin cleared his throat. “Two, what?”

Damn, I forgot. “Two, Sir.”

His hearty laugh had a mix of levity and a whole bunch of male desire, which made her heart melt. “That covers half of the shade.”

She bit her lip to keep from chuckling.

The next slap to her ass landed on her other cheek, sending her into a dizzy state of need. Her pussy got even wetter when he ran his hand over it.

“Three, Sir.”

“You just paid for the shade. Good job, baby. It’ll take two more to pay for the base.”

“I understand. I was bad.” Softening her voice to sound as submissive as she could, she said, “I have to pay my debt, Sir.”

He laughed again, leaned over, and kissed both cheeks of her ass. “God, I have missed you.”

The next two whacks came right after each other. Slap. Slap.

She moaned with delight, feeling the heat spread from the marks he’d given her to the rest of her body. Her clit began to throb and her pussy began to ache.

“Four. Five. Sir. But wasn’t it a very expensive lamp?”

He flipped her around, so that now she was staring up into his eyes.

He grinned and shook his head. “Now don’t you start trying to top me from the bottom, baby.” With one hand, he retrieved the condom he’d placed on the side table and with the other he pinched both her nipples, one after another, over and over, until they began to throb. “Have you forgotten what kind of Dom I am?”