Club Endless Fantasy (Haremworld)

“Oh?” Harmony looked down and I saw her cheeks flush. “Well, I mean—mostly everything.”

“Okay, spill it.” I tossed my laptop the side. “What kind of shit are you into?”

“It’s—kind of personal.” Harmony swallowed hard and shifted nervously on the couch.

“Nope, we tell each other everything.” I scooted closer to her. “You’ve never kept anything from me, or at least I thought you didn’t.”

“It’s…” Harmony started to rub her fingers together and finally lifted her head. “Do you remember when we were in college, and I started spending a lot of time on the computer? Late at night after you went to bed.”

“Yeah, you were struggling and trying to make sure your assignments were perfect. I remember that.” I nodded and tilted my head. “Wait, was that not what you were doing?”

“No.” Harmony blushed again and shook her head. “That’s actually where I met Devlin.”

“Wait, you knew Devlin before Angelina introduced you to him? I thought it was just Nate and Connor that you knew before Angelina started you on your journey.” I felt the intrigue inside me building.

“I didn’t know Devlin’s name back then. I just called him… Master.” Harmony swallowed and her lip twisted into a grimace.

“Wait, you’re into…” I blinked in surprise. “You like to be tied up and shit?”

“Sometimes.” Harmony nodded nervously. “I like other stuff too—stuff that Nate and Connor really have no interest in.”

“Okay, well you’ve told me too much to stop now.” I focused all of my attention on Harmony.

“I like to be spanked.” Harmony’s face twisted into another grimace.

“That’s not very strange. I think everyone likes it a little rough sometimes.” I shrugged and shook my head. “I mean, I’d probably try it if the guy was into it.”

“Not just rough.” Harmony shook her head back and forth. “I mean, I like him to pull my panties down, put me over his knee, and give me a real spanking.”

“Oh my god.” I blinked in surprise. “That—doesn’t sound pleasant.”

“I guess our desires don’t exactly align like Angelina thought.” Harmony shifted on the couch and started to stand. “I should go to bed.”

“Wait…” I reached out and took her hand. “I’m sorry I made you tell me. I didn’t realize it was that personal.”

“It’s okay. I’m not ashamed of it or anything, I’ve just never really told anyone outside of the guys who share my bed.” She shrugged and sighed. “Now you know my dark secret, which means I’ll have to kill you if you ever think about telling anyone.”

“I’m more afraid of you sending Devlin to spank me than kill me.” I looked up at her and a slight smile formed on the edge of my lips. “I love you, Harmony. Your secret goes in the vault with all the rest of stuff we’ve never told anyone else.”

“I love you too.” She exhaled and finally smiled. “Don’t stay up all night writing your report.”

Harmony’s secret lingered in my thoughts as I started writing my report about Hal’s Pub. I had no idea she was into the kinky stuff. It had never really piqued my interest, but it was a little intriguing as I thought about it. Would I really like something like that? I certainly didn’t like the heavy-handed birthday spankings I got every year while I lived at home, especially the one that my stepfather gave me on my panties the year my dress betrayed me and flipped up when he tossed me over his knee. My family thought it was hilarious, but they weren’t on the receiving end of those hard smacks. Getting more than that? Having my panties pulled down so my ass could be really spanked? That didn’t sound like much fun at all.

Although I might like being tied up—if it was someone I really liked.

“Is your report ready?” Jessica walked up to my desk before I was even seated.

“Yep, I’ve got it all typed up. Should I just email it to you?” I looked up at her and plugged my laptop into the docking station.

“No, the bosses want you to print it out and go upstairs.” She nodded and tilted her head. “You might want to put on another layer of makeup, though—you look like you haven’t slept in years.”

“Ugh! I was up all night writing this report!” I dug a mirror out of my purse. “Why do they want me to bring the report to them? I thought that was your job.”

“Oh, they want more than just the report.” Jessica raised her eyebrows and smirked. “This will be a presentation.”

“A presentation!?” My jaw fell open. “I don’t have anything prepared—I don’t have any slides!”

“You’ve got an hour.” Jessica looked at her watch. “Well, less than that now.”