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    “Naughty girl,” he purred, swatting her bottom lightly. “I tell you I am going to take you to dinner and you decide to put on a silk sheath with no underwear and tell me no? Did you plan on teasing me and sending me away unsated, brat?”
    Ellie blushed as his palm swatted her rear none too gently. He was right, of course. If she’d not wanted to see him she could easily have locked her door and not opened it. Or she could have worn sweatpants and told him to go away. They both knew that she had prepared for his arrival in ways small and large, but she was glad to not have to verbally admit that part of her was hoping for another session of the kind that had taken place in her office.
    “As my pet, you can expect spankings most days,” he informed her as he continued slapping her bare bottom lightly. “Whether you’ve done something to deserve it or not, I want you to know that you can always be spanked if I see fit.”
    “That’s not fair!”
    “No, it’s not,” he agreed, running his fingertips down the crevice of her ass to spread her cheeks, casually inspecting her tight little bottom hole.
    Ellie squirmed and whimpered, uncomfortable with how very exposed she was. He was looking at every part of her, running his fingertips over her lower lips, spreading her outer labia to expose the entrance to her body. She half expected him to look her in the mouth and determine her age from her teeth, but instead Daniel focused his attention on her pussy and rear, lightly spanking her cheeks to a tingling sting that was more pleasant than painful.
    The warmth of the alcohol was mixing with the warmth low in her belly to make her wet, a fact Daniel noticed when he began to lightly swat her lower lips, his fingers making brief but stinging contact with her pussy.
    “Fortunately for you, you rather enjoy being spanked,” he noted. “Is it because you like having a hot bottom, or because you know you’re a naughty little girl?”
    “Um, neither?”
    He chuckled and swatted her cunt a little more firmly. “Both, I think, and more. Now, to the rules. First of all, you will call me master or sir.”
    “Why not just make it simple and have me call you God Almighty… ow!”
    She squealed as Daniel’s long fingers made very sharp contact with her lower lips.
    “These are real rules, Ellie. I expect you to mind them, not mock them.”
    “Well, maybe you shouldn’t make them so mockable… ow ow owww !”
    Daniel started spanking her bottom hard and fast, his palm making her cheeks jiggle with every slap. She bounced back and forth over his lap, hips bucking and squirming as he painted her ass bright red.
    “And you’d better learn to mind them at work too, because I will spank you in the office if you deserve it.”
    “That’s going to really put a dent in productivity. Not that you care.”
    The comment earned her another barrage of swats that made her squeal, kick, and wriggle, none of which did any good. Daniel kept hold of her now naked form without any difficulty, plying his palm over her reddening cheeks with a determination that outweighed her brattiness.
    Finally, Ellie had enough. Her butt was feeling as if it were swollen, her heated cheeks somehow larger for being sore.
    “Okay!” she squealed at the top of her lungs. “Okay, I’ll be good!”
    “Oh, is that right? We will see about that, I think.”
    “You don’t believe me?”
    “Do you believe you?”
    Ellie silently admitted to herself that he probably had a point. Obedience was not her strong suit, but with a blazing ass as motivation she could probably manage to behave herself at least as long as he was in her apartment.
    “I brought something with me in hopes you’d agree to the arrangement,” Daniel said. “To give you a taste of what it means to be a pet. This will be your first serious test of obedience.”
    Something in his tone made her senses tingle.
    “What?”
    She had forgotten about the black bag settled next to him.