Chapter Fourteen
Bobbie
Bobbie stood naked, her hands bound behind her, in front of Travis’ desk.
“That will be all, Jason. Thank you.”
“Yes, sir,” Jason said, turning and leaving the office.
“Was your spanking sufficiently painful this morning, Bobbie?” Travis asked.
She looked up at him, nodded, and lowered her gaze back to the floor.
“What do you think it taught you, Bobbie?”
Keeping her eyes downcast she mumbled, “I have to do what I’m told.”
“Speak up, Bobbie!” he demanded.
“Disobeying is getting me nowhere,” she said, loudly.
“Very, very, very good,” Travis said. “You’re making progress, Bobbie.”
“Is that what you perverts call it?” she said.
“Come here.”
She looked up questioningly, and took a tentative step closer to the front of the desk. He pushed his chair back sl
