“Dinner is in ten minutes, so this will have to be a quick punishment. Do you remember your safeword?”
I nod, “Leather.”
“Good girl,” he says, and I feel a flutter in my stomach.
“And if you can’t talk?” he asks, smirking.
I flush redder and avert my eyes. “I tap three times,” I say.
“You’re a quick learner,” he says wryly.
“Now take off your skirt and hand me your panties.”
“Wh—” I start to ask.
“Just do it,” he says. The cold tone of his voice sends a shiver of excitement up my spine. I decide that now is not the time to test Dante, so I do as he says and strip off my jeans and black thong.
He extends his hand and I reluctantly hand him my thong.
“Over my lap,” he says.
Dante’s taken a seat on my bed, so I have a pretty good idea of what’s coming next. I lay my trim body acros
