“It looks as though you’re going to be here a while, Merrilee,” he said looking out to the lake, a sheet of snow quickly covering the world in white.
I gazed out numbly, still wishing Matherly would end the session with s*x as he had so many others, and I was almost in tears with his next order.
“I’d like you to stand in the corner with your skirt raised so I can see your ass while I work. You’ll stay there until I tell you otherwise.” Then, as though this was no big deal for him, he returned to his desk, sat down and proceeded to work on his computer while I struggled to follow the command.
My legs were aching as much as my ass by the time my stint in the corner was over. Nearly four o’clock, I’d been there well over an hour. As succinct as usual, the dictatorial man jarred me loose
