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    “Be here by six o’ clock.” I hung up
    By 5:55 Claire was at my door knocking. She knew I did not tolerate tardiness, personally or business wise. I let her in and she kissed me passionately. She definitely looked great. She wore an army green trench coat and her hair high on her head in a bun. She was a little darker than most girls I got involved with, a caramel colour that didn’t bruise as easily as I would like it to. She had a harder time adjusting to my slaps, she got much harder slaps. The black and white gym bag over her shoulder informed me she was naked beneath her coat, already I was feeling an erection. She had hurried passed and into my play room. I took my time before going in, in my socks and underpants only. I did not feel like having her strip me herself tonight, I needed to be buried deep inside her soon; Veronica’s legs were dancing for me now.
    I shut the door behind me, and her relaxed form went rigid. She had been waiting in the corner furthest from the bed and closest towards the doorjamb to the extended bathroom. I knew she liked it best. I had had to drill lower eyeholes for bolts for her, like I said I preferred taller women, and they usually wore heels. Claire was normally barefooted. She was now as well, only wearing a black lace thong that lacked fabric in the crotch area, her collar and her hair in a ponytail. She looked so small in my big room. There were no windows; I had redecorated my loft as soon as I bought it to suit my needs. I had installed padding and much heavier wood. This room was sound proof, it suited Claire’s type fine she was a screamer.  This room was the largest of the three, the master bedroom that always made me chuckle it was way too coincidental. It was painted in a navy blue that was so dark in poor lighting could easily be mistaken to be black. But this room had impeccable lighting, bulbs were installed into sockets in the high roof, they lined and illuminated along all four walls and eight made a square in the centre of the room. I had not wanted to have a strictly bondage bed so I had altered my bed myself. Installing a railing above that went all the way around four ceremoniously carved posts. A mirror was affixed above the bed, perfect vision. With royal blue satin sheets it almost looked like a regal lovers' room. I also had a small chest of draws, a padded bench and a comfortable chair in the room but the metal full body bondage harness stood out the most.
    Walking over to her, I grabbed her by the ponytail. “Let’s go Slut” on her hands and knees she crawled to the side of the bed head down, resting on her heels when I stopped her. I had already laid out my chosen equipment for tonight; my paddle, some rope and a thick bar of wood to help restrain her arms. I chose the rope and the bar,
    “Up!” She stood up.
    “On the bed and on your belly” she did as she was instructed, laying face down in the centre of the massive bed. I took hold of both her ankles and dragged her until her legs were touching the floor and half her body was on the bed. Her plump ass looked ready for a spanking. I rest the rope and bar on the bench and picked up my black leather wrapped paddle instead.
    “I hope you’ve missed me, I know this is what your slutty ass deserves for cheating on Adam” With that I initiate the first blow to her ass. It released the familiar smacking sound that was lost in the midst of her yelp. She was too loud for my liking.
    “Shut up and stick your tongue out! Hold it with one hand and bring the other around your back!” She did as she was told and I took her hand into my free hand. Another, then another, by now she had been digging her nails into my wrist. She knows I liked that. I put the paddle down, and drag her to the ground by her hair, her eyes were shut tight and I could see the streaks of tears on her cheek. That made me want her, she had not caved, she had taken my paddling much better this time; she