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little, and her eyes popped open, mortified at how obvious she was.  Val chuckled darkly. 
    “I appreciate the sentiment, darling, but this isn’t going to be about what you want right now.  This is going to be about discipline.”
    “Darling?  I thought I was your slave?” she blurted out.  Instantly she knew she made a mistake.  This time there was no chuckling or playfulness—his aura shifted in a second.
    “Rule three,” he said, his voice as hard as steel.  “The slave shall not talk back to the master or speak when she is not spoken to.  There’s another infraction.  My, my, Serena—five punishments.  And I only have ten minutes until my next meeting, too.  You’re being a very disobedient slave.”
    Val flipped her thin skirt over her, exposing her ass to the chilly air of the office.  Serena shivered, but kept her mouth shut, reminding herself of her contract.  One of Val’s hands grabbed her ass, caressing its plump softness, as the other slipped a finger underneath the lace thong.  He carefully avoided going any further, frustrating Serena beyond all thought.  She just wanted him to touch her, but he knew that.  And refused to give her the pleasure.
    “Look, Serena,” Val chuckled.  “Look how wet you are.  And without my permission to be such a slut either.  We’re going to have to give you quite a bit of discipline, aren’t we?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she answered.
    “Good, you’re learning.  Hopefully this will help you learn just a bit faster.  One.”
    Before she knew what was happening, she heard a sharp slap as his hand fell down on her ass cheek.  She began to yelp but big down on her tongue, wary that would count as talking back.  Instead, she focused on the pain of the slap that burned on her ass.  Remember it , she told herself.  Use it to learn .
    “Hm,” said Val in a throaty voice, almost like a growl.  “You’re taking this very well.  Are you sure you’re a virgin?”
    She turned bright red and he laughed again.  “Don’t worry, darling.  I know you are.  But I know something else, too—and that’s that there’s something nice and twisted inside of you.  You don’t even know it, but I can see it now.  Look how wet you’re getting—you love this.”
    Did she?  She bit her lip.  She didn’t know.  But she did know that her clit was throbbing right now, and she couldn’t remember ever being as turned on as she was right now.
    “Two.”
    The second slap was just as sharp, and Serena focused on the sensation of it.  It wasn’t the pain that turned her on, really, it was the force of it.  She had never felt something so strong.
    “Three.”
    One more slap, with Val’s strong hands keeping her down and keeping her ass up and open to him.  Serena felt the cool stop of the desk kissing her cheek, contrasting to the sharp sting of her slapped ass.  God, this was good.
    “Four.”
    This slap wasn’t much harder, but it was louder, and the gravelly, sexy tone of Val’s voice just made it better.  Serena wondered if she didn’t want to disobey him more just so she could feel this again.  She never knew she would love something like this, but she couldn’t deny it now.  It consumed her.
    “And five.”
    The last slap came, and he caressed her ass lovingly. 
    “You took that very well, Serena.  I wish I could rip these panties off of you and fuck you as a reward.  You’ve earned it.”
    She couldn’t speak.  She was struggling not to cum.  That would embarrass her more than anything, to admit he had such power over her.
    “Unfortunately,” he sighed, “I’m a very busy man during business hours, so we’ll have to put that off until tonight.  Get off the desk and make yourself presentable.”
    Serena obeyed while Val watched, once again leaning back with that cocky, bemused smirk.  When she was done, she twirled once upon his order so he could inspect her. 
    “Good.  No one will know what a filthy slut you’ve