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slap to her already tenderized rear stopped the small rebellion in its tracks.
    “I didn’t ask if you wanted to, young lady,” he said in a firm, no-nonsense tone.
    Max soon found herself standing bare-bottomed, nose in the corner with a flaming backside. As she stood there sniffling, she wanted to rant and rave about the injustice of it, but knew deep down the spanking was deserved. The thought of what she’d done to Rafe of all people made her want to weep anew.
    Forget dating; now he wouldn’t even be her friend. While she’d known she really didn’t stand a chance with the handsome head of security, at least until now, Max had been able to keep her fantasy alive. But now, she felt its loss keenly.
    Still, she knew crying over it would have to wait until she was alone in her apartment. Besides, I have enough to cry about at the moment, she realized as she reached back to rub her scorched bottom.
    Before she even touched it, her hand was intercepted and another sharp smack landed on her tender cheeks. “No rubbing.”
    She’d been so wrapped up in her thoughts that Max hadn’t even realized Rafe was still standing right behind her. Her humiliation was complete; not only had he spanked her bare bottom, he was standing behind her watching it jiggle as she tried in vain to wag some of the sting out of it. She felt her shoulders slump in defeat and a deep sigh sounded behind her.
    Max gasped when she heard the sound of his belt sliding through pant loops and she spun around to face him, pressing her belabored bottom to the corner as if to protect it.
    “No, Rafe! Please… I can’t take anymore,” she wailed passionately.
    “You can and will take every bit of what you’ve earned, Maxine. I told you I thought it would be just deserts for you to get exactly what Amanda got in the story and she finished with a taste of the belt,” he said resolutely.
    Max felt her face blanch. Amanda had finished with twenty-five licks of Jack’s belt. She knew for sure because she’d read the scene through at least eight times. It was hard to believe that earlier today she’d found it a delicious scene to read, because now Max didn’t think she’d ever read another spanking story as long as she lived. Reality had a lot more bite!
    “Bend over the edge of my desk, Maxine,” Rafe said quietly.
    She studied his face, looking for any softening of his features. There was none and Max knew she needed to buck up and take whatever punishment he gave her.
    Under his stern gaze she marched up to the desk and laid her torso across it, telling herself she was woman enough to take her punishment. A wistful little thought of what it would be like to always answer to Rafe this way made her shiver a little.
    “Good girl, I’m proud of you,” he told her after she’d positioned herself.
    Max was shocked by the swell of pride that filled her at his words. She watched over her shoulder as Rafe doubled the belt in his hand and placed a hand on the small of her back to hold her in place. “Twenty-five and we’ll be done.”
    Max closed her eyes; she’d known it was too much to hope for that he hadn’t actually read the scene. Her eyes flew back open the instant the first line of fire fell across her vulnerable backside.
    The next ten fell in quick succession; obviously Rafe didn’t want to drag this out.
    Max was gasping for air as his belt left unbelievable heat in its wake. Another ten fell rapidly across the tops of her thighs.
    Max sobbed across the desk. “I’m sorreeee… please… I’m sorreeee…”
    Rafe applied the last five to her sit spots almost one right on top of the other, then dropped the belt to scoop her up into his arms. “Shhhhhh, baby, it’s okay. It’s all over.”
    He crooned softly as he carried her to his big desk chair and sat with her cuddled in his lap. Max wrapped her arms around him and sobbed into his neck. “I’m sorry, Rafe… I know I was stupid…”
    “Shhhh… all is forgiven.” He