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only reason you got me into that position last time was because I didn’t have any choice.”
    “It was all against your will? You did not enjoy yourself at all?”
    Katherine stared at the floor. She could not meet his penetrating gaze and lie. “No, I didn’t. I felt used.” That last part was not a lie, she just omitted that she liked being used.
    “I guess I imagined it when you came? Kitty, don’t you realize lying will only get you punished?”
    “I am going to go now,” Katherine said haltingly. Her pussy was beginning to throb and she had to get out of there now—before she couldn’t. This was like one of her nightmares, but it was happening for real.
    “I don’t think you want to go. You just can’t admit it.”
    Katherine turned and reached for the door. Mr. Gardner stood and was across the room in a heartbeat. Mrs. Gardner remained kneeling by the chair. Katherine got the door open, but Mr. Gardner slammed it shut with an open palm. She spun to face him. He was just inches away.
    “You should let me go.”
    “But that’s not what you want.”
    Katherine swallowed hard. “Yes, it is.”
    “Give me your hand.”
    “What? Why?”
    “Give me your hand to show me that you want to stay. Stop lying and resisting, Kitty. The only person who doesn’t seem to know the truth is you.” He pressed against her, pinning her to the door.
    Katherine couldn’t breathe. Mr. Gardner was such a strong physical presence that her head spun and she couldn’t think clearly. She kept trying to tell herself, You have to get out of here! But that little voice in her head became smaller and smaller. His breath on her cheek gave Katherine chills and she couldn’t help remembering how he touched her before and the intense feelings he stirred in her. Like it was moving on its own, Katherine's hand rose and she placed it in his.
    “That’s what I thought, Kitty,” he said, clearly pleased with himself. “Why resist what you really want?” Mr. Gardner led her back to the chair, took Mrs. Gardner’s leash in his other hand and led both women into the playroom.

five
     
     
    “Get out of those clothes,” Mr. Gardner ordered his wife.
    “Yes, sir,” Mrs. Gardner cheerfully replied, untying her blouse at the waist and throwing it off. Katherine didn’t understand why she had gotten dressed at all if this was the plan. Beneath the blouse was what looked like a leather, string bikini top, except the cups, which barely covered Mrs. Gardner’s large breasts, were split in the middle to reveal her dark pink nipples, which Katherine was shocked to see were both pierced with shiny, thick barbells. She was so surprised she barely noticed as the woman finished stripping. Thigh-high fishnet stockings, crotchless leather panties and the high boots were all that remained. When Katherine finally looked down from Mrs. Gardner’s pierced nipples, she saw the panties were pulled so tightly that smooth, pink lips showed through the slit in them.
    “See how well my pet obeys? You will learn to do the same, Kitty.”
    Katherine somehow doubted that. She certainly could never see herself in a get-up like the one Mrs. Gardner was wearing. She stood near the doorway of the playroom with her hands clasped in front of her. Her brain still screamed that she had to run, but she was a statue. A need burned inside of her, and more than that, a curiosity. It went against everything she’d been raised to believe, but Katherine wanted to be there and explore these weird feelings.
    “First off, you have to be punished for not coming when you were called. I should not have had to send my pet to fetch you.”
    Even Katherine was surprised when she quietly answered, “Okay.” How could the thought of another spanking both frighten and excite her? She didn’t have enough experience to understand.
    Mr. Gardner snapped the leash and his wife dropped right to her knees beside him. She seemed to know what to do without verbal instruction because