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he’d tell me you hadn’t learned your lesson and that I’d better give you a review course.”
    She made a face. “No, thanks.”
    “Like it would be up to you,” he murmured, his voice deep and husky.
    Glancing up, she saw both of his eyebrows were up as he stared down at her. “No, I suppose not, sir.”
    If he doesn’t stop talking like that, I swear I’m going to come again. Apparently I’m a total slut for his voice.
    “So we’ll agree I’ll remind you not to piss me off, and you won’t insult Jack to his face.”
    “Agreed.”
    “I know you need to get home.”
    Motioning her closer, he turned her around and unfastened her collar. He held it up so she could see it.
    “I’ll call you to make arrangements for our next playtime.”
    “Sounds good, sir.”
    With a gentler kiss than before and then a slap to her sore ass, he let her leave. After she got home, she removed her clothes and fell into bed. Her butt still hurt, but she resisted putting aloe vera gel on it. First, he hadn’t given her permission, though she wasn’t sure he even understood whether or not he was supposed to, and second, maybe the burn would keep her focused this week. She had a feeling it would be there for a couple of days, at least until Tuesday. Rolling over onto her stomach, she grabbed her pillow and was asleep in minutes, completely sated and her mind at ease.
    * * * *
    Ryan wasn’t so lucky when he got home. He’d allowed Lisette to leave without taking care of the monster hard-on he’d gotten from disciplining her, and was paying for that ill-advised choice now. She had been tired, and he hadn’t wanted to push his luck. He’d tried to will his dick down, but it clearly wasn’t listening since it was leaving little trails of precum on his belly.
    With a sigh he reached down and grabbed his rock-hard erection, quickly spreading the precum around to lubricate his way before starting a series of hard pulls. He wasn’t in the mood to tease himself tonight, and anyway, he’d already come once. Despite that, he needed to take this edge off so he could sleep in peace.
    He thought about what Lisette’s ass cheeks had looked like as they’d turned pink and then red under his hand and hairbrush. He actually had more than one hairbrush in his bag but had chosen not to tell her that so she wouldn’t go rooting around for the one she preferred.
    And the view between her legs? Ryan groaned, and his dick jumped. She’d gotten noticeably wetter and more swollen as the spanking had continued, and he’d thought about making it even longer to see if he could make her come again from a spanking like last time. Since he really wasn’t punishing her, though, he’d decided against it. Instead he’d gone with a cross between an erotic spanking and a punishment. Oh, he hadn’t gone easy on her, but he figured if she was an experienced submissive—even one out of practice, so to speak—she’d be able to handle a decent spanking. And still she’d surprised him and come simply from being spanked. Incredible.
    Ryan imagined sinking his cock between those hot ass cheeks and finally seeing what anal sex felt like. As soon as he’d made the decision to take her in the ass sometime, his orgasm flared to life, shooting cum all over his hand. He grabbed a couple of tissues from his nightstand and cleaned himself up. By the time he was done, he could feel sleep closing in, and tossing the used tissues on the floor, he fell blessedly asleep.
    * * * *
    The next day, the phone rang while he was reading the Sunday paper and enjoying his second cup of coffee. He picked it up. “Hello?”
    “Ryan?”
    “Yes.”
    “It’s Lisette.”
    He set down his cup with a thump. “Oh. Hi.”
    “I know you said you’d call me, but since I’m going to be in and out all day, I thought I’d take the chance of calling you instead.”
    “You can always call me.”
    “Okay. I wasn’t sure. Anyway…”
    She cleared her throat, and he grinned,