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Crap
.
“
No
,
”
I
squeak
.
“
I
think
you
did
.
What
did
I
say
I
’
d
do
to
you
if
you
rolled
your
eyes
at
me
again
?
”
Shit
.
He
sits
down
on
the
edge
of
the
bed
.
“
Come
here
,
”
he
says
softly
.
I
blanch
.
Jeez
…
he
’
s
serious
.
I
sit
staring
at
him
,
completely
immobile
.
“
I
haven
’
t
signed
,
”
I
whisper
.
“
I
told
you
what
I
’
d
do
.
I
’
m
a
man
of
my
word
.
I
’
m
going
to
spank
you
,
and
then
I
’
m
going
to
fuck
you
very
quick
and
very
hard
.
Looks
like
we
’
ll
need
that
condom
after
all
.
”
His
voice
is
so
soft
,
menacing
,
and
it
’
s
damned
hot
.
My
insides
practically
contort
with
potent
,
needy
,
liquid
,
desire
.
He
gazes
at
me
,
waiting
,
eyes
blazing
.
Tentatively
,
I
uncurl
my
legs
.
Should
I
run
?
This
is
it
;
our
relationship
hangs
in
the
balance
,
right
here
,
right
now
.
Do
I
let
him
do
this
or
do
I
say
no
,
and
then
that
’
s
it
?
Because
I
know
it
will
be
over
if
I
say
no
.
Do
it
!
my
inner
goddess
pleads
with
me
.
My
subconscious
is
as
paralyzed
as
I
am
.
“
I
’
m
waiting
,
”
he
says
.
“
I
’
m
not
a
patient
man
.
”
