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This caught her off guard. "Control me?" she said reflexively. What the hell was he talking about, controlling her. He'd never spoken to her like that before, and it certainly wasn't part of how they interacted. "I don't understand," she said, looking him in the eye.

He stood up, shortening the space between them further, deliberately close, but not moving closer. "This goes beyond what happened last weekend. You've been a little unruly for the past few weeks now, and it's been quite a distraction. It seems we keep," he slowly reached out an took hold of her upper arm, "bumping into each other." He pulled her forward so she was no longer leaning on the door.

Her pulse began to race. Her initial reaction had been one of indignation, but now she was just confused. What was this crazy set of signals she was getting? She wasn't exactly sure what was happening, but her unease was coupled with a strange sense of arousal.

"It almost seems like it's happening deliberately, like you've been trying to get in my way." He paused, letting the silence go just a little too long. "What am I supposed to do with you Lisa, spank you like a little girl?" he asked smoothly, smiling at her.

She felt herself melt when he said this. In the back of her mind she wondered how he knew, but the thought was buried beneath the swirl of arousal and trepidation enveloping her. Still holding her arm he moved her forward to the desk. He released his grip but kept his fingers around her, gently pulling his hand all the way down to her wrist, which he pulled forward to place her hand on the desk. "The other hand too, please." She did as she was told.

He stood back a step from her, giving her space while she stood their prone, her palms flat on the desk. She looked over her shoulder at him and asked with a half smile, "You're not really going to spank me, are you Mr. Evans?"

He reached out with an open palm and lightly placed the tip of his middle finger on the back of her bare thigh below her shorts. The tiny sensation of his touch shot through her like a bolt, catching her breath. "I think you deserve it, don't you Lisa?" Slowly, he moved his finger upwards across her skin, over the edge of her shorts, and up her backside, where he traced a little circle around the curve of her perfect cheek. He let his finger wander across the spandex indentation to the other cheek, as her breath became audible in the small closed room. He added his other fingers to the delicate massage he was administering, allowing them to squeeze now and again as they explored.

'"Do you think you deserve it, Lisa?" He leaned his face down towards her ear, his nose pressing into her curls. "Tell me you need a spanking, Lisa, and I'll give it to you. If you don't think you need one, however, we'll stop right now."

"I need a spanking, Mr. Evans," she panted, far more unsure of herself than he'd ever heard her.

The full flat of his hand was now caressing her entire butt. "Are you scared, Lisa?" he asked soothingly. She shook her head indeterminately, not really sure herself if she was or not. "You shouldn't be scared," he said, giving her ass a firm hard squeeze, digging his fingers into her tight flesh, causing her to gasp. "You'll only get what you know you deserve, then everything will be ok." He raised his hand back a foot or so and gave her a light swat, keeping his hand in place and squeezing. Rubbing across to the other side he lifted his hand and repeated the motion with a bit more force.

"See, that's not so bad." She was breathing heavily, almost moaning.

"You're being a good girl.

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