SCOTT

Reneé remained standing in the display position until I returned. Her body still quivered when I touched her core, waiting for me to find out what I was going to do with her or to her. I could hear my slave cumming in the bedroom, her moans muffled by something in her mouth; I suspected a fat cock.

I sat down on the couch and called her to me. She came and knelt down at my feet.

"Yes, Master," she whispered. "How may I serve you?"

"Have you ever been spanked?" I asked.

"Not since I was a child," she said, trembling.

"I will not force a spanking on...