back in his voice. He stood up, effectively dumping me from his lap, and grabbed a keyring from the desktop, fitting a small silver key in the locked bottom drawer. He removed a black fabric bag, and from the recesses of that bag pulled out a slender black dildo.
“That doesn’t look much like punishment, sir,” I said, testing the limits. A sharp smack on my ass silenced me.
“Bend over. You know how.”