asshole had hurt her.
“Let’s sit down and talk.”
“No. I have to go.” She didn’t wait and
left before he had a chance to stop her. When she walked out the door she’d
taken his heart with her. The pain stabbed him in the chest and he wouldn’t
ever be the same.
Chapter Five
Lisa sat at her desk and prayed Roland
didn’t come in today. Of all days she wanted him to work from out of the
office. It had ripped her heart out to leave Roland’s hotel room over the
weekend. She had promised him the weekend and couldn’t even get past the first
night. Maybe the fantasy she had was just that a fantasy and best left there.
The rest of her time, she’d second-guessed herself. She had voicemails and a
few texts from him he wanted to know if she was okay, but she hadn’t returned
any of them. A coupled of times she tried to call him and hung up before she
dialed the rest of this number.
When he strolled in and went to his
office, her breath caught. Damn it. Why had she gone and fallen for him? She’d
never fallen hard for anyone before, but of course when it happened it had to
be with a man she couldn’t be with. It served her right. A man who wanted a
woman to submit to him, and she’d bailed so fast on him. Wanting to be spanked
would have to stay a deep dark secret she never let out—ever. That would
be too much control.
Her
mind wondered back to the night her ex had tried to dominate her. She had
shared with him about her desire and he said he would try. He told her to lie
on the bed and went to town on her ass. There had been no gentleness. He had
smacked her behind until it was beat red and so sore that she couldn’t move.
She had bruises for almost two weeks.
“Stop.”
Lisa cried out as he landed the blow to her ass. She couldn’t take the pain
anymore. It rushed through her body and felt like someone had ripped her bottom
in half.
“Shut
up. You wanted me to be in charge. That means I get to do it as hard or as soft
as I want to.” He pressed a hand to her back and held her down as he rained
down three more blows.
Lisa
had screamed louder and once he let her up she couldn’t roll over. As he rounded
the corner of the bed, she dug down deep and got up. She faced him ready to
tell him to get the hell out, except he beat her to it and kicked her out of
the place they shared. But, not before he called her all kind of evil names for
this fantasy that she had. She came out of her memory and shook her head.
“Lisa, my office, now.”
Time to get this over with. She walked in
and shut the door behind her, and then took a seat across from him. He stood
and walked to the end of his desk and rested against it. Her heart beat wildly
against her chest as she waited.
“What happened?”
She shrugged her shoulder and hoped he
bought what said. “I’m not made to be a submissive.”
“Bull shit. Now tell me the truth. Did I
do something wrong?”
She wished that had been the case, so
could tell him yes and be done with all of this. He hadn’t done anything wrong.
This had been a mental block for her—a thing she wouldn’t be able to get
past. “No, sir.”
“Then what is it? Talk to me. I want to
help you.”
She nervously laughed and shook her head.
“No one can help me. I had a bad experience with an ex and spanking bothers me
now.”
Roland crossed his arms. “What did he
do?”
“He abused his power, kicked me out, and
then drained my bank account.” Pain flowed through her body as she remembered
what her ex had done to her. She’d openly asked him if they could try a
dominant/sub relationship, and he’d gone and turned into an asshole. Deep
inside of her heart she knew that Roland would never do that to her. He would
never do anything close to what her ex had.
“How did he abuse his power?”
She took a breath in and braced herself
to tell the short story of what had happened. “He beat my ass so hard that I
couldn’t sit down for two weeks. I was black and blue