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baby.”
    Natalie blushed, knowin g the truth he’d so boldly voiced. She looked around as if someone might hear. Even knowing, they were entirely alone behind the privacy panel of the limo.
    “I’m not going to spank you. That’ s your punishment,” he announced, his eyes emotionless.
    Natalie felt disappointment, and a sinking feeling came over her. She’d pushed him too far. It had seemed like a good idea at the time. Well, actually, she’d done it on impulse and hadn’t thought it through at all.
    “Next time you think up a prank like that,” he stated flatly, “you better consider the consequences.” And with that, he tapped on the glass, letting the driver know to take them home, and leaned back against the leather seat, rubbing his temples.
                 

6 – Control And Submission
    The day Natalie moved in, Sara served a delicious lunch on the patio. After eating, they toured, room by room, discussing what could be done with the penthouse. Tanner wanted her to redecorate. One room would make a perfect studio for her. She could work on her designs without interruption.
    Most important, Tanner wanted to create a playroom. He had the emerald green trunk full of sex toys , which he took joy in surprising her with. But, he didn’t have a private room, like he did in Milan and Paris.
                  Natalie was to rectify that. She was to create the room. Tanner seemed overly excited about it, which wasn’t like him. The idea was that she could make a room she felt comfortable with, and include items she wanted to have for them to use. She’d, literally, be telling Tanner what she wanted him to do with her, merely by the design and stocking of the special room. And, that excited him.
                  As they stood in the room intended to be converted for their future sex play, it seemed like the perfect time to bring up some questions Natalie had. She sat on the sofa and Tanner sat beside her. He’d already moved the polished, emerald toy box into the room.
    “Can I ask you something?” She started.
                  Tanner turned to look at her directly. “Depends, what did you have in mind?
                  “How many women have you been involved with, before me?” Natalie had asked this before, but he had never answered, to her satisfaction.
                  “I don’t see why that matters,” he replied, exasperated to have to talk about his past, which didn’t matter.
                  “It matters to me. I cannot change the past. And I’m not jealous. I just want to understand you. I know you mentioned the group that was involved with bdsm. Something molded you, the way you are. Who, or what, was it?”
                  “Baby, listen. I had sex before you. Plenty of it, but not as often as you imagine. I worked a lot. My father was training me. We traveled a lot and I wasn’t free to take off whenever I desired.
                  The longest relationship was with Aime, like I told you. We were compatible, sexually, that’s all. I’ve never been married, and I’m not sure I’m the marrying type.
                  There were several other women, submissives that I tried out. I hate to sound callous about it. It was sex, the way I like it. No one stands out. I never had a serious relationship. That’s what you want to know, isn’t it?
                  Natalie had him talking, and took the chance to find out more. “Yes, and I want to know what kind of things you did with those women.”
                  Tanner ran his hands through his thick, dark hair and sighed, deeply. “A lot, I did a lot with them. Does that satisfy you?”
                  “Like what?” Natalie held her ground.
                  “Like the things we do. Only….”
                  “Only what?” Natalie demanded.