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stood before him, my heart pounded, and I could feel the heat of my
arousal between my legs. I was almost ashamed at how turned on I was.
    "You were
looking for excitement, and now you have it. Grab the belt and undo it. Yes,
like that." I felt the top of the robe open, and I felt the air lapping
against my stomach as I pulled the robe fully open. I bit my lip as I looked at
Aiden. I wondered what he thought of my figure.
    "Good. Now slip
the robe off your shoulder. I want you to focus on how the cloth feels against
your skin as it slides away. Then, I want you to focus on me, and how I'm
looking at your body. Look into my eyes as I watch the robe opening over your
breasts, exposing your nipples. They're quite hard right now aren't they?"
    "Yes."
    "Pull the robe
down to your waist and let it fall to the ground. Focus on the air against your
stomach and between your legs.” I could hear the robe hit the floor, and I felt
like all of my senses were heightened. “Good, now pick it up and hand it to
me.” I bent over and grabbed the robe.   I watched as Aiden admired the curve of my back as I bent, as he looked
at my breasts and my hips. I held the robe forward as I stood back up.
    Earlier, when I had
been in front of him in the pool, I had been nervous. I had felt like I was out
of my body and watching what I was doing, but as I stood in front of Aiden in
his study, I felt something different. I wasn’t ashamed of myself. I wasn’t
modest. For a second, I though that this must be the kind of thing a person
like Kelly did. I felt sexy, confident, wanted. I didn’t know what Aiden was
going to do with me, but I didn’t care. I was so turned on. I was ready for
anything.
    I was so turned on by
the way he looked at me that I looked right back at him, up and down the length
of his body. I wondered if he was getting hard. I could see the bulge of his
cock beneath his pants. I just couldn’t tell if he was starting to get hard or
if he were just that large. Either way, I wanted to find out.
    At the same time, I
had another thought, a thought without real reason, a thought I found even more
arousing. As Aiden watched me stripping for him, I imagined that someone else
was watching us. Through the window or from another room—it didn’t
matter. I was just turned on by the idea that I was being forced to put on a
show, that Aiden and whoever else could see my body and get turned on.
    But that was just a
fantasy. Why should I worry about that when I had a handsome and very willing
man right here in the room with me? I looked at Aiden and awaited his next
instruction.
    “Good, now I want you
to bend over the ottoman.”
    “Why?” I asked.
    “I’m going to spank
you.”
    “Seriously?” He had me naked and turned on and he wanted
to spank me? I knew what I wanted him to do, and it wasn’t spanking. If he
were half as horny as I was, he would want much more than that. It had been a
long time since I had had sex, and Aiden seemed like a man who knew how to
please a woman.
    I knew I shouldn’t be
as turned on as I was, standing naked in some stranger’s house, following his
commands, but I couldn’t help myself. He just had a hold on me, like his words
had placed me in a trance. I wanted him, and I wanted him to want me just as
much.
    Aiden looked at the
robe and then tossed it across the room. “Bend over the ottoman, Emily. I
promise, you’ll thank me for this later. Now kneel in front of the ottoman and
place your head down.” I did as he said. “Good, now spread your knees
slightly.”
    Aiden stepped behind
me and ran his hand across my ass.
    “Do you know why I’m
spanking you, Emily?” He raised his hand and brought it down against my soft
skin with a forceful whack. The sound echoed in my ears as I registered the
pain. It felt… strangely good, like Aiden was scratching an itch I hadn’t known
I had.
    “Because I trespassed
on your property.”
    “Wrong.” Aiden said,
slapping me again, the sting taking my