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the wall clock and realize I have just enough time to get to the last practicum of the year before holiday break.
    When I pull into the parking lot twenty minutes later, I’m met by two other instructors who look surprised to see me.
    “Glad you’re joining us, Xander. Are you here to play tonight?”
    “Most definitely,” I respond as I lock my car.
    Seating myself at the end of the long table and in my old spot, I feel at home. It’s been nearly a year since I sat here, facing trainees. The women from my lecture look surprised and excited to see me participating in tonight’s events. I, on the other hand, am uneasy about being here. Bella is still prevalent on my mind and my harsh words and actions towards her are eating away at me.
    The first demonstration begins and I sit silently watching and taking notes on an enthusiastic, young lady who is getting spanked. She does so well at conducting herself during her faux punishment, she then gets anally penetrated by another instructor as per her request. Her moans of pleasure are only mildly distracting but I lose interest quickly and jot down a few notes and criticisms.
    Bella – eyes the color of the deep blue sea; a mouth the shade of cherry blossoms in bloom.
    “You’re up, Xander,” a voice cuts in.
    No, I’m not up. In fact, I’m far from it. I should be aroused at this point and ready to educate my student, but I’m not.
    Moving in front of the saucy redhead, I proceed to bind her tightly to the spanking horse face down in preparation of teaching her how to accept punishment and pleasure properly. I reach for my usual preferred implements, including a violet wand and a long yard stick. I fire up the wand delighting in the crackling electrical sound it emits. I’ve missed it, but surprisingly not as much as I thought I would.
    Bella Darcy.
    Concentration is imperative in this scene, and I push the gut wrenching image of her disappointed eyes out of my head.
    After swatting the woman’s ass and experimenting with the wand on her for nearly 20 minutes, I realize I must now reward the red-haired woman for her subdued obedience. She’s squirming uncomfortably and yearns for release, but still, I’m completely unaffected by her lusty groaning. I rub her bottom briefly and whisper words of encouragement and praise into her ear and her whining gradually dies down. This is so wrong. Next, I slide my fingers into her wet cunt to seek out her G-spot, and I’m overcome with guilt and nausea. This is so horribly wrong.
    Pulling my fingers out quickly, I step back and motion for another instructor to take over. He looks perplexed as do the other apprentices who are watching. Excusing myself, I wash my hands of the betrayal I just committed against Bella and stare at my own reflection in the mirror, disgusted with the forlorn look on my face.
    Damn Bella Darcy for bewitching me so completely.
    I’m falling for this woman.
     
     

Chapter 6
    Five days into Christmas break, I can’t take being without Bella any longer. I make up some excuse to call her and have her brought to the office under false pretenses of a work emergency. When she arrives, she looks decadent and delicious, like a piece of ripe fruit waiting to be plucked from the vine and eaten. She stands in the doorway of my office, watching me guardedly – no doubt because of our last interaction and my asshole conduct.
    “Mr. Pettifor, is everything okay?” she asks, concerned.
    “No, not really. I haven’t eaten in a week,” I grouse.
    “I’d be happy to help you with that, Sir,” she replies calmly as she walks to my desk, laying herself out for me to feast on her.
    My heart beats rapidly at her submission. What makes her willing to give herself so freely to me? What have I done to deserve her submission to me? Not a damned thing. Stop over thinking things, Xander, and accept this arrangement for what it is – absolutely fucking perfect.
    Wanting to enjoy the moment, I remove her shoes and peel