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    “I don’t think so, sweetheart. Who’s your dom?”
    “Uh? I don’t have…”
    A grin split his dark face as he pulled her closer. “Then you need one. Come on, I’ll be happy to top you tonight.”
    “Let her go, Jim. She’s with me.”
    Morgan’s relief at Jack’s timely arrival was short lived when she looked up into his furious face. “Jack, I…”
    “Quiet.” Pulling her to his side with a hard arm around her shoulders, he spoke to Jim. “Aren’t you here with Karen this weekend?”
    “Yeah, I am. I thought I’d reward her for being such a good little sub lately with a threesome.” Nodding towards Morgan, he added, “She said she didn’t have a dom, so I assumed she was available.”
    “She’s not. As a matter of fact, she’s not even supposed to be here.” Jack looked down at her with cold eyes. “And now she’ll be punished for disobeying my specific orders.”
    As Jim walked away with a chuckle, Morgan tried to pull away from Jack. “Damn it, Jack, let me go. I’ll go back upstairs.” Panic started to set in as he grabbed her hand and hauled her over to a vacant sofa.
    Sitting down, Jack held her hands tightly while he glared up at her. “I warned you, Princess. I told you the time would come when you were going to have to face the consequences of your actions.”
    With a jerk, Morgan found herself face down over Jack’s hard thighs. She was still dressed in just his shirt, but she wasn’t even allowed that small amount of modesty. Cool air hit her buttocks as he flipped the shirt up, exposing her to the entire room of strangers. Mortified, she screamed and struggled against him to no avail. “Let me up, Jack! I promise I’ll stay upstairs, just let me go.”
    Holding her in place with one arm across her shoulders, Jack swatted one buttock hard, raising a bright red print. “No, and the more you fight me, the worse it’ll be for you. Would you rather I strapped you down on one of the spanking benches?”
    From what she had seen, the equipment was all at one end of the room, with lights on them and even more people milling about, watching. “No, don’t you dare!” Just the thought of having her big butt exposed that way brought tears to her eyes. “Please, Jack, don’t.”
    Jack almost relented at the teary plea in her voice, but hardened his resolve. It was way past time the little princess grew up. “Ten, Morgan. And quit struggling or I’ll add to it.” He swatted her again, hard, raising a matching red imprint on the other cheek. She had a beautiful ass, soft and round, her pale skin blushed easily under his hand.
    Morgan couldn’t stop from crying out at the next swat. Turning her head away so she couldn’t see the people walking by, smiling at her predicament, she fought tears as Jack smacked her again, and again. He wasn’t gentle and these were anything but erotic love taps, she thought as her ass burned with each blow, his hand large and hard as he covered every inch of her buttocks before moving to the top of her thighs. Which was why she was shocked when he finally stopped and rubbed her abused flesh softly, to realize she was wet and more than a little turned on. When his fingers lightly grazed her damp, swollen pussy, she couldn’t hold back a moan of need. The heat in her buttocks had quickly spread to her pussy, much to her embarrassment. When he flipped the shirt down, turned her over and cradled her in his lap, she buried her red face in his shoulder. She didn’t know what mortified her more, being spanked in front of people, or being turned on by both the pain and the humiliation.
    Regret filled Jack as he cuddled Morgan’s soft body against him. He shouldn’t have punished her like that. Knowing she wasn’t in the lifestyle should have made him at least consider taking her upstairs and dealing with her in private. But he had been so angry when he had turned from releasing to see her in the club room, blatantly ignoring his orders, that he