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She si at hiirl"

Wow, she really felt like a secretary As she crossed the club and walked down the the the stereotypical look Her black skirt hugged her butt ht have bought for herself Without a bra, her nipples made dark points under the thin lasses--without lenses--were great

The hall contained people observing scenes through the large s The lanced in, then winced A Doht line down one side of her submissive’s muscular back The man flinched with each puncture, but from his expression, he was in a happy place

Linda felt envious Not of the piercing--heavens, no But the subspace She felt as if centuries had passed since she’d played with Sam

As she opened the door, she saw him and felt that inexplicable bounce of her heart He waited beside a fancy oak desk in a roo cabinet stood against one wall A chair sat in front of the desk A couch and coffee table were near the far wall

After donning the suit coat she’d fetched, he gave her an approving smile "Miss Madison, I’m Sam Davies, the CEO of Pain International" He held his hand out

"Ah" Right Get with the program She shook his hand "I’ht to the interview"

Interview? She blinked, then shrugged and took the hardwood chair in front of the massive oak desk At least she wouldn’t have to pretend to take notes in shorthand

After seating himself behind the desk, Salasses to peruse the contents He was so, so sexy with glasses

He nodded to himself as he read When he frowned at another paper, her hands turned cla for a job Finally he looked up and pinned her with a keen gaze over the top of his glasses "AChildren in college How ive you?"

Huh He really ood children, aside froaze chilled "How nice to meet an honest and polite applicant" The compliment was at definite odds with his annoyed look Why? He knocked the pencil holder off the desk "Oops Pick those up while I read the rest of this report"

Pushing her glasses up, she obediently knelt on the gleahted the holder, and put the first pencil in

He sighed "So goddamned well behaved Use your teeth then"

She stared at hiht his direct look Realized why He’d told her to be rude Honest, but rude If she were "quiet or well-behaved," he’d choose things she didn’t like Well, he was sure on target with picking up pencils with her teeth Ew

Must be rude "You’re pretty clumsy, Davies You should pick the that "Don’t be impertinent, honey It’s important that you’re always polite" Her mama’s voice distorted and slid into the Overseer’s "Sluts don’t speak"

"Miss Madison, are you applying for a job or taking a nap down there?"

"Yes, Sir I’m so sorry" As she reached for a pencil, his frown stopped her Rude Be rude Not knohat to say, she picked up a pencil and threw it onto the desk Everything inside her cringed at the action "There’s one"

She caught the glint of approval and threo more "Alh of that Come here"

She rose, took a step forward, and realized she was doing it again Blind passive obedience "No" She dropped into her chair "Get on with the interview before I get bored"

His eyebroent up "Bored?" He flipped a page "Sirl Your father was pastor of a church? Pretty straitlaced, I bet"

"That’s right" Why is it so hard to be rude? "What’s it to you?" She sprawled out, her legs extended

"You’re just racking up punishments, Miss Madison Behave yourself"

Before she could stop, she sat upright, knees together, hands in lap "My daughter is a good girl Did you see hoell she sat and listened to the serusted "Bend over and let me see your ass"

Her face flushed "That isn’t fair I…" Obeyed you I was good He didn’t want her to be good To be polite Her brain felt as if it were playing a song with dissonant chords