Day 24 of the Spanking Blog Challenge

X is for X-tra sneak peek. This is an excerpt from my current work in progress. Included is the cover reveal.

“There has to be a consequence, Samantha. I can’t let this mistake slide. Without consequences, I’m concerned you might slip into more carelessness as we progress with the sale of my home. Since I’m out at the ranch most of the time, I need to make sure you’ll stay focused on what you need to do.”

“A consequence, Mac? What kind of consequence?” There was obvious suspicion in her voice.

“A spanking, Samantha. I want you to lower your pants and lean over the kitchen island. I intend to give you a sound spanking that should help keep you on your toes.”

“What?” Samantha wasn’t sure she heard him right. Actually, she knew she had heard him right, she just couldn’t believe it.

“I know you heard me. I believe in consequences and yours is going to be a spanking. It’s your choice, of course. You can drop your pants and lean over the island or cancel my listing.”

An image of Mac smacking her bottom while she leaned over the cold granite of his kitchen island popped into her mind. The image was followed by an almost forgotten twitch of sexual desire in her lower belly. He had to be joking with her. Clients just didn’t spank their real estate agents for simple mistakes.

She gave a short laugh and said, “That’s funny, Mac. But let’s be serious. I’m going to order new postcards on a rush and I believe that should be adequate.”

“I assure you, I’m very serious. Either lower your pants and get into position or I will give you a letter of cancellation right now.”

This is absurd, she thought to herself.

“Mac, I want your listing; I need your listing. But spanking me for a small mistake seems a bit excessive. I’m thirty-six years old, not some misbehaving child. Isn’t there another way I can make this up to you?”

“I don’t consider it a small mistake when three hundred fifty people have just been informed that my house has 242 square feet. And I don’t think a spanking is excessive—I think it’s a very effective tool and will help you remain focused on getting things done correctly the first time.”

She fidgeted for another minute, turned her back on him so he couldn’t see her face as she thought about the consequences he wanted to deliver. A spanking? She had a hard time believing it, but she was going to agree to let him spank her. She needed the listing and the commission it would bring her once it was sold.

Turning around to face him again, her voice trembling a bit, she said, “All right, I’ll agree to the spanking.”

“A wise decision.” Mac walked to the sofa and picked up a soft throw pillow which he then placed on the hard surface of the kitchen island. “This will make it a little more comfortable for you. Come on now, down with the pants and lean over the counter.”

Her hands shaking, Samantha undid the top button of her slacks and lowered the zipper. Hooking her thumbs under the waistband, she pushed her pants over the curve of her hips and let them fall to her ankles. Closing her eyes tightly, she leaned over the island and hugged the throw pillow to her chest.

Mac walked over to her left side and placed his left hand on the small of her back. He touched the palm of his right hand to her panty-clad bottom to let her know the spanking would begin.

Sam flinched at the feel of his hand on her ass and when she felt the hand lift, she clenched her jaw preparing for the first blow.

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