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aren’t honest with me, and your reaction was totally outta line for what was happenin’.”
    “I was scared,” she admitted, her breath emerging in little hitches.
    “I think you’re lyin’ to me, sub. And I don’t like it one bit. Honesty is a two way street. If you aren’t truthful with me, I can’t trust you. And that’s not a good way for us to begin a relationship, is it?”
    “No, Sir,” she agreed with another small hiccup.
    “So, are you gonna tell me the truth? Or are you gonna keep maintainin’ all your screamin’ and callin’ me names was only because you’re afraid of me pokin’ your butt?”
    “That’s all it was, Sir. Fear.”
    “Well, girl, all I can say is you must be a ton of yucks at the doctor’s office.”

CHAPTER FOUR

    When Kelly laughed a little at his remark, Jim held her by the chin and wiped away her tears. “I wanna kiss you, Kelly girl, but I don’t think I should reward bratty behavior, do you?”
    “No, Sir.”
    “No.” He pushed her face against his chest and continued to rock her. “So, tell me. Are you ready to be a good girl for me, and do as you’re told, or do I need to take you over to the spankin’ bench and give you a proper paddlin’?”
    “I’ll be good, Sir. I promise,” she replied in a little voice.
    “Pleased to hear it. So, here’s what we’re gonna do. I’m gonna take you back to the station, finish my exam, then turn you on your side and give you an enema–”
    She immediately jerked into a sitting position on his lap. “No, Sir. Please. I promise I’ll be good. I won’t cause you anymore trouble. I’ll do everything you say, and you won’t need to repeat yourself once. But please don’t punish me like that.”
    Jim regarded her carefully. “Who said anythin’ about punishin’ you?”
    “You aren’t doing that to teach me a lesson?”
    “No, girl. Though it is an exercise in obedience, I’ll grant you, but I don’t punish with medical procedures. That ain’t right.”
    “But if I promise to obey from now on, you won’t need to do that to me, right?”
    He held her face between his two hands. “Kelly, I expect you to obey no matter what I do. And cleanin’ your bowels out tonight has nothin’ to do with how you behave in the future.”
    “But–”
    “No,” he said, cutting her off. “I have my reasons for wantin’ to do this, all you have to do is lie down, relax, and allow me to do what I want. That’s it.”
    “I don’t think I can, Sir.”
    “Why not? Have you ever had an enema before?”
    “Yes, Sir. It hurt and I hated it. Please don’t make me do this, Sir. Please–”
    “Kelly, do you want to please me?”
    “Yes, Sir,” she whispered, her eyes welling with tears again.
    “Now, don’t start. If you want to please me, you’ll do as I say. But if you give me anymore flack, I’m gonna have to get really strict with you, and that’s only gonna make this procedure a whole lot more uncomfortable than it needs to be.”
    “But I should be able to have some say in what is done to my body. And forcing me to accept an enema when I don’t want one is a gross invasion of my privacy…. Sir.”
    He took a deep breath and regarded her steadily. “Kelly, how long have you been in BDSM?”
    “Nearly eight years, Sir,” she added hesitantly.
    “Eight years?” That surprised him. “Not here though, right? I haven’t seen you with anyone but Kyle, and you weren’t with him for eight years.”
    “No, Sir. Not here.”
    He nodded. He’d find out more about her history later, right now he had another problem to address. “So tell me. In all your eight years, has a Dom ever asked what you wanted to do?”
    “No, Sir.”
    “No, I bet not. He wouldn’t have been a very good Dom if he had, because none of this is about what you, as a sub, want , is it?”
    Her voice sounded soft and frightened now. “No, Sir.”
    “No, it’s not. It’s about what I want and what you need . And right now, little