The Claiming

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later.”
    With that, he started spanking her with his hand. Lightly. And soon she found her arousal spiking regardless of the people sitting in the dining room, waiting.
    Jesus. There were people waiting for her to serve tea.
    Slap. “You’re not with me.”
    â€œSorry, Sir. Just thinking—”
    Slap. “Did I tell you to think?”
    â€œNo, Sir.”
    Slap. Slap. Slap. He was spanking harder now. She couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her throat. If he’d just
touch
her.
    â€œThat’s it, you naughty girl. Let it out.” He spanked her again, then he ran his fingers between her legs. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look at this. Spankings make you horny.”
    She jerked as his next swat landed on her clit. “Yes, Sir.” He stopped and she whined. “Please, please, Sir.”
    A hard and swift pop on her flesh told her he’d picked up the spoon. “How’s that?” he asked, giving her another.
    She sucked in a breath as the next one landed. “So good, Sir.”
    He gave a grunt of satisfaction and continued between spanking her and bringing her to the very edge of her climax and then letting her hang there. After a while, she was no longer aware of making noises, but she was pretty certain she was. And it seemed like forever until it felt like he wasn’t putting as much strength behind his strokes.
    â€œWant more, Sir,” she muttered.
    He chuckled low in this throat. “Not right now, maybe later. After tea.”
    Tea. Damn. She’d forgot.
    How was she supposed to serve tea while wearing an anal plug and being horny as hell?
    â€œIf you’re good, I’ll let you come after.” His breath tickled her ear and sent shivers down her spine.
    â€œThank you, Sir.”
    He straightened her clothes and kissed her forehead. “You’re welcome. Go get everything ready. I’ll see to my guests.”
    She nodded and headed back to the stove to redo the water.
    ***
    Cole walked into the dining room and all conversation stopped. He took his seat at the head of the table. “Tea will be served shortly.”
    â€œDamn, did you have to do that now?” Daniel asked. “I’m not looking forward to having tea with all the blood in my body congregating in my dick.”
    â€œThere’s nothing to hide here.” Cole tipped his head toward Julie. “Seems to me your relief is sitting by your side when she’d be more useful on her knees. We have time.”
    Julie didn’t say anything, but her cheeks flushed just a bit. Cole didn’t think she’d have a problem serving Daniel in the dining room, they’d played in public before. His phone buzzed with an incoming text and when he looked back up, Julie had slipped under the table.
    By the time Sasha entered, Julie was back in her seat, this time with a soft smile on her face. A smile Sasha picked up on immediately, but Cole thought he was able to notice only because he knew her so well.
    He’d given her instructions on how he wanted the service to go and she did exactly as he’d requested. She started by serving Nathaniel first and then going around the table to end with Cole. He couldn’t stop himself from running a hand up her naked thigh and pinching her butt as she poured his water.
    â€œYou’re doing great,” he whispered and his heart melted at the look of love and happiness that seemed to wash over her. But she only nodded in acknowledgment of his praise before she headed back into the kitchen.
    â€œDid you ever get our tea service back from Sasha?” Nathaniel asked Abby.
    â€œNo, Master,” his wife replied.
    â€œMake a note to do it when we get home.”
    The rest of the service passed without incident. Sasha was flawless, as Cole knew she would be. He didn’t have anything planned for after, but no one seemed to mind. Nathaniel announced that he and Abby were going to explore the nearby village.

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