After all, she didn’t have any qualms at all about coming upstairs with him, when he was fairly certain the only other Dom she’d ventured to the second floor with was Andrew. And only after they’d been playing together for a while.

Once they’d reached the Office, Michael opened the door and ushered her in first, allowing himself a secret grin as he closed the door behind him. Scening with him behind closed doors – and wanting it that way – was like his own little private victory every time he scened with her. When he turned around, she was standing by one of the leather chairs in front of the big wooden desk, watching him with nervous anticipation, her tongue flicking out to wet her lower lip as she stared at him.

“So, Ms. Sandler,” he said mock-sternly, raising one eyebrow at her. “I do believe you’re in breach of your contract.”

Ellie’s mouth popped open as he moved forward, obviously surprised. “But… You’re the one who decided not to put the plug in!”

“And you didn’t say anything,” he said as he reached her, spinning her around to face the desk. “But your contract says while you’re in the club, you wear a plug. Now, I’m going to punish that naughty little hole of yours, and if I ever neglect to plug you when you first arrive again, I’m sure you’ll remind me.”

She grumbled as he bent her forward over the desk, but there was a flush of excitement in her cheeks and he was sure she’d be wet when he flipped her skirt up. It only took him a moment to confirm his supposition. Her pussy lips were puffy and pinkly swollen, a thin gloss coating her inner surface. As he looked down at her exposed parts, the little star of her anus clenched, as if in anticipation of the punishment that was coming.

Michael gave her ass a little smack, right down her crease where the skin was the most sensitive, snapping his fingers against her crinkled hole and making her gasp with surprise at the sudden sting. A smile slid across his face. While he enjoyed making a woman scream with pain and pleasure any time, there was something even more satisfying about having a real infraction to punish her for. It just added a little something to the proceedings.

Dammit. She should have known it was too easy when he hadn’t immediately taken her downstairs to insert the plug. Part of her had even suspected she’d pay for it later, but she’d decided to let things play out. If she hadn’t, if she’d reminded Michael she’d needed to be plugged, would she have been rewarded instead?

Too late to know now.