“You should stand up so I can find out,” he said, just a hint of an order in his voice.

“Maybe you shouldn’t have had me sit down if you really wanted to know,” Ellie sassed back, making him grin.

This was the Ellie he remembered from high school, and apparently it was a side she didn’t show too often. From what he’d seen, she was pretty quiet, even among her friends. While he remembered her being shy, she definitely hadn’t been reserved once he’d gotten to know her. He’d thought maybe she was just quiet in comparison to the more exuberant of their friends - Angel and Chris could make anyone except each other seem quiet by comparison - but no... this sassy little sub with the sparkling eyes had definitely not made an appearance before, at least not that he’d observed. And he’d been watching closely.

“Are you trying to sass me into spanking you before I even know what you have on under your cute little skirt?” He was teasing, but still allowing just a hint of threat to deepen his voice.

The flush in her cheeks and the hitch in her breath said Ellie was enjoying flirting with danger... and he was enjoying seeing this side of her personality come out to play. None of the Doms had ever mentioned her being a SAM - a Smart-Ass Masochist - which meant she might not have allowed herself to relax enough with any of them to fully be herself.

“Sass you into spanking me?” She asked, sliding sideways out of the desk and getting to her feet. She turned around, peeking back at him over her shoulder as she flipped up the back of her skirt to show off her completely bare bottom. “Right on my bare butt?”

Ellie squealed as Michael darted forward, catching her around the waist with one arm as his hand smacked down on her butt cheek with a fiery slap. A giggle worked its way up out of her throat, the sound so strange in their current location that she almost wondered who had made it.

She felt almost giddy. Aroused, excited, apprehensive... and giddy. It wasn’t exactly a mix she was used to. Arousal, apprehension (in a good way), relief to be scening... those were all things she was used to. Sassing and playfulness? Yeah, not so much. But, with Michael, it felt almost natural.

Fun too. Daring. Which made her apprehension rise, but also her excitement. She’d been so anxious when he’d wanted to talk about her limits; having him end the conversation before she’d anticipated had felt like a giant weight being lifted.

“Feels like no panties to me,” Michael growled in her ear, his hand rubbing over the bare skin he’d just spanked, her skirt brushing against her ass around his hand.