| Author: | Sage Reamen | ISBN: | 1230000095387 |
| Publisher: | Sage Reamen | Publication: | January 1, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sage Reamen |
| ISBN: | 1230000095387 |
| Publisher: | Sage Reamen |
| Publication: | January 1, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Anne is a corporate flight attendant desperate for work. When a lucky lead comes her way, she takes a job under mysterious and demanding tycoon, Mr. Oz. But when Anne comes face to face with the particular brand of discipline her new employer chooses to enforce, she find herself forced into a much more compromising "position" then she ever expected!
Excerpt:
Mr. Oz's voice broke through the quiet hum of the engines, terse and annoyed.
“This tea is cold,” he stated.
“Oh… I’m sorry. Let me make some new for you,” she said, moving to take his cup. His hand shot out and firmly grabbed her wrist. She squeaked in shock and she looked up into his dark eyes.
“I understand this is your first day, but I take issue with errors that do not spring from ambiguous situations. It was clearly stated in your instructions that I take my tea hot,” he said in a soft, firm voice. “Turn around.” The hair on the back of Anne’s neck rose.
“What?” she whispered. She wasn’t sure she heard him clearly.
“Turn. Around.”
Anne gulped. She slowly turned around.
“Place your hands on the table,” he instructed. She slowly bent forward to place her hands on the table across from them, her dress stretching up to expose the round of her bottom. Her skin hummed with anticipation. She heard him stand and felt his suit rustle against one of her exposed thighs.
Fingers lighted on the small of her back. Anne sucked in her breath. She wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but she was afraid to speak.
She yelped in surprise and pain as his hand made contact on her ass in a sudden, sharp slap. Her stomach flipped in unexpected pleasure.
“W-what are you doing?” she gasped. His hand pressed warmly onto her back. He struck her again. “Ah!”
“I am punishing your error,” he said.
Anne is a corporate flight attendant desperate for work. When a lucky lead comes her way, she takes a job under mysterious and demanding tycoon, Mr. Oz. But when Anne comes face to face with the particular brand of discipline her new employer chooses to enforce, she find herself forced into a much more compromising "position" then she ever expected!
Excerpt:
Mr. Oz's voice broke through the quiet hum of the engines, terse and annoyed.
“This tea is cold,” he stated.
“Oh… I’m sorry. Let me make some new for you,” she said, moving to take his cup. His hand shot out and firmly grabbed her wrist. She squeaked in shock and she looked up into his dark eyes.
“I understand this is your first day, but I take issue with errors that do not spring from ambiguous situations. It was clearly stated in your instructions that I take my tea hot,” he said in a soft, firm voice. “Turn around.” The hair on the back of Anne’s neck rose.
“What?” she whispered. She wasn’t sure she heard him clearly.
“Turn. Around.”
Anne gulped. She slowly turned around.
“Place your hands on the table,” he instructed. She slowly bent forward to place her hands on the table across from them, her dress stretching up to expose the round of her bottom. Her skin hummed with anticipation. She heard him stand and felt his suit rustle against one of her exposed thighs.
Fingers lighted on the small of her back. Anne sucked in her breath. She wanted to ask him what he was going to do, but she was afraid to speak.
She yelped in surprise and pain as his hand made contact on her ass in a sudden, sharp slap. Her stomach flipped in unexpected pleasure.
“W-what are you doing?” she gasped. His hand pressed warmly onto her back. He struck her again. “Ah!”
“I am punishing your error,” he said.
