EXTRACT FOR
Maid To Be Punished
(Anna Austin)

Jenny felt like her heart was going to beat out of her chest as Mr. Grayshott wrapped the rope around her wrists and forearms, securing them together behind her back. She did her best to stay still as he tightened the rope with one final pull. He then stepped away and hummed approvingly. "Now come and sit on the edge of the bed."



Jenny didn't think that she could disobey any order Mr. Grayshott gave her, even if she wanted to, so she did as she was told, even if she didn't quite understand where their proceedings were going.



Mr. Grayshott knelt in front of her and wrapped the rope around her legs from her ankles to her knees before securing it like he had done with her arms. Then he rose, sat down beside Jenny on the bed, and pulled her swiftly over his lap.



Jenny barely had time to react before she found herself facing the floor. The quick movements had shifted her short dress up so that her bottom was exposed, leaving her blushing from both the rough handling and embarrassment. But the intense feeling of arousal was there too, even if she was bent over Mr. Grayshott's knee like an unruly child, or maybe because of it. But still, it wasn't enough, and Jenny squirmed in his lap, desperate for find some relief, desperate for Mr. Grayshott to touch her like he had done in the carriage.



"I am a man who believes in discipline, and you will submit to it, body and soul. I'm going to spank you and you're going to count and thank me for every strike," he said and he didn't sound half as aroused as Jenny felt, "is that clear?"



Jenny didn't know if she could take the spanking, but she would do it, if it meant that Mr. Grayshott would finally do something about her intense arousal. "Yes, sir," she said, voice uncertain.