She didn’t reply—but I knew it wasn’t possible for her to just be the woman in my arms for eternity. I had enough money to buy her an island, but she would never step foot on it unless she earned it on her own. That was going to be a bridge we had to cross at some point because I saw a real future with her. If that turned from fantasy to reality, then everything I owned would be hers as much as it was mine—but I had no idea how to share it with her. She was too independent to give up that piece of her soul.
We’ll get there one day—like every other step we’ve taken in this journey. At least we can share moments like these until then.
* * *
The next day
“How is the network holding up?” I took my coffee from Deana and prepared to lose my mind if we were having problems again.
“They’re fine. We actually have an update on that—someone from the FBI called and said they were going to be stopping by later today.” She raised an eyebrow. “Maybe they’ve caught someone?”
“That would be good fucking news.” I sighed. “Okay, keep me updated if anything changes.”
I walked into my office and immediately tested a few things in the network to confirm that what Deana told me was true. Things seemed to be working well, so I felt some of the tension ease. I was nervous about making a move on Viking Electronics if our network wasn’t stable. If we were only able to get part of the company before things went down, then that could be disastrous. I was going to have a couple of my top guys logged in to their personal accounts at home just to be safe—if our network went down, they could complete the transaction. It was a risk, but I had to trust them not to try and screw me over once they had those shares. I would have never put that kind of trust in one of my employees in the past, but the new leaf I turned over seemed to bring some positive change to Hawkins Capital, so I was going to do it.
I’ve got some free time this morning since the network is in good shape, so I’ll make good on those promises I made last night.
Faith was resistant to everything I offered, even after she agreed to let me help. There was a time when I would have just done what I thought was right, regardless of her objections, but I forced myself to respect the boundaries she set. I had one of my companies purchase the mortgage on her parents’ house and put it in a special escrow where they couldn’t foreclose or take action without my approval. I bought the factory her father worked at through one of my other companies—I doubt they expected anyone to buy it because it was practically free.
It wasn’t going to be a complete charity operation. The company that I used to purchase it was actually in need of a new factory to expand their distribution line—we were just moving things forward ahead of schedule—in Phoenix instead of Mexico like we originally planned. Her father wasn’t going to be the only person that got good news when they found out that the factory was under new ownership and everyone was keeping their job.
“Mr. Hawkins?” Deana walked to my door and pushed it open. “I’m seeing some transactions that we didn’t approve…”
“I’m doing it. Don’t worry.” I looked up at her and smiled.
“I guess things are getting serious with Faith?” She raised an eyebrow. “Or have things gone wrong?”
I’m basically following the map she laid out to destroy Faith—with entirely different intentions.
“No, this is a good thing.” I chuckled under my breath. “Keep this between us though. You know I don’t like my private business being discussed.”
“Of course, absolutely.” She gave me a look that suggested she was offended I even had to tell her that.
Faith’s father was going to be able to keep his job. Her parents were no longer in danger of losing their house. The last thing I needed to do was wire a little money—but that was coming out of my personal account. The cover story was a signing bonus with her new job, and then she would use it to help pay her parents back for the money they spent so she could go to college. I hoped they weren’t as stubborn as she was when it came to accepting help when it was offered—especially when they needed it. If everything worked out, they would be comfortable without worrying about their next paycheck.
All of this, just so Faith can leave me and start over in New York without worrying about her parents…
The FBI agent came to talk to me after lunch. They had figured out which hacker group was targeting our network and made several arrests. I had to confirm that I wanted to file charges, but it was a formality—Hawkins Capital wasn’t the only company that had been hit by them. The main ones in charge of the group didn’t live in the United States, but the arrests would slow things down a little bit. That made me feel better about the Viking Electronics deal, so I told Dave to set it up for the following day—as soon as the markets opened. I was still going to keep a couple of guys logged in from other locations just to be safe, but it seemed like things were going to work out the way that we intended.
Now the only thing I have to focus on is the beautiful woman that has stolen my heart. I’m definitely not going to waste a single minute of the time we get to spend together before she leaves.
Faith
“Mom, that’s wonderful news!” I sat on the couch with a smile on my face. “I’m so glad the factory isn’t going to shut down!”
“Yes, we were so worried. You have no idea…” I could picture the smile that matched mine on the opposite end of the phone.
“I have a little news too.” I leaned back. “I’ve decided to take the job in New York.”
“That’s so far away…” she sighed. “But I’m happy for you, darling. I know what kind of opportunity it is.”
“I’ll visit whenever I can.” I nodded, even though she couldn’t see me. “They’re also going to give me a signing bonus—since they’re already handling the first year of my lease, I want to give you guys a little bit to help out…”
“We can’t take your money.” There was hesitation in her voice. “Why don’t you buy yourself something nice with it?”
“Mom, I know the two of you sacrificed a lot, so I could go to college. I’m going to come home to visit before I go to New York—let’s talk about it then.” I held my breath—afraid that she would reject my offer the same way that I rejected Alexio’s when he first tried to help me.
“Okay, darling—but not much. Maybe you can treat us to dinner or something?” She chuckled under her breath. “It’s been a while since we’ve been anywhere.”
“You got it.” The smile returned to my face.
Alexio had done what he promised. I had more money in my bank account than I would earn in my first year at Rutherford Trust. There was no way that my parents would let me take care of all their financial problems, but I was going to handle some of their debt—even if I had to steal the bills before I left. There was irony in that somewhere, considering how much I fought Alexio when he offered to help. I wasn’t going to take no for an answer, and I forced him to accept it until I didn’t have a choice in the matter—once it was no longer about me. After I talked with my mother, I called Rutherford Trust and told them that I was accepting the job. I no longer had any hesitation about it. I knew it wasn’t going to destroy what I had built with Alexio—our relationship was too strong for miles to sunder it.
* * *
A few hours later
Alexio and I made plans to meet up at his house after he was done at Hawkins Capital. While I enjoyed the times we got to go out and have fun, I liked the quiet nights alone even better. He normally gave his staff the night off, and that meant we had the house to ourselves. That was going to be more important than ever, because I had washed, dried, and put the same pair of panties on that I wore the previous night. I knew what that meant, and I was ready for it. He was right to resist my request the first time I showed them to him, no matter how much I begged for my first spanking. I was just trying to salvage the surprise that I planned—even when everything fell apart before I could reveal it.
That w
on’t be the case tonight…
The first time Alexio threatened to spank me, I was certain I would never let him do it—I didn’t think I could ever be the kind of woman he desired. My perception of him changed dramatically the first time he told me I wasn’t ready. He was right, but there was a spark inside of me that started to grow. I began to see things from his perspective—and what kind of man he really was. We found real passion and within it, the spark got brighter. It was no longer about being submissive to him or bending to his Daddy Dom desires. It was about me—and like he told me from the beginning, I had to learn to walk before I could crawl. I had to be strong enough to stand before I could fall down on my knees—or go across his.
Now I am.
I was nervous when I turned on Alexio’s road. My throat started to get dry as I got closer to his house. I had conflicting thoughts about New York to distract myself with the previous day, but with that part of my future resolved, the only thing on my mind was the pair of panties around my waist—and what he said would happen the next time he saw them. Nervousness and excitement were building up inside me at the same time. I knew I was ready, but that didn’t make it any easier. I was still struggling with the idea of pleasure and pain coming together—there was a part of me that was scared I wouldn’t like it. Those desires were part of who Alexio was, and I wanted him to be able to chase them with me. I finally managed to swallow my nervousness when I turned into his driveway—there was no going back when the door opened, and he walked outside to meet me.
“My gorgeous Faith…” Alexio smiled when I stepped out of the car.
“What is it about me that is so gorgeous anyway?” I walked up to him and grinned.
“Everything…” He pulled me close and immediately crushed my lips beneath his.
I never got tired of being greeted with a kiss that made my heart burn inside my chest. It took my breath away—sucked it right out of my body. I actually believed I was as gorgeous as he said when I was in his arms—to him at least. He kissed me until my head was spinning and I thought I was going to keel over when he finally pulled away—I might have actually gotten a closer look at the driveway if he wasn’t holding me. It definitely wasn’t how I planned to hit my knees before the end of the night; that was for sure.
“Did you talk to your parents?” He tilted his head to the side.
“Yes.” I nodded and got my balance. “They’re ecstatic!”
“Good.” He smiled and slid his hand down to mine. “Let’s go inside and figure out what we’re going to get for dinner.”
“I was kind of hoping you would check my panties before dinner.” I bit down on my bottom lip.
“I thought it would be a while before you were ready to try that again.” He started walking towards the house—but kept a firm grip on my hand.
“Maybe I’m just eager…” I followed him into the house.
“Let’s find out.” He turned towards me and grabbed the front of my jeans—they were quickly unfastened and pulled down to reveal my bad girl panties. “Okay, go upstairs to the bedroom—when I get there, you better not be wearing anything but these panties.”
“Yes, Daddy…” I grinned and turned towards the stairs.
SMACK!
“Bad girl…” He chuckled under his breath after landing a firm smack on my ass.
I walked upstairs and stripped down to my panties once I got to his bedroom. The nervousness started to swell up inside me again, but I tried to shake it off. The psychological toll was something I didn’t expect—especially when what I expected to be no more than a couple of minutes turned into ten, and there was no sign of him. I sat down on the edge of the bed and stared at the door. I had no idea what was taking him so long—I thought he was eager to get me across his knee for a spanking. After five more minutes ticked by, I decided to get dressed and go back downstairs—but before I could pick up my jeans, I heard his footsteps on the stairs. I returned to the bed and waited—while the nervousness twisted my stomach into a knot.
“Did you have time to think about what a bad girl you’ve been?” He walked into the room and closed the door.
“I certainly had time…” I looked up at him. “I was beginning to think you weren’t coming.”
“A little quiet reflection before punishment can be as important as the spanking.” He walked to the edge of the bed. “Stand up.”
“Okay…” I swallowed hard and did what he said.
“Don’t worry. I’m not going to hurt you—much.” He sat down on the bed and reached for my wrist. “We’re just going to experiment a little bit tonight.”
“I’m ready…” I nodded quickly.
Alexio pulled me across his knee until I was firmly in place with my panties facing the ceiling. I felt extremely vulnerable in that position, but the second I felt his hand on my ass, my pussy started to get wet. He traced the back of my thigh, the inside of my thigh, and then his finger moved along the edge of my panties. I couldn’t help but squirm. His touch always made my body burn with desire. The fact that I was going to get a spanking didn’t change that. I was torn when it came to the actual punishment aspect of it. I wanted to try it—even if I didn’t love it—especially if it was something that turned him on. I was also curious to know if I would like it. I didn’t think I would like calling him Daddy, but just saying it was enough to make my body shake.
“You can keep these on—for now.” Alexio snapped my panties against my thigh and then lifted his hand.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ow…” I winced and felt a lump rise up in my throat.
“Bad girls that take their punishment without complaining get a very nice reward.” He slid his finger between my thighs and rubbed my clit. “Are you going to complain?”
“No…” I gasped.
“Good.” He pulled his finger away.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Wow!” I bounced on his knee.
That’s a strange sensation—it stings but it’s oddly pleasurable.
Alexio massaged my clit for a few seconds and then started to alternate between spanking my ass and pleasuring me. It was—way more intense than I expected. The pleasure gripped me and held me on his knee while the pain made me squirm. He slowly built it up—landing more smacks before his finger returned to give me a taste of bliss—and ending each series with a couple that were harder than the rest. My ass was definitely stinging, but his finger was creating such a contrast that it was hard to tell where the pain ended, and the pleasure began. It didn’t take long for the pressure to start building inside me—I was going to orgasm if he kept going and he didn’t seem to be slowing down.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“I think it’s time for your panties to come down.” He wrapped his fingers around the waistband and slowly peeled them off of my ass.
“Oh god…” I whimpered when they reached my knees.
“Was that a complaint?” His tone got firmer.
“No, Daddy!” I shook my head back and forth quickly.
“Good.” He moved his finger to my clit. “I would hate to have to stop when you’re this fucking wet.”
“Please don’t stop…” I exhaled sharply and moaned—then groaned when his finger was pulled away.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“Ouch! Oh god!” I squirmed underneath his hand as it came down—it hurt a lot more without my panties to protect me.
“You seem to be enjoying this a lot more than I expected…” He pushed his finger into my pussy. “Or do you just want to come?”
“I do—but I don’t want you to stop spanking me yet…” I bit down on my bottom lip and moaned.
Alexio moved his finger inside my pussy until it was buried to the knuckle and used his thumb to rub my clit. He brought me dangerously close to an orgasm before he started spanking me again. I was surprised by how much I was enjoying the combination—
especially since his hand made my ass sting a lot more without my panties. My first trip across his knee wasn’t going to be my last—I had found something new that really turned me on. I wasn’t sure if it would have been quite so pleasurable if it was just a spanking, but it added another level to the euphoria. There was a time when I thought I was the one peeling back the layers to see who Alexio really was—but he had been stripping me of mine the whole time we were together. He had molded me into a woman strong enough to submit to him.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
“I think that’s enough for your first spanking.” He let his hand rest in the last spot it landed “On your knees—now.”
“I—I didn’t get to come.” I moaned and moved my ass against his hand.
“You haven’t earned it yet.” He growled under his breath. “Am I going to have to repeat what I said, or are you going to obey?”
“I’ll—obey, Daddy.” I whimpered but slid to the floor between his thighs.
“You’re going to show me what a good girl you can be.” He reached for his belt and started to unfasten it. “Then I’ll decide if you get to come.”
Alexio’s cock was rock hard and throbbing when he shifted his pants down to expose it. I helped him remove them and then slid back in position between his thighs. I had only been able to pleasure him with my mouth once—but I didn’t have a raging fire between my legs that needed to be put out then. It felt like my body was trapped on the edge of an orgasm, and a single touch would push me over it. I moved my lips to his cock and started to slowly lick the bottom. I wanted him inside me—but I fought those urges as I moved to the head and parted my lips. I pulled his dick into my mouth and started to massage the bottom of it with my tongue and got an immediate moan in response. My lips slowly moved along his shaft as I coated it with my saliva, and when he hit the barrier in the back of my throat, I started to swallow.
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