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BRAT | FUNISHMENT
The Untamable Brat
She’s incorrigible, and he wouldn't have it any other way
She’s even more beautiful than in her photos, he thinks as she walks into the hotel bar.
She doesn’t have to look around too long before she locates him in a corner booth away from most of the patrons in the bar on a Friday night. He’s facing the door so she can see him more easily. Her green eyes widen slightly as she sees him, and she smiles.
He rises as she approaches and matches her smile. They met a month ago on a kink site and spent the last four weeks sharing dirty photos and even dirtier fantasies over text and the phone, but that’s no reason not to be a gentleman. She’s not naked or bent over his knee. Yet.
“Kitten,” he says, taking her coat. They’ve exchanged real names, but agreed he is Sir and she is Kitten. She sets her handbag down and shrugs out of her coat, revealing a rose satin sweetheart dress. He hangs it on the stand next to the booth and gestures to the bench opposite him. “Sit.”
“Yes, Sir,” she says, but she sets herself on the table, long legs stretching to the floor. She looks up at him with innocent eyes. They’d agreed to meet at the hotel, agreed on names, agreed to fuck each other silly, but they hadn’t agreed she would be perfectly…
