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Dangerous Smile Part 2

The lunch was an ordeal for me. I had to admit to the young waitress that I no longer had permission to eat and apologize to her for looking at her legs and acting “arrogant.” My girlfriend, Janey, asked the waitress if I could be allowed to kneel beside the table with my head down since there were no other customers at the time, and the waitress agreed to this humiliating treatment. I had to spend the meal on my knees, hands on my head, staring at Janey’s legs and feet. Once the meal was finished, Janey thanked the waitress and the young woman swatted my bottom on the way out, telling me to be a “better boy next time.”

Janey laughed at me all the way home. As usual, I sat in the passenger seat, my hands on my lap in plain sight, my head and eyes down, as Janey drove us home. When we got home, I walked beside her quietly, and we entered the house.

“Now, take off your clothes,” she told me. “I want you naked immediately, then go to your naughty corner and wait for me to come summon you to be punished.”

I looked at her. “Wasn’t having to be humiliated in front of that waitress punishment enough, Miss Janey?”

I expected her to be mad, but instead, she met my eyes with that dangerous smile of hers, and I knew I had made things worse for myself.

“You must really like being punished,” she mocked. “Naked, now, to your naughty corner. Hands behind your back. I will handcuff you and you can wait two hours for your spanking. Then, once I’ve spanked you, you’ll return to your corner until I decide it’s bedtime for you. You WILL be tied up all night. Do you understand, little slave?”

I blushed and dropped my gaze. “I’m sorry, Miss Janey.”

“Oh, you’ll be very sorry, your bottom is already red and sore, but you’ll be much sorrier than you ever dreamed. Strip naked, now!”

I undressed before her and went to my “naughty corner.” A few minutes later she moved up behind me wordlessly and handcuffed my hands behind my back. It was far too late to escape or rebel now, I was to be punished for the rest of the evening.

Gender reassignment surgery is a way of changing bad boys into good girls.

By Design #4 - Emilia Clarke

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