The restaurant Jake took her to had all the charm and elegance
of Italy itself, with frescoes on the walls and soft music playing
in the background. There was even a beautiful fountain in the
middle of the dining room. As the hostess led them to their
table, Ivy couldn’t help but be a little surprised that Jake had
gone to all this trouble simply to prove a point. He must really
want to win this bet. Not that she blamed him, of course.
Showing up at that awards dinner wearing a clown suit was
going to be really embarrassing. She decided right then that
visions of him in a clown costume could easily see her through
the worst spanking he could give her.
During dinner, however, Ivy found herself forgetting all about
the bet they had made. Much to her surprise, she actually
enjoyed herself. As it turned out, Jake wasn’t as one-
of Italy itself, with frescoes on the walls and soft music playing
in the background. There was even a beautiful fountain in the
middle of the dining room. As the hostess led them to their
table, Ivy couldn’t help but be a little surprised that Jake had
gone to all this trouble simply to prove a point. He must really
want to win this bet. Not that she blamed him, of course.
Showing up at that awards dinner wearing a clown suit was
going to be really embarrassing. She decided right then that
visions of him in a clown costume could easily see her through
the worst spanking he could give her.
During dinner, however, Ivy found herself forgetting all about
the bet they had made. Much to her surprise, she actually
enjoyed herself. As it turned out, Jake wasn’t as one-
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dimensional as she’d thought he was. To her amazement, he didn’t talk about sports once,
and as the conversation continued to flow between them, she discovered that she and Jake
had a lot more in common than she would have thought. They talked about anything and
everything, and by the time they had finished their coffee, she was having so much fun that
she was almost starting to feel as if it were a real date.
Back at her apartment, she glanced at him as she dug her keys out of her purse. “Would you
like to come in?”
The words were out before she realized she’d even said them, but even if she could have taken
the invitation back, she wouldn’t have. She was having such a good time with Jake that she
didn’t want the evening to end.
He flashed her a grin. “Unless you want me to give you that spanking out here in the hallway.”
Spanking? Ivy stared at Jake in confusion for a moment, but then she remembered their bet,
and her nervousness came rushing back. Hands trembling a little, she turned back to the
door and unlocked it. Pushing it open, she led him inside.
“You didn’t forget about our bet, did you?” Jake asked as he followed her into the living room.
Ivy swallowed hard. Setting her purse down on the coffee table, she nervously ran her hands
down the front of her skirt and turned to face him. “Actually, I-I’ve been thinking about that,
and I’ve...I’ve changed my mind.”
At her words, he lifted a brow. “You’re reneging on our bet, then?”
Though he said it lightly, Jake made it sound as if she were committing the worst crime in the
world, she thought. Annoyed, she lifted her chin. “I’m not reneging on anything,” she told
him. “I’ve simply changed my mind, that’s all.”
He snorted. “I can certainly see you use words for a living,” he said. “Well, I hate to tell you
this, but where I come from, it’s all the same, sweetheart.”
She said nothing for a moment. So what if it was a matter of semantics? She didn’t want a
spanking, dammit! She’d been stupid to agree to one in the first place, and it was time to put
an end to this foolishness. “Look, Jake,” she said, trying to keep her voice calm while still
sounding firm. “I had a nice time tonight, okay? I wouldn’t even mind if you wanted to go out
again sometime. But the bet’s off.”
Forgetting all about the coffee she’d been going to offer Jake when she’d invited him to come
in before, she headed for the door. The only problem was that she had to walk past Jake to get
to it, and he reached out and put a hand on her arm before she could take more than a few
steps. Her brow furrowing, she lifted her head to find him frowning at her.
“So, you’re chickening out!” he said, grinning. “That’s what this is all about. You’re afraid of
getting a spanking.”
“I am not afraid!” she snapped.
“Sure, whatever you say,” he agreed. “As long as you don’t have a problem writing that letter of
apology to your readers, I don’t have a problem with you welching out on the bet.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?” she demanded. “I’m not writing any letter! You didn’t
spank me, so there’s no way I would say I enjoyed it when I didn’t.”
“Of course not,” he said. “I wouldn’t want you to lie. But I think it would be appropriate for
you to at least admit that you don’t know anything about spanking, and that you apologize for
commenting on a subject that you know nothing about.”
Her eyes flashed. “I’m not writing that apology!”
His half-smile turned to a frown. “Look, make up your mind,” he said. “You’re either willing
to accept your spanking like we agreed, or you write the letter. You can’t have it both ways.
So, what’s it going to be?”
Ivy felt like she was back in college again, and someone had just thrown a double-dog-dare-
you her way. And just like in college, she was starting to feel an uncontrollable urge to take
the dare. She took a deep breath, and forced herself to appear calm, even though her stomach
was quivering like jello. “Fine!” she snapped. “Then let’s get this over with. Can’t we just do it
with me standing up?”
He lifted a brow in astonishment. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” he said. “Okay, talking is
getting us nowhere. I think the best way to deal with this is to just do it.”
Before Ivy could even ask what he meant by that, Jake reached out and grabbed her arm.
She tried to jerk her arm free, but he held her fast, and her eyes narrowed. “What are you
doing?” she demanded. “Let go of me!”
“You know, I had planned a very slow, sensual spanking for tonight,” he said, looking down at
her. “But we can do it this way, too.”
Before Ivy even realized what he was doing, Jake had taken a seat on the couch and she was
tumbling headlong over his knee. Knowing exactly what he was going to do next and unable
to keep herself from trying to stop it, her pride forced her to push herself upright. But the hand
on her back held her firmly in place.
“Dammit, let me up, you...” she began, only to let out a shriek as his other hand came down on
her bottom with a resounding smack! “Owwwww!”
Her eyes went wide. Heat spread across her bottom, followed by a sting so sharp that it made
her gasp in surprise. But before she could so much as say anything, Jake spanked her again.
The smack came down on the other cheek, harder this time, and she let out a yelp.
“Owwwww!...That hurts, you...” but the name she’d been going to call him came out as another
yelp as he brought his hand down on her upturned bottom yet again.
“You know, I had planned a very slow, sensual spanking for tonight, which wouldn’t have hurt
nearly as much,” Jake said, punctuating the words with another sound slap to her derriere.
“But after your behavior, I think a little bit more serious spanking is called for. We can always
try an erotic spanking the next time.”
What did he mean, the next time? After this, there weren’t going to be any more spankings.
She’d hide in her office for the next month if she had to just to avoid him!
and as the conversation continued to flow between them, she discovered that she and Jake
had a lot more in common than she would have thought. They talked about anything and
everything, and by the time they had finished their coffee, she was having so much fun that
she was almost starting to feel as if it were a real date.
Back at her apartment, she glanced at him as she dug her keys out of her purse. “Would you
like to come in?”
The words were out before she realized she’d even said them, but even if she could have taken
the invitation back, she wouldn’t have. She was having such a good time with Jake that she
didn’t want the evening to end.
He flashed her a grin. “Unless you want me to give you that spanking out here in the hallway.”
Spanking? Ivy stared at Jake in confusion for a moment, but then she remembered their bet,
and her nervousness came rushing back. Hands trembling a little, she turned back to the
door and unlocked it. Pushing it open, she led him inside.
“You didn’t forget about our bet, did you?” Jake asked as he followed her into the living room.
Ivy swallowed hard. Setting her purse down on the coffee table, she nervously ran her hands
down the front of her skirt and turned to face him. “Actually, I-I’ve been thinking about that,
and I’ve...I’ve changed my mind.”
At her words, he lifted a brow. “You’re reneging on our bet, then?”
Though he said it lightly, Jake made it sound as if she were committing the worst crime in the
world, she thought. Annoyed, she lifted her chin. “I’m not reneging on anything,” she told
him. “I’ve simply changed my mind, that’s all.”
He snorted. “I can certainly see you use words for a living,” he said. “Well, I hate to tell you
this, but where I come from, it’s all the same, sweetheart.”
She said nothing for a moment. So what if it was a matter of semantics? She didn’t want a
spanking, dammit! She’d been stupid to agree to one in the first place, and it was time to put
an end to this foolishness. “Look, Jake,” she said, trying to keep her voice calm while still
sounding firm. “I had a nice time tonight, okay? I wouldn’t even mind if you wanted to go out
again sometime. But the bet’s off.”
Forgetting all about the coffee she’d been going to offer Jake when she’d invited him to come
in before, she headed for the door. The only problem was that she had to walk past Jake to get
to it, and he reached out and put a hand on her arm before she could take more than a few
steps. Her brow furrowing, she lifted her head to find him frowning at her.
“So, you’re chickening out!” he said, grinning. “That’s what this is all about. You’re afraid of
getting a spanking.”
“I am not afraid!” she snapped.
“Sure, whatever you say,” he agreed. “As long as you don’t have a problem writing that letter of
apology to your readers, I don’t have a problem with you welching out on the bet.”
She frowned. “What do you mean?” she demanded. “I’m not writing any letter! You didn’t
spank me, so there’s no way I would say I enjoyed it when I didn’t.”
“Of course not,” he said. “I wouldn’t want you to lie. But I think it would be appropriate for
you to at least admit that you don’t know anything about spanking, and that you apologize for
commenting on a subject that you know nothing about.”
Her eyes flashed. “I’m not writing that apology!”
His half-smile turned to a frown. “Look, make up your mind,” he said. “You’re either willing
to accept your spanking like we agreed, or you write the letter. You can’t have it both ways.
So, what’s it going to be?”
Ivy felt like she was back in college again, and someone had just thrown a double-dog-dare-
you her way. And just like in college, she was starting to feel an uncontrollable urge to take
the dare. She took a deep breath, and forced herself to appear calm, even though her stomach
was quivering like jello. “Fine!” she snapped. “Then let’s get this over with. Can’t we just do it
with me standing up?”
He lifted a brow in astonishment. “You’ve got to be kidding me!” he said. “Okay, talking is
getting us nowhere. I think the best way to deal with this is to just do it.”
Before Ivy could even ask what he meant by that, Jake reached out and grabbed her arm.
She tried to jerk her arm free, but he held her fast, and her eyes narrowed. “What are you
doing?” she demanded. “Let go of me!”
“You know, I had planned a very slow, sensual spanking for tonight,” he said, looking down at
her. “But we can do it this way, too.”
Before Ivy even realized what he was doing, Jake had taken a seat on the couch and she was
tumbling headlong over his knee. Knowing exactly what he was going to do next and unable
to keep herself from trying to stop it, her pride forced her to push herself upright. But the hand
on her back held her firmly in place.
“Dammit, let me up, you...” she began, only to let out a shriek as his other hand came down on
her bottom with a resounding smack! “Owwwww!”
Her eyes went wide. Heat spread across her bottom, followed by a sting so sharp that it made
her gasp in surprise. But before she could so much as say anything, Jake spanked her again.
The smack came down on the other cheek, harder this time, and she let out a yelp.
“Owwwww!...That hurts, you...” but the name she’d been going to call him came out as another
yelp as he brought his hand down on her upturned bottom yet again.
“You know, I had planned a very slow, sensual spanking for tonight, which wouldn’t have hurt
nearly as much,” Jake said, punctuating the words with another sound slap to her derriere.
“But after your behavior, I think a little bit more serious spanking is called for. We can always
try an erotic spanking the next time.”
What did he mean, the next time? After this, there weren’t going to be any more spankings.
She’d hide in her office for the next month if she had to just to avoid him!
