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notebook I watch as He gets His notebook out again, the grin on His face tells me everything. He scribbles something down and looks up at me over the rim of His glasses. "Another one to the many you have already accumulated." "Buttt Sir, I .." I stammer He laughs. "Yes it will be your butt that is involved amongst other things." He puts the notebook down, the grin returns to His face. I know not to argue even though I desperately want to explain things to Him and make Him understand. "Anything else you wish to add to this conversation that will need me to use my notebook again?" He looks over the rim of His glasses at me at again. "No Sir." "Didn't think so. Now You know My feelings on this, we have discussed it many times. I won't have it, do I make myself clear?" "Yes Sir, sorry. I will try harder not to do it again." I bite on my bottom lip. " Good. Now I need to work so I will leave you to your chores." "Yes Sir, don't work to hard." I smile at him and leave him to His work. As I enter the kitchen my mind starts to wonder and think of that damn notebook. I sigh as I think of all the times He has written something down in it, I don't know what He has written but all I do know is He grins whilst He writes. If only I could find out what was in the notebook then I would know. Sir usually takes a break from His work at 1pm and left His office. That could be my chance to go find the notebook. Did I feel brave enough to go search, did I feel brave enough to find out what Sir had been writing in it? I glance up at the kitchen clock. I have 10 minutes to decide yes or no. I changed my mind so many times it hurt my head. I decide to be brave and go look. If I'm careful He would not know I'd seen it or been in His office. I listen out for Him closing His door and leaving, He is going into town to do some business. Once I hear the front door being closed I head for His office, every little noise makes me catch my breathe in my throat. I open the office door and glance round, I head for Sir's desk. I smile to myself as I recall how it felt against my body. I shake my head and remind myself of the task in hand, to find that damn notebook. I carefully move the papers on Sir's desk and get annoyed when I cannot find it. I do find the key to the drawers on the desk though. I lick my dry lips as I turn the key in the lock, I quickly open the drawer and find the notebook sitting on top of a pile of papers. My heart quickens as I reach out and pick it up. I put it back down, did I really want to know what was in? I pick it back up and my shaking fingers open up the cover. I slowly read the first couple of lines, muttering and shaking my head. "See anything of interest?" His voice made me jump and drop the notebook back into the drawer. "Sir... I ... well... I...." I stammer as I look up at Him. "You what?" He asks not moving from the doorway. "I .... I got curios as to what was in Your notebook Sir." I feel my cheeks redden. "You did did you. Did you find anything of interest?" He asks taking a couple of steps towards me. "I um... I only read the first couple of lines Sir." I admit quickly. I know this is not going to end well for me. "So your curiosity didn't get you anywhere?" He laughs. "No Sir it didn't" I sigh deeply. He takes the last few steps to stand at the front of His desk. He shakes His head as He reaches over His desk and picks the notebook up. He takes a pen and finds a page in the book. He starts to write and that grin appears on His face. He puts the notebook and pen down on His desk. "You know what happens when your nosey don't you?" He asks still grinning. "Ummm no Sir." my mind races at the possibilities. He touches the buckle on His belt and tilts his head slightly. I can feel His eyes watching me as I lick my lips. With a couple of strides He is stood next to me, I can feel His warm breathe on my face. He dips he is head so his mouth is inches from my ear. "Mine" He whispers into my ear. I gulp and nod my head, listening as He unbuckles His belt and pull it through the loops of His jeans. He taps His desk with his belt buckle. "Don't forget to count." "Y..yes Sir" I slide my jeans down my thighs so they bunch up at my feet. The coolness of the wood makes me shiver as I lean against His desk. Waiting ............................................................................................ |
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I can so relate......Mistress has a Big Black of Horrors 
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Lmao!...l keep a mental list! serves you right to feel the sting of his leather belt embracing the burn upon your supple flesh for your willful spiteful brat ways! heh heh
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LMAO 
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