Be My Everything by Ella Jade

here when she came
down only further enhanced her punishment.
    “So, you may eat breakfast in the kitchen,” he continued.
“I’ll be home around noon, and I’ll expect you in my study waiting for me. I’ve
left you something to wear tomorrow. Do you understand?”
    “Yes, Master,” she whispered.
    “Good,” he said. “I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon.”
    That night had to be the longest of Luke’s life. He didn’t
sleep at all, knowing Katherine was down the hall and waiting for him to come
to her. He wanted to go to her and fuck some sense into her, but he was proving
a point, and a little distance was good for the both of them.
    It had taken him days to settle down after she came to his
office and accused him of treating her like a whore. He wasn’t even sure he
could handle seeing her this weekend and almost decided her punishment should
be that she stay home alone all weekend. But he couldn’t bear to be away from
her. He was becoming used to her presence, and just thinking about not being
able to touch her all weekend infuriated him.
    He wasn’t the one who had done anything wrong, so why should
he be punished? No, in the end, this was the better route. He’d have her here
and she’d have to experience just how disappointed he was with her. By the time
the weekend was over, she would never challenge him again.
    Luke entered the study at noon and Katherine was already
waiting on her knees by his desk. Her posture was perfect, but her body was
stiff. He thought she looked incredible in the short, pleated skirt and the
perfectly pressed, tight, white dress shirt.
    “My little schoolgirl,” he whispered as he stood in the
doorway.
    He circled her and stopped directly behind her, bending over
and lifting up her skirt. He smiled because she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her
pale ass was smooth and soft, and he was hard just looking at it. The fact that
she hadn’t given him permission to take it made it all the more tempting. He
draped her skirt back over her bottom and gave it a swift smack. Her body
jolted at the contact.
    “Good afternoon, Ms. Sierra,” he said. “Did you have a good
morning?”
    “Yes, Master,” she answered.
    “You’ll refer to me as Mr. Cain today,” he informed her.
    “Yes, Mr. Cain.”
    “I hear the reason you’re in my office is because you’ve
been a bad little girl this week.”
    “Yes, Master…I mean, Mr. Cain.”
    He arched a brow at her as he sat down at his desk. He
switched on the computer monitor and looked over the papers that were in front
of him.
    “I have an extremely busy afternoon ahead of me,” he said.
“But I want you close, so you’ll stay here. I’ll expect you to sit quietly and
not disturb me.”
    She nodded.
    The first hour, he hardly knew she was there. She kneeled
silently by his feet. About halfway into the second hour, she shifted her
position a few times, but didn’t disturb him. Hour three proved to be a
challenge for her as she fidgeted and rubbed her hands against her thighs.
    “Is there a problem?” he asked, without looking up from the
monitor.
    “I’m cold, Mr. Cain, and my legs are falling asleep,” she
admitted. “But I’m fine.”
    “Hmm,” he said as he continued to work on the spreadsheet
that had been giving him a problem for the past hour. It wasn’t as if it was
difficult, but he had been thinking about all the ways he could take her in
that schoolgirl uniform she was wearing and was rather distracted.
    He lasted about another twenty minutes, but wanted to play
and thought she had been punished enough, for now. He pulled the wooden ruler
from the desk drawer and looked down at her, slapping it against the palm of
his hand.
    “Come to me,” he instructed.
    She stood up on wobbly legs, but managed to make her way to
him. She kept her eyes on the ruler. He pulled her to stand directly in between
his legs and slid his hand up the back of her skirt.
    “No panties?” He shook his head in mock disapproval.