At 5:15pm her office doorbell rang and she left her desk to answer it. It was Tim. “Mr Thwacker for his appointment,” he told her with a smile as he pushed past her.

Things suddenly clicked. Amanda smiled briefly before changing it for a look of sternness as he smiled at her again. “What do you want?”

“Go elsewhere!” she said sternly as she walked into the client interview room.

He followed her and closed the door behind them before placing his briefcase on the table. Amanda looked on with a look of incredulity as he opened it and started to lay some things out on the table. She couldn’t believe it when she saw the handcuffs, black leather paddle, brown-handled riding crop, and black silk blindfold laid out neatly on the table. “What on earth…..”

Her words had hardly left her mouth by the time he had picked up the handcuffs, spun her around and fastened them around her wrists. “What are you doing?”

Tim spun her back round to face him. “I have come to look after your needs,” he told her.

He stepped forward and pulled her to him. “I bet it’s been a long time since someone took your knickers down and gave you a good spanking,” he said softly in her ear.

Amanda remembered their games. She remembered those exciting times when he would play the role of punishing her. She missed them. Simon was not like that, but there again he was a nicer person than Tim. “I’m not playing this game and if you touch me I will have you charged with assault!”

His hand had already found the side buttons of her trousers and she could feel the warmth of his fingers through the material. With his other hand he brushed aside the hair from her face and stroked her cheek. “Now you and I both know that you don’t mean it. I know what you need. I know you want me to take off your trousers and knickers and bend you over this table and deal with you for being a very naughty girl!” he said before kissing her lightly on the lips.

He stared into her eyes and it was all she could do to look away as she felt his fingers pop the first button. “You have been very naughty haven’t you?”

Amanda pressed her lips together firmly to stop herself from speaking. She felt two more buttons pop and then she glanced down at his hand and watched him undo the remaining button. He looked into her eyes again before sinking down onto his knees and beginning to tug down her trousers. “I think you require six of my very best, young lady,” he told her as he slid them down past her knees.

She sighed as he pulled them over her feet. As his hands reached up to the waistband of her white knickers, she pulled on the handcuffs and realised that she was helpless to stop him. It had been a long time since he had last seen her intimately, and she watched him as he slowly pulled them down over her hips and down to her ankles. She felt the cold air around her and became suddenly aware of her vulnerability.

As he stood up,