Blinking as his words register in my mind "Come here and lay across my knee Angela"... I think to myself there is still time for me to run and escape, but the strange thing was, I stayed put, as if some force was keeping me in my place.

I lay over his lap, feeling quite at ease in this position. My heart skipped a beat at the sudden notion that I felt like I belonged there. It crossed my mind that I would be spanked, for being naughty by trespassing in a forbidden zone, and there was no turning back.

I wondered if I should have lifted my dress up for him, usually that was something that was a given in these circumstances. But I didn’t know him or how he worked, so I decided that by taking him literally it would be the safer option.

Shivering I realised the magnitude of the situation. I am over the lap of my employer in his dungeon about to be spanked for being disobedient! Being a submissive or not didn’t matter, it was the situation at hand. Trembling, I wondered if he had realised my little secret. Blushing terribly feeling the slight dampness between my legs, I attempt to keep them together. 'Surely he won’t notice' I think to myself.

I wait with anticipation, my bottom flinching, not knowing what to expect.