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He released her, and she spun around to face him, angrier than before.
"Fine," she spat. "Master Derek can punish me. But you don't touch me ever again!"
He was visibly taken aback by her angry declaration and took a step back as if she had hit him again.
She watched in shock as he turned to Derek. "Obviously, I was wrong about a few things. I think I'm gonna go." He stepped toward the door and Derek stepped in front of him.
"Hell no. I have no idea what is going on here, but we are going to find out." With that, he closed the space between himself and Emily with two long strides, sat down on her bed, and pulled her over his knee in one fluid motion. Before she could protest, her pajama pants and panties were around her ankles, and Derek was lying smacks across her still bruised bottom with a vengeance that she’d forgotten he possessed. All while Professor Rogers looked on with an angry smirk.
She tried to block Derek's hand, but he quickly pinned her hands behind her back and continued spanking. His hand was large and hard, and he wielded it like a paddle, raining smack after smack down across her tender bottom, with no pause or chance for her to cry out or even catch her breath between slaps.
"You do not get to treat a member of staff like that," he scolded. "You may not be under contract as his submissive anymore, but Professor Rogers is still an authority over you, young lady."
"I don't care!" she cried, sobbing once again. "He's a jerk!"
Just as quickly as he began, Derek stopped spanking and pulled her into his lap, scrutinizing her face with a concerned frown. "Sunday night, you told me that Professor Rogers had been a gentleman. That nothing had happened against your wishes. Did you lie to me?"
She was tempted to say yes, that she had lied, and that he hadn't been a gentleman. She would have felt justified doing so, because in her mind, lying about one's identity and forcing someone to submit to you under false pretenses was not being a gentleman. It was certainly against her wishes, but she knew that saying yes, even for a moment was unfair, and when the truth of her anger came out, her trust with both men would be broken.
"No, sir. I didn't lie to you," she answered with a sigh.
"I see. Then tell me, Emily, did Professor Rogers communicate with you on Sunday that you were to contact him if you experienced any sort of drop?"
Shit. How did this situation keep getting worse?
As she answered, she braced herself to be thrown back over Derek's lap and spanked some more. "Yes, Sir, he did," she answered with a grimace.
Derek did not toss her over his knee again as she had expected. His brows furrowed together, and he looked over her, at Professor Rogers and then back at her.
"Do you want to explain to me why, when Professor Rogers called you out on not reaching out to him, your response was to slap him?"
"No, Sir." She was not ready to open that particular can of worms.
Derek sighed. "Emily, do you not feel safe with Professor Rogers for some reason?"
Again, she wanted to answer in the affirmative, because it was true that she didn't trust him in the moment, and it was hard to feel safe with someone you didn't trust, but Emily knew that was not what Master Derek meant.
"No, Sir," she responded. "I don't feel unsafe with him."
"Okay," Derek nodded slowly. "And it's my understanding, that you wish for me to punish you for smacking him?”
"Yes, Sir."
"Okay." Master Derek frowned again. "Emily, do you trust me? And by that, I mean do you understand that even though sometimes my methods may be a little unconventional, I always have the best interests of the Littles and submissives under my care in mind?"
"Yes…" Emily answered slowly, not liking where this was going. Unconventional methods did not sound good, but it didn't change her answer. She trusted Master Derek implicitly.
"Okay then." He nodded decisively and lifted her off his lap, depositing her onto the bed beside him before standing. "Then your punishment is that I release you into the care of Professor Rogers until the end of the week. You should have contacted him when you dropped anyway, so this kills two birds with one stone."
Emily was stunned into silence as she processed the edict. This was certainly… unconventional. She wondered if she should safeword, even though she knew in her heart she wasn't going to, she felt like she had to say something. Derek was staring at her, waiting for a response.
Before she could give one, Professor Rogers spoke up. "Master Derek, may I see you out in the hall please?"
Professor Rogers didn't say another word or wait for an answer, just strode out of the room and into the hall, waiting for Derek to follow him.
After a minute, Derek did, and she was left alone with the sinking dismay of her own private thoughts.
