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CONTENTS

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty One

Chapter Twenty Two

Chapter Twenty Three

Chapter Twenty Four

Chapter Twenty Five

Chapter Twenty Six

Chapter Twenty Seven

Chapter Twenty Eight

Chapter Twenty Nine

Chapter Thirty

Chapter Thirty One

Chapter Thirty Two

Chapter Thirty Three

Chapter Thirty Four

Chapter Thirty Five

Chapter Thirty Six

Chapter Thirty Seven

Chapter Thirty Eight

Chapter Thirty Nine

Chapter Forty

Chapter Forty One

Chapter Forty Two

Chapter Forty Three

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Chapter One

Marcus checked out his shave and buff in the mirror, his head bald as a newborn baby's. He could do

the job himself, and often did, but on a Saturday morning Marcus liked to indulge himself. A little lie in,

coffee and something sticky at the cafe, and a close shave of his head, followed by the bookstore.

The little thing who'd shaved him brought the hand mirror out and held it behind him so he could get the

overall view. “Is it satisfactory, sir?” Flaming all over the place and cute as hell. It was too bad one look

at Marcus’ playroom would have the boy fainting and then running for the hills.

"More than, thank you."

He left the wee thing a nice tip and headed off up Brighton Avenue toward Roomful of Books. It wasn't

as big as the Borders, but it had an amazing fiction selection and a surprisingly interesting alternative

lifestyle section. And they didn't mind how long you browsed.

The sun was shining brightly, his belly was full of beignets, and he had an appointment in the evening for

a whipping. Marcus did love the weekend.

The little bell sounded as he opened the door to the bookstore, and he gave Juniper a “hello” and a

wave before wandering toward the mystery section. He was in the mood for a whodunit.

He barely missed the skinny man who was wandering, thumbing through a book and muttering under his

breath. Marcus murmured an “excuse me", gave the fellow a smile, and found himself at the mysteries.

A few moments later, the man came behind him, dragging Juniper along, snarling. “Look. I don't know

what kind of moron organizes these books, but these are clearly mis-categorized."

"I ... I'm sorry, Dr. Upton. I."

"Don't call me that.” Someone was pissed . “It doesn't take a fucking rocket scientist to keep the science

fiction and the mysteries separated."

Marcus raised an eyebrow and looked down on the man. He had the advantage of height and muscles

and he used it to come to Juniper's defense. “It doesn't take a rocket scientist to be courteous, either."

"Indeed. Fortunately, the last time I gave a shit whether a muscle-bound asshole found me courteous I

was, oh, fifteen or so and scared of my tennis coach. Now, I don't believe I was speaking to you."

"Someone needs to put you over their knee and spank you until you cry.” Not only was he deadly

serious, he would happily offer to do it himself.

He got a snort, a rolled eye. “If I get the urge, I'll holler. Do you mind?"

Marcus crossed his arms and did his best mountain impression. “I do mind, actually.” Juniper ran a

stellar business; the man didn't deserve abuse like this man was dishing out.

"Oh, fuck off.” The bright green eyes flashed, staring at him, furious. “Look, Puffy, I don't have time to

play pet the muscle-bound asshole. I have work to do."

"Sir. Professor. Please. What are you searching for, and I'll find it.” Juniper was shivering, fluttering a bit.

"You keep calling me asshole and I will take you outside and beat your ass until it's black and blue and

then I'll make you come back and beg for more. This man is trying to help you and you're doing nothing

but insulting him and his other customers.” Shit, those eyes were something. He'd love to see them full

need, full of passion. In submission. Yes, indeed. Although, really, now was not the time to be springing

wood.

The long nose wrinkled and those green eyes left him, ignoring him completely. “I need everything you

have by Nicholas Blake. Immediately."

Marcus put his hand on Juniper's shoulder, gave it a little squeeze. “Say ‘please', professor."

"Now."

Juniper was trembling beneath his hand, so he squeezed again. “No, that didn't sound like ‘please’ to

me. Why don't you try again?"

Those green eyes flashed. “I don't need this shit. I'll find another bookstore and, believe me, I'll be

contacting corporate."

"As will I.” He dug into his pocket and pulled out one of his cards. “Here you go. Give me a call when

you want that spanking badly enough to beg for it."

"That's never going to happen.” The card was slapped out of his hand.

"That's a real shame. You don't know what you're giving up."

"Bullshit.” Then the man turned on his heel, storming out.

Juniper stared, just blinked. “Man, Dr. Upton's ... he's had a terrible time, huh?"

"Oh?” Was there a good reason for the bad behavior?

"Oh, you don't know? He was an English professor and some little girl accused him of rape. Now, we all

knew he didn't do it, because the man swings, well, our way, but he lost everything—his job, his house,

his boyfriend. Everything."

"Ouch.” It didn't excuse the rudeness—Juniper didn't deserve to be treated like that no matter what had

happened to the man—but it did explain it.

"Yeah. He's pure evil now. Does freelance stuff, I think. I don't know. He was one hell of a teacher,

though."

"You say that as if you have experience. Were you one of his students?” Despite himself, Marcus was

intrigued now.

"I was. Five years ago or so."

"Well, if that's the way he treats the people he knows...” Marcus found himself looking down the aisle

where the professor had disappeared. He couldn't help it, the man was interesting. Maybe even

intriguing. Marcus prided himself on being able to tell if someone was gay or straight, and if they were a

top, bottom or switch. Mr. High and Mighty Snooty Professor screamed bottom boy to him.

Juniper shrugged. “I think he's just incredibly unhappy. Let me get him his books and I'll get him on his

way."

"Yes, I didn't hear the bell over the door ring. Don't let him be nasty to you just because he's unhappy."

Juniper smiled at him, patted his arm. “You're a good guy.” Then the little clerk gathered up four novels

and scurried to the professor, who was at the counter, having filled his arms with books.

Marcus turned back toward the mystery section once again, but his mind was filled with thoughts of the

professor and all the things he could do to the man. It was amazing what a good beating could do to

one's mood. He grabbed a book at random and made his way over to the register, moving slowly and

getting a good, long look at the stiff back and tight little ass.

"Here you go, Dr. Upton. Thanks for your business.” Juniper handed the man his change.

"You don't have to call me that, Juniper. Did you ever graduate?"

"I did. I'm in grad. school now."

"Going to teach?"

"No. No, I'm a biology major. Research."

"Good. Don't teach if you can help it. It's a crap profession.” Then the man just walked away.

Marcus watched him go. That really was a lovely little ass. He had a sudden yearning to see it spanked

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