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A Deal to be Made

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Ursula smiled at the man kneeling at her feet. It was where he belonged. She had known from the first time she spoke to him that he was just waiting to be dominated. After four years of indecision and arguments he was in the right place.

She wondered what his colleagues in the Tory party would think if they saw Boris like this but suspected they would not be surprised. She ran her hand over the leather paddle before cracking it on the chair arm making him jump. He had given her a deal and now she would reward him.