He led her by the leash into the front room. 'Kneel, ' he ordered abruptly. She obeyed, breathing raggedly as he stood before her. 'Sit back on your heels and spread your knees wide. Keep your back straight.' He sat in a plush antique chair, staring at her, forcing her to meekly drop her gaze. He yanked her forward, then grasped her arm, hauling her up across his lap so her bottom was raised high. His hand settled on her rear. 'I am the master...