She won’t ever cheat on me or leave me. I wonder if she realizes it will crush my heart if she ever did.
”DAMN-IT! When did I fall in love with this slave?” I think to myself as I lay exhausted from Zoe’s tongue.
I jokingly think to myself “she can go but she has to leave her tongue behind.”
What a cruel thing to think. I am amusingly ashamed of myself.
Then what I had feared happens; I must feel pain and humiliation. Jon is very good at making me beg and cry but he is not here.
I sternly order Zoe to go fetch her favorite toys.
When she returns with her arms loaded with toys I give her a DEMAND; you are to be my mistress for the morning and I will be your slave.
“Do to me whatever you wish, I demand you to humiliate and hurt me!
I will have a safe word of ‘daffodil’ you are only to stop when I utter that word. I want you to make me beg and cry!”
I don’t know why I gave her a safe word, I know I will never use it.
A look of confusion comes in her eyes. Then it is quickly replaced with a smirk on her lips.
She commands me to stand up while she ties a blindfold on me. I am then commanded to raise my arms above my head as far as possible and stand on my toes.
I do as she commands and almost instantly feel the first strike of the cane slash my bottom.
I start to wonder if I have made a mistake…