Sam continued to chastise his slut as he walked out of the dining room and headed for the kitchen. “You just keep pushing for more--more punishment, more humiliation, more of being used. But this time you went too far and gave up too much, enough so that if one of our friends or neighbors saw your post, they’d figure out it was you. I can only guess that’s what you want.”

As Sam spoke slut considered this, “was that what she’d meant to do? To take their relationship and expose it… risk discovery by others?” From the kitchen she heard, “Hey Paul, this is Sam… yeah, doing alright. You?... Good good, well I’m calling cuz when I got home tonight found out the wife had a surprise and was making something special, there’ll be too much for just 2 people. Would you and Jeanie like to come over in about an hour and join us?”
Slut hollers out, “SAM!”
Sam, “Great. Also, I’m thinking I’ll get around to posting pictures of our old furniture on craigslist this weekend. Could you bring back the digital camera you borrowed?”
Again, slut hollers out, “SAM!”
Sam, “Oh right, she was just reminding me, earlier when I was setting the table, realized we’re out of candlesticks, could you bring a few over? … Great! We’ll see you and Jeanie in about an hour, OK?”

Slut hears Sam hang up and then start dialing again. “Hey, is Jerry doing delivery tonight?... Can I talk to him?... Hey Jerry, it’s Sam. I’ve got a couple of neighbors coming over for dinner later tonight and the wife forget to thaw the meat. Could you put together an order for delivery 4 people, something nice, and get it here in 30-40 minutes?”
… Slut remarks, “Sam,” more pleading than demanding…
“I know that’s really pushing it, but they’re’ll be a special tip for ya… Thanks buddy!”