| Author: | Mistress Daria | ISBN: | 9781370074112 |
| Publisher: | Mistress Daria | Publication: | November 26, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords | Language: | English |
| Author: | Mistress Daria |
| ISBN: | 9781370074112 |
| Publisher: | Mistress Daria |
| Publication: | November 26, 2016 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords |
| Language: | English |
Rachel adored me, yet her discipline was usually pretty cruel. She had taken a class in San Diego at a place called "The Learner’s Studio”. She had taken the segment for Dominatrix's and I had taken the part for submissive’s throughout the entire week. They had discussed what sort of Dominatrix I needed and had laid out the boundaries for our relationship redefining them as we came along. I needed a solid, Dominatrix who strictly went by the rules and held me to task went I broke them. Rachel had been clear, she adored me, my brain, my soul, yet her standards were strict, and there would be disciplining. Safe words and body language like gestures were set up and there hadn’t been any true test, but this evening there would be one and Rachel knew it. Rachel realized too, that I normally committed an offense once and seldom a second time. I made Rachel proud of that, and knew this would be the same. She called Paula to ask if she would take me shopping, and to let her know what happened, then she had a thought.
"Paula you busy this evening?"
"No was simply going to just lounge around, maybe do some shopping and perhaps call and torture a young lady, why?"
"When I send you a text, would you be able to come down to ‘The Room’? She’ll die of humiliation if you see her getting disciplined.”
Rachel adored me, yet her discipline was usually pretty cruel. She had taken a class in San Diego at a place called "The Learner’s Studio”. She had taken the segment for Dominatrix's and I had taken the part for submissive’s throughout the entire week. They had discussed what sort of Dominatrix I needed and had laid out the boundaries for our relationship redefining them as we came along. I needed a solid, Dominatrix who strictly went by the rules and held me to task went I broke them. Rachel had been clear, she adored me, my brain, my soul, yet her standards were strict, and there would be disciplining. Safe words and body language like gestures were set up and there hadn’t been any true test, but this evening there would be one and Rachel knew it. Rachel realized too, that I normally committed an offense once and seldom a second time. I made Rachel proud of that, and knew this would be the same. She called Paula to ask if she would take me shopping, and to let her know what happened, then she had a thought.
"Paula you busy this evening?"
"No was simply going to just lounge around, maybe do some shopping and perhaps call and torture a young lady, why?"
"When I send you a text, would you be able to come down to ‘The Room’? She’ll die of humiliation if you see her getting disciplined.”
