ABBY P.O.V
Weekends are terribly boring. Shawn had left me this morning to head to the university to take care of a few pressing matters. He seemed very stressed, but it’s understandable, he is a teacher after all he has a lot of responsibilities. I rolled out of bed and decided it best I get dressed and start on some of my school work that had been waiting for me.
I went to grab a shirt out of the closet and noticed a bruise circling my wrist. My face heated in memory of my punishment last night and my p***y throbbed. That was some punishment; maybe I should get in trouble more often. The thought made me giggle. I was becoming a deviant.
I finished getting dressed and headed to the kitchen to grab some coffee while I did some studying for my child psych class. I was determined to ach
