Manny walked over to the table and slowly, one by one, released the leather straps. Then in a quiet voice he told her to stand up. She arose on wobbly legs. Beneath her she spotted a familiar metal bucket. With characteristic foresight he had anticipated the possibility of an accident and acted to prevent her from soiling his carpet.
“Take the bucket to the bathroom, empty it and clean it out. Also while you’re there lubricate yourself. When you’re done, go into the bedroom.”
She listened to his words and felt her face burn with shame, as if to match the burning sensation in her rear. She bent over to pick up the bucket which had been the instrument of an earlier punishment and walked to the bathroom. When she was done cleaning the bucket, she retrieved the Vaseline. He had never asked h
