Chapter Seven
On the morning of the thirtieth day, Judith awaited Jeremy with knots in my stomach. She’d been up most of the night wrestling with the difficult issue of what came next. She and Jeremy had not talked in any detail about her life after those first thirty days were over. Now she’d completed her backlog of work, after today she would have completed her punishment, and she would be, theoretically, free.
That created some conflicting emotions. The first was a sense of relief. Whatever else she might be confused or conflicted about, she knew one thing for certain: she fervently hoped never to have her bare ass whipped again. The second was a sense of giddy anticipation about the things she’d be able to do. One of those things, hopefully, would be s*x with Jeremy, but there was m
