“Thank you, Mistress.” Damn! What was my safe word? Maybe I’ll make one up and tell her she forgot! I would have called it if I remembered. My ass really burned!
We walked back into the playroom.
“Have a seat,” she said, then chuckled. “Or not.” She grinned as she scanned my butt. “Try to relax. There’s just one more thing I want to do.”
I leaned down onto the bench, lying on my stomach. Oh yes, I’ll remember the ride home.
But tears were running down my face.
“Sit up a little, Pretty Girl,” she said as her hands grasped my arms to help me up. She pulled me into her arms. I melted into her.
“I took you too far, didn’t I?” she whispered. “And we haven’t done much aftercare. I feel I owe you aftercare from fifteen years ago, too.”
I could only nod. “I couldn’t remember my safe word,”
