Chapter Twelve
Can anyone on the planet imagine the study in contrasts that I was at that moment? On one hand, I was in my private elevator being whisked to my impossibly luxurious penthouse office with a view all the way to the Bay Bridge and Mount Tamalpais, wherein I had a packed morning schedule of intense meetings with some of the brightest people on earth, all of whom were looking to me for guidance and answers. On the other, my poor ass was throbbing with the effects of almost two solid days of being spanked and f****d, and was currently harboring an uncomfortably large plug that reminded me every second of my total subjugation to my handsome husband. And then there was the WeVibe resting ominously in my v****a and nestling against my c**t, keeping me constantly in a low level stat
