ISABELLA’S POV
Mr L: Did you really miss me?
Mr. L finally responded, and it dawned on me that I had promised to reach out as soon as the first competition ended. He must have checked the schedule and known today marked its conclusion, prompting his message.Or maybe he saw it on the news.
Me: Of course! I missed you. I could never lie to my master.
Mr L: You won’t. If you do you will be punished.
Me: How would you punish me this time master?
Excitement bubbled up inside me, making my fingers tremble as I typed my reply.
Me: I think I want to be punished.
Mr. L: Guess what, baby girl?
I turned over onto my belly, a rush of anticipation coursing through me.
Me: I’m not great at guessing. Tell me!
I replied eagerly, my heart pounding in my chest.
Mr. L: Normally, I’d punish you f
