Eva sat me down and gave me a drink. “We’ll do the beating before we eat,” she said. “Unfortunately that may mean you will prefer to eat standing up, but that can’t be helped.” She gave a half smile at her little pleasantry, but I knew it was no laughing matter.
She took a sip of her drink. “Let me explain why it is necessary to beat you,” she said.
I thought I knew the reason already; she wanted to. And since I had committed myself to her, she had the right. But Eva explained that there was more to it.
“A girl such as you, who has put herself in the hands of an owner, needs constant reassurance as to her role, her status. It is not enough to be told these things; a girl must have them constantly reiterated if she is to feel secure. Submissives are needy; they are not content with the o
