Lisa's Training Chapter 12

Your comments on Kitty's post and on mine when I linked to the stories were so flattering that I felt I had to write another chapter. I just hope I can keep living up to your expectations. I am still surprised at the positive reaction because I haven't done erotic writing in the past.

If you read any of the previous 11 stories on my previous post or Kitty's latest post (http://kitty-sweetsurrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/affected-by-florida-dom.html), you know that Lisa is a smart driven professional woman who is a submissive in her personal life and is finally exploring her submissive side with her new Master. So here goes:

Lisa's Training Chapter 12

It was one of those picture perfect fall afternoons with the leaves turning and Lisa loved those beautiful fall days.

She loved sleeping in on Saturday mornings in cool weather with the windows open and felt very refreshed. She got up and went to the computer naked as her Master required and sat on the piece of sandpaper and write her morning email to him. She was required to check in with him in the morning, but it was now something she wanted to do. Her day didn't seem right without letting him know how she felt and what she was thinking.

She used to keep her emotions bottled up, but he had worked on her sharing her inner most thoughts with him. She then took a shower and loved the feeling of the warm water spraying on her body. She would have loved to put her hands between her legs and rub her clit, but she was only allowed to rub with his permission and she wouldn't feel comfortable rubbing without permission. She always wanted to please his master.

She did enjoy washing her unshaved armpits. It seemed strange when he first told her not to shave her pits, but now she loved doing that for him because she felt like it was his mark on her and she so loved making him happy.

She was having breakfast when her phone rang and her pussy twitched when she saw it was his number. It always did. She always loved hearing from him. She wanted to serve him and give him what he wanted.

He told her it was too nice a day to waste inside and that they were going to go to a secluded park they both loved to spend the day. Of course, he always told her what they were going to do. He made all the decisions in their relationship. She called the shots on her job but she loved following his lead in their relationship.

He told her to go to the deli to get a picnic lunch and they would eat near the pond and feed the ducks some crumbs. He said he'd pick her up in an hour and to wear panties, slacks and a weatshirt with no bra. He liked easy access to her tits and she liked him to have that easy access.

Her Master arrived right on time and she melted when she opened the door. She loved his looks and his scent and he pulled her tight and gave her a sensuous kiss and slid his hands under her sweatshirt and rubbed her tits. She loved that. And then he slid his hands inside her panties and found she was already wet. Just seeing him still made her wet. He got his fingers wet and then sucked on them. She loved that he so enjoyed tasting her juices. And then he reached inside her panties for more juices and had her suck them off his fingers. Oh, she also liked her own juices but was now only allowed to taste with his permission. She was thinking this had the makings of a wonderful day.

He opened the door to the car and when she sat down, he told her to pull her panties and slacks to her thighs. He loved her sitting in the car on her naked butt. The next thing she knew he was putting his hands between her leg and sliding something in her pussy. When she felt the buzzing she knew it was the remote controlled silver vibrating bullet and he had the remote. Oh, this day was looking even better.

As he drove to the park, he buzzed her every few minutes and she was getting so turned on. And then he would reach over and rub her clit as she leaned back in the seat with her legs spread and eyes closed and moaned. Oh, she loved him doing that to her.

She was brought back to reality when they arrived at the pond and parked. He said let's go for a walk before we have lunch. She loved walking hand in hand with him as he buzzed the vibe from time to time and pulled her close to him for a sweet kiss now and then. Oh, Lisa was getting so wet. She could feel her thighs and her panties were damp. She felt so good knowing that he wanted her and that she wanted to give herself to him and she wanted him to take what he wanted. She wanted him to use her body for his pleasure.

And then he veered them towards a secluded area filled with trees that wasn't easy to see from the main walk as the leaves crunched under their feet. And then he pointed to a big true and told her to stand with her hands outstretched against it with his legs spread. And then he pulled down her slacks and panties to her knees and her sweatshirt up to her navel. His ass and pussy were naked and she was so embarrassed being this way in public and hoping that nobody would come by. But she obeyed. She always obeyed. And she was getting wetter. She could feel her juices dripping on her thighs. And he put his hands between her legs and said, "Oh, what do we have here?'' He loved getting her wet. He knew she wanted what was coming even if she was embarrassed to be in public.

He then took a blindfold out of her pocket and blindfolded her. He wanted her to concentrate on what was coming. When she heard the sound of a branch cracking, she had a pretty good idea that he was going to use it as a cane.

He just said one word, "count.'' She knew what was expected. She was to count out the number of blows he delivered. As the first one cracked into her ass, she gasped and said, "One Master.'' Oh, that branch hurt. She knew that was going to be quite a spanking. And he kept it up. Ten, Twenty, Thirty, Forty.. Fifty. She kept counting but she cried out after each one. And he was buzzing her pussy at the same time. The sensation of the buzzing and the blows was making her so wet. She was gushing as her juices ran down her thighs. But she was crying, too. She wanted to make him happy, but he was pushing her limits. She was having trouble standing up. Her ass felt raw.

And he finally stopped and waited as she gathered herself. Her ass felt like it was on fire. Yet she was so wet. She knew she wanted to take the beating for him. She wanted to please him and be a good slave her him. And then he moved close to her and dried her tears and gave her a big kiss and she felt so good knowing she had made him happy. And then he tenderly rubbed her bottom.

He then told her to get on her hands and knees and she felt lube being inserted in her ass. She knew she was going to get an ass fucking. And with the vibe buzzing, he slowed pushed his cock into her ass and slammed it in and then started fucking her in and out, in and out. Oh, she felt so filled with the vibe in her pussy and the cock in her ass and she was panting and moaning and begging, "Oh, please, Master, will you let me cum. I want to cum for you. Let me cum Master.'' And he told her to keep begging. "Oh, please, Master, I need a cum, please let me cum, I want to cum for you.''

And then she said, "Cum for me.'' And she exploded in an orgasm that went through her body and made her gush. Oh, she loved what he did to her. She loved the way he took her body.

He then had her clean his cock with her mouth and she loved that.

And then he was very tender as he rubbed her back and cuddled with her in the leaves. Oh, she loved the way he cuddled with her and whispered in her ear, "You belong to me. You belong to me. You belong to me.''

She felt so content as they cuddled together and he wrapped his arms around her and then he finally got up and gave her a big hug and the walked hand in hand back to the car and got the picnic lunch.

And then they sat eating and tossing scraps to the ducks. It was the end of a perfect afternoon. Anybody seeing them would think they were just another vanilla couple enjoying a day in the park. Little did they know her thighs were sticky with her juices and his cum.

Little did they know that he had taken her once again and that she had loved serving him.

Little did they know.

--The End--

The Lisa stories

Many of my newer readers (and I want to thank all of you for reading and commenting) don't realize I started this blog writing a series of stories about a professional woman who was a tiger in the board room and a submissive in the bedroom. I wrote 11 of them, but I haven't written another one in over a year. I can be a champion procrastinator.

Anyway, one of my favorite bloggers, Kitty, recently went back in the archives and read all 11 of them and posted about how much she liked them. As a writer, it's always so gratifying to read good things about your writing. I thank her and all the bloggers who commented positively. And if you like them, PK gets a lot of the credit. She convinced me to start writing them when I wasn't sure they would find an audience or that I could even write erotica.

I also was unsure of how far to take the series. I am into more BDSM than some spankos, but I've enjoyed the comments from bloggers who say they wouldn't want to do some of the things in the stories, but enjoyed reading about them.

And the part where she serves other men isn't even a fantasy of mine. I wouldn't want to share a sub, but I felt it might spice up the stories.

I recommend you read and follow Kitty's blog and not just because she wrote about me.

Here's the link to her post:

http://kitty-sweetsurrender.blogspot.com/2011/10/affected-by-florida-dom.html

In her post, she has a link to the first Lisa story. But I decided to link to all 11.

Here's a link to Chapter 1

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/training-lisa-chapter-1.html

Here's a link to Chapter 2:

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-lisa-chapter-2.html

And Chapter 3

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-lisa-chapter-3.html

And Chapter 4

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-lisa-chapter-4.html

And Chapter 5

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/06/training-lisa-chapter-5.html

And Chapter 6

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-lisa-chapter-6.html

And Chapter 7

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/07/training-lisa-part-7.html

And Chapter 8

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2009/08/lisas-training-chapter-8.html

And Chapter 9

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2010/01/lisas-training-chapter-9.html

Add Chapter 10

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2010/03/lisas-training-chapter-10.html

And Chapter 11

http://floridadomscorner.blogspot.com/2010/05/lisas-training-chapter-11.html

Those are the 11 chapters. If you read them, I hope you enjoy them. And I may finally write another chapter soon.

FD

Lisa's Training Chapter 10

This is the latest installment in my series about the training of Lisa, a hard-charging executive in the boardroom who was trained as a submissve and has been collared as a slave by her Master. Let me know if you enjoy the chapter and want the series to continue. The first nine chapters can be found in my archives.

Lisa's Training Chapter 10

Lisa couldn't believe what she was hearing.

Her Master and the stranger she had been ordered to expose her tits to were discussing her as if she weren't sitting at the restaurant table listening to them.

And they were discussing such intimate things that she was getting red faced and felt humiliated. But she knew she had to accept the situation because she had to submit to her Master. And the more humiliated she felt, the wetter she got. Her pussy would always betray her.

What she didn't know was that the stranger in the restaurant was one of Master's best friends, which is why he was being so candid. He talked to the stranger about what a natural submissive she was and how enjoyable it was to train her her to submit while bringing her submissive side to a new level. He kept pushing her to do more things for him and she would always obey. He also enjoyed bringing out her submissive side because she's an executive in her company who is used to being in charge on the job. She shows that strong women in the workplace can be submissive in the bedroom.

Still, she was having trouble with the concept of exposing herself to the limo driver and the driver and showing her unshaved pits to the waiter. But after initially protesting, she had agreed to obey even though she knew she would be punished for not agreeing immediately to do what she was told. She knew she was not allowed to protest or debate with her Master. Her job was to obey. And there were consequences if she didn't. She had been trained to obey immediately.

She also blushed as the Master told the stranger how much she liked to swallow his cum. It was a submissive act that she virtually craved. And how much she loved ass play. He noticed right away that it was more of a turn on for her when he played with her ass than with her tits.

Her Master told the stranger that she had spent the evening with a butt plug in her ass and that she loved the feeling of fullness it gave her. Best of all, she liked it when he took the plug out and she was freshly stretched and then he plunged her cock into her butt. And kept pulling it almost out and jamming it right back in her again. It almost always led to an explosive orgasm. She loved being fucked in the ass.

She also was turned on by the spankings he gave her except when he used the crop. She admitted she was afraid of him when he had the crop in his hand because the crop stung so much when it hit her butt and always left marks. And if it hit her thighs instead of her butt, she had to bite her lips to keep from crying out in pain. It was always much more painful for her when she was beaten on her thighs than on her butt. She knew she was expected to endure the beatings without making a lot of noise.

And she got so wet that he enjoyed pushing his fingers inside her cunt, coating them with her juices and then making her smell them and lick the juices off her fingers. He also tasted her juices himself at times because she was so tasty.

He then told the stranger that he could taste her right now since he was sitting next to her at the restaurant table and it would be easy to reach under the table and stick his fingers into her.

She was startled when she heard her Master say that. She couldn't believe he was going to let the stranger stick his fingers in her in a public place. Without thinking, she said, "Huh?'' But then her Master sent her a stern glance and she knew she had made a mistake. She had to submit to her Master's wishes. She knew instantly she had displeased him and she apologized. He simply said she knew there would be a punishment for that. She said, "Yes, Master.''

He then told her to spread her legs and she did. The next thing she knew, the stranger had his hand under the table, moved her thong aside and plunged a finger in her. And then a second one. But he didn't just pull them out. He massaged her insides and then found her G spot and caressed it gently. Her body couldn't help reacting from the stimulation. She wasn't happy that a stranger was allowed to put his fingers inside her, but she felt herself getting wetter and she was on the verge on panting, but she tried to control herself. Her Master just smiled because he knew she wanted an orgasm, but she wasn't going to get one. And even she didn't want to cum in a public place. But her body wanted it.

The stranger than took his fingers out of her and sniffed them as if he were sniffing a fine wine. Lisa watched and hoped nobody in the restaurant noticed what he was doing. She felt so humiliated as he licked his fingers and tasted her juices, but yet she was still so wet. The stranger told her Master that her juices were tasty. He smiled and said he should bottle them like a fine perfume.

Her Master then invited the stranger to come with them to his place where he could give her a thorough inspection. Oh, she felt so embarrassed. This stranger was now going to get more access to her body to do who knows what. But she tried to keep smiling. She knew she couldn't protest even though she didn't like her Master sharing her. She wanted to belong just to him. But she had to make him happy. She had to follow his wishes.

He face felt flushed as the three of them headed towards the limo. The stranger got in first and sat in the middle of the back seat. Her Master then told her to drape herself over his lap. She knew what that meant. He was serious about the stranger giving her a spanking. She preferred that her Master spank her, but she knew she had no choice in the matter. She had to give Master what he wanted. To make things worse, she knew the limo driver would see her spanked, but she knew she had to accept it if she wanted to be his slave. Being his slave was an all or nothing matter. He had told her that once she accepted his collar, she had to obey or she would lose the collar. She couldn't bear that thought or even the thought of displeasing him.

The stranger slid her thong off of her and then told her to spread her legs and jammedthe thong inside her so it would be soaked with her juices. He then pulled the wet thong out of her and told her to open her mouth and pushed them inside her mouth. That would serve as a gag to keep her quiet during the spanking. The stranger had a surprise for her. Inside his suit jacket, he had a ruler. This was going to be a harsh spankin and it had all been planned in advance, but Lisa didn't know that. It would end only when her butt was red or they arrived at her Master's place. It depended on what happened first.

And he told her to keep his legs spread. He would be checking to see how wet the spanking made her. Lisa was a jumble of emotions. She was going to be spanked in front of a limo driver by a stranger. The only thing that could console her was the fact that she knew her Master wanted this and she was making him happy.

The stranger then lifted her dress and started to beat her bare ass. Twenty swats on one buttock and then 20 on the other one. And then back to the first. And he kept repeating it. Over and over and over again. He started slowly and she had no trouble absorbing that but then the blows became harder and faster. Only the thong in her mouth and the fact she was biting her lip kept her from crying out. This was different from a spanking by her Master. This was by a stranger. In front of another stranger, the limo driver who could watch from his rear view mirror. The blows kept raining down on her ass cheeks. She didn't know how much more more she could take. She always liked ass play, but she hadn't had one like this from her Master. The blows even jammed the butt plug deeper in her ass, which felt like it was on fire. It burned.

Just then the limo came to a stop. They were at her Master's place. The stranger started to gently rub her ass, but even touching it was painful.

She then heard her Master congratulate her for pleasing him. That suddenly made it all worth it. She knew she had pleased her Master. That's what counted. The stranger then pulled down her dress and helped her up as the limo driver opened the door. She was shaky as she got to her feet and then she heard her Master say to the stranger that he thought he would enjoy inspecting her. She had forgotten about the inspection he had mentioned.

How much more was she going to have to endure tonight to please her Master? She would soon find out. She knew that pleasing him was her reward for being a good girl and obeying him and submitting to him. She knew she would do what she was told to do. But she knew it wasn't going to be easy. She knew she was going to be pushed to her limits -- and possibly beyond.

The End

Lisa's Training Chapter 9

I know it's been a long time since I updated my Training Lisa series about a hard-charging woman executive who's a tiger in the boardroom, but a kitten in the bedroom who's been trained by her Sir to be a submissive. When we last left the story, she was preparing for her first public date with her Sir. Up to now, she had been blindfolded during all their sessions. He wanted to make sure she wanted the lifestyle before he revealed himself to her.


For this first date of sorts, he told her to dress in a sleeveless black dress so it was obvious she wasn't allowed to shave her pits. That was his mark on her. And he had her insert a butt plug coated with Ben Gay that burned her ass. After he arrived he asked her if she was ready to be collared and accept him as her Master and she was to be his slave. She was thrilled he wanted her to be his slave and quickly accepted and he put a necklace from Tiffany's around her neck as a collar she could wear in public along with and a bracelet engraved, "Slave Lisa,''' on her wrist. As we pick up the story of her training, they are ready to leave on their date for a dinner at the best restaurant in town. Hope you enjoy the story. And I hope you give me some feedback on whether you like it. It may be too intense for some spankos, but I still hope you will enjoy it. And the first eight chapters can be found in my archives from last year.


Lisa's Training Chapter 9


Lisa was almost lightheaded as they walked to his limo that was going to take them to the restaurant. She was such a jumble of emotions. Her ass was still burning from the butt plug and yet her thong was soaking wet because she was so thrilled to be wearing His collar, a sign she had accepted her status as His slave.


She knew there would be times when He would push her to her limits in pain and humiliation. She knew there were times when her mind would say no, but her body would betray her because she would be so wet that her juices would be dripping down her thighs the way they were now. She knew she wanted to be His slave.


As the driver opened the back door and she slid in, she saw the smirk on the driver's face as he looked down her dress and feasted his eyes on her delicious tits. Her Master had ordered her to get a low cut dress that showed off her cleavage without a bra. She knew she had great looking tits. but she felt embarrassed to be showing them off. In her office, she only wore tailored suits that didn't show off her feminine charms. She didn't want to be accused of using her sex appeal to get ahead. She wanted to get ahead on her ability. But even though it was difficult for her to show off her tits, she did it willingly because she knew it pleased Him and she wanted Him to be proud of her.


As she got into the limo, her Master went around and got in the other side. After the driver closed the door, he told her to lift her dress to her waist and to lift her butt off the seat. She was puzzled and started to question Him, but she knew that wasn't allowed. She obeyed. He then took a piece of sandpaper out of his jacket and put it on her seat and told her to sit her butt on it. He made her sit on sandpaper when she was at her computer and so she was accustomed to it. It was scratchy on her ass. She never liked having to do it, but then she knew that obeying made Him happy and it made her wet.


After she sat down on the sandpaper, she started to smooth out her dress, but He commanded her in a stern voice to keep it bunched around her waist. She knew she was giving the driver a good look at her pussy covered only by her thin thong and she was embarrassed. She had no trouble doing whatever He asked when they were alone, but doing it front of other people wasn't easy. But she knew that was the point. Serving Him wasn't going to be easy, but she wanted to do it. He had brought out her submissive side and she wanted to serve Him.

He then put his hand on her pussy, moved aside the thin thong and started rubbing her. She was stunned. She knew the driver could see him playing with her pussy. Her face was getting red and she clamped her legs together. She immediately knew she made a mistake as he sternly said, "spread your legs, slave.'' She was too slow to start doing it and He added, "You want to be my slave, don't you, slut?" She said, "Yes, Master" as she slowly opened her legs. He told her she would be punished for trying to clamp her legs. He then inserted two fingers into her and removed them coated with her juices. He put them to her mouth and told her to suck her own juices off. "See, slave, your body wants this, doesn't it?" She shook her head yes. She was so stunned at what He was doing to her in front of the driver that she could only shake her head. But she knew her body wanted it. He then continued to rub her clit as she leaned back in the seat and started to moan. She no longer cared the driver was seeing him play with her pussy. She wanted it too much. As he continued, she said, "Harder,'' but he frustrated her by removing his fingers. He wasn't going to allow her an orgasm. And it became a moot point as the limo pulled up to the restaurant. She tried to get her breathing back to normal because she knew the driver would be opening the door soon. She wanted to pull down her dress but she knew He wouldn't allow that. So she was flushed as the driver opened the door and gazed at her wet pussy.


She couldn't believe what she was doing. She was the prim and proper executive and yet she was a sex slave in His hands. She was embarrassed, but she couldn't control herself at the same time. The juices spilling on the sandpaper betrayed her. She finally got herself together and stepped out of the limo as her dress fell to cover her pussy. The driver was still able to look down her dress and check out her tits.


Meanwhile, she was fighting to keep her composure as she took her Master's arm as they walked to the restaurant. She finally had stopped panting, but she felt like she was still flushed. She wondered if the waiter would be able to smell her sex. As they entered, it was obvious He was well known. They were immediately taken to the best table. She wondered how many women He had taken here before but she didn't care. She wanted to be His slave.


After she sat down, the ritual began again. He again told her to lift her butt off the chair and He put the piece of sandpaper down. Her ass still had the butt plug in it. A constant reminder that she was His slave. His dress was bunched up, but the table covered it. He then moved Hiss hand under the table again and started rubbing her pussy again. Oh, no, she thought. Would He make her cum in public? But He stopped just when she started to pant again. And then the waiter came over and he ordered the best wine in the house. He told her they were going to have a toast to her slave status. That made her feel so good. She knew she wanted to serve Him even when He pushed her to her limits.


But He then told her one more thing. When the waiter poured the wine, He wanted her to lift her arms and pretend she was fixing her hair. Her first reaction was to say please, don't make me do that. She would be humiliated when the waiter saw her pits weren't shaved. He simply said in a low voice, who are you. She was resigned. She said he was His slave. She knew she had to obey. So when the waiter returned, her arms were up and the waiter could see the hair in her pits. Her face was red. But her cunt was wet. The humiliation turned her on. She couldn't help it. And the waiter was discreet but she knew he noticed. He had a slight smile on his face.


Her Master then proposed the toast to her slave status and she once again felt so good she was serving Him.

After they ordered their dinner, the waiter poured them another glass of wine and He quietly told her she would have to be punished for questioning Him when He told her to raise her arms. She was resigned and said, "Yes, Master.''


He then told her she had to perform one more task before they had their meal. He pointed to a man dining alone in the back of the restaurant. He told her to go to his table, tell him she was a collared slave and was dining with her Master. Tell him her Master told her to show him her tits if he desired. And since she wasn't wearing a bra and had a low cut dress, it would be easy for her to pull them out of the top of his dress. She was keep them exposed until he said thank you.


She just shook her head. He was going too far. Exposing herself in public. He couldn't expect her to do that. She was an executive. But as she shook her head He just kept staring at her. He said each time I have to tell you what you're supposed to do and you don't do it immediately, there will be more punishment. He asked her if she understood. She was speechless. She still couldn't believe it. But as she gathered her wits about her, she knew she had no choice. She was His slave. She was to serve Him. She slowly said she would do it, but she didn't move. He replied that He didn't want her to make Him wait. She tried to get out of her chair but her legs were like spaghetti. She still couldn't believe He wanted her to do this but she was prepared to do it.


As she got out of her chair, she walked very slowly. She still didn't know if she could do it until she got to his table. She just looked at him until he said do we know each other. She said no and then hesitated and finally told him she was a collared slave and her Master wanted her to show her tits. She asked if he wanted to see them. She was still stunned she was asking a complete stranger. What she didn't know is that the man was a good friend of her Master's. He replied that if her Master wanted her to show them, he would be happy to see them.


She was now at the point of no return. She hesitated and finally reached her hands inside her dress, cupped her tits and exposed them. He sat looking at them as if he were studying a fine painting. For her, it seemed like he was taking hours even though it was only a few seconds until he said thank you. She quickly dropped them back into her dress, said thank you for your trouble and quickly walked back to her seat. She hoped no one in the restaurant noticed.


As she sat back in her seat, her Master told her to keep her legs spread. He discreetly put two fingers into her pussy, coasted them with her juices and then told her to lick them off. She did it quickly, hoping nobody was noticed. She knew how wet she was. She knew that her body again wanted to serve Him even if her mind didn't. She knew exposing herself made her even more wet.


As the waiter brought their orders, they enjoyed a delicious dinner. He was the perfect gentlemen. She was thrilled to be with Him. He was so easy to talk to. But there was an elephant at the table. She wondered what else He was going to ask her to do. She knew she was going to find out. The juices dripping on her thighs told her that she wanted to please Him. What she didn't know is how he would want her to please Him next.


As she was eating dessert and thinking about all this, she was stunned to see the stranger stopping at her table. He shook hands with her Master and talked to Him as if she wasn't even at the table. He congratulated her Master of having such an obedient slave with such good tits. She was startled when her Master said, "Would you like to see them again?''

"Not again,'' she blurted out before she realized she had made a mistake. Her Master gave her a nasty look. She felt so ashamed. She had let down her Master, who told her she knew what she was supposed to do. This was so hard for her, but she knew she had to please her Master. She once again displayed her tits to the stranger. He smiled and said, "thank you'' and she quickly put them back in her dress. She was startled again when she heard her Master tell the stranger that she still obviously needed more training and then asked him if he would like to give her a spanking to remind her that she needed to obey.

"My pleasure,'' he said with a big smile. She tried to keep smiling. but she was struggling to keep her composure. She wanted to submit to her Master, but it was so difficult to submit to a stranger. Still, she knew she had to please Him and if He wanted the stranger to punish her, she knew she had to accept.

She wondered what else He had planned for her. She knew she would find out soon.


The End


I hope you enjoyed the latest chapter and let me know if you would like to read more of them.

FD