I sit on the sofa crossed legged with the cane across my lap, head leaning back, eyes closed. I lower my eyes and bow my head slightly “Yes Master”, I say quietly. Indianporn You pull my head up with one hand and kiss me long and deep, then move away again with another reminder not to move. You kiss me gently on the forehead and say to me softly, “Go wash your face, fetch my cane and be back here, ready for me in 20 minutes.”
“Yes Master” I reply, with confused feelings. “Why not just give them one each?” I ask, “Wouldn’t that make everyone happy?”. But you do know, don’t you, that it’s all for your own good. I’m crying freely now, wondering how I can ever survive another eight strokes. You seem to have forgotten this lately.”
I nod unhappily at You, knowing everything You say is true.
