Sunday, July 20, 2014
In the morning when the madness has faded
Oh hey, good morning! Listen, thanks for last night, OK? You were great. One of the best I’ve had.
I loved the way you shrieked when I was pinning your cock to the board! Don’t you dare tell me you were faking! If you were, you’re just the most amazing actor ever, and I don’t want to know, OK?
Oh – and I’m sorry about the mix-up with the enema bags. You probably realised the soapy one was supposed to go up your ass, not into your mouth. Still, I don’t suppose it did you any harm. I'm sure you've had worse.
Anyway – the money’s over there on the sideboard, in an envelope. I put a little extra in!
Hmm? Well, it’s your money, sweetheart. For the sub session.
What? You mean you’re not…? You weren’t expecting to be paid?
So, you just…. Oh wow. I mean, wow. I’m sorry, I just assumed…
Well, you must let me pay for something. Otherwise I’d feel awful, about doing all those things to you. It is quite a lot of money… and I don’t mind, I have plenty. That’s right. You just take it. Buy yourself some nice things.
And you must let me put a little make-up over the bruises on your face. So you’re pretty, just in case you want to try another trick tonight, now you’ve done it once.
And… listen, I was thinking. I don’t have to be anywhere until after lunchtime. Erm... would you like to earn a little more?
Don’t worry about having breakfast – it’ll be easier to do this on an empty stomach.