Even after being punished tonight, she hadn’t cried like she had in the past. I felt like I was dominating her properly, but I knew there were still unseen depths to her masochism that I had yet to explore. I’d made up the reward or punishment thing on the spot, but my mind was already buzzing with ideas. It was going to be a fun reunion whether she’d been good or not.
Well, fun for me either way. I was still holding my sadistic side in check, but I hadn’t found any kind of limit there either.
I would have to make some preparations over the coming weeks to be certain that our relationship kept heading down this dark path. We were both finding new depths to our darkest urges, and I’d be ready for her when she returned.
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