She remembered the first time she was told, “Kneel.”
It had come as a surprise. They’d been playing around in bed, undressing each other, kissing, toucing; usually a prelude to sex, but this time…
“Kneel.”
She’d done as she was told. On her knees, on the bed, hands …
Look, don’t get me wrong. I definitely want to make your brains drip out your cunt, leaving you locked in place on your knees, trembling and obedient, awaiting the snap of Master’s fingers.
But I also want you to be a happy, healthy, independent human being.
So forget …
When Meghan moved in, Lydia hoped she wasn’t gonna be stuck up like some of her other roommates.
Lydia never bothered with panties anymore.
There was this narrow hall in the center of their apartment. The front door was there, their bedrooms opposite, and then the kitchen and living …