He came to me, I stared down at his Norvegeses. He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face up to stare at his. His other hand came around and though I flinched, waiting for him to slap me again; he instead gently wiped the teardrops from my eyes. “Don’t waste time feeling too contrite, Darling,” he said softly, brushing his lips against my forehead. “You’ll be making up for your indiscretions quite adequately with what I have planned. Now are you going to do this willingly, as someone who loves me as you claim to, or am I going to have to force you to obey, which would, of course, make our guest here question my ability to instill order in my home and with my property?”

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I was somewhat grateful that he was giving me a second chance and I nodded my head up and down in agreement.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Okay, then. Please go to the chair and sit down.”

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