"Yes," she said quietly. They had not spoken of the party. Not one word and it had been almost a month. At first she thought he had just been embarrassed. The last thing she remembered from the party was seeing him on his knees at her Mistress' feet. And then his moans as she drifted off to sleep.

"I went to her last week," she began to fiddle with her salad, lowering her eyes. "I needed it." her face flushed as she felt the wetness grow between her legs. After a week or so she knew it wasn't that he was angry about the party but that he was in denial. That he was trying to forget it had all happened. Hoping it would just go away. "She's waiting for you."

He looked up as she did and t...

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