“The thread of your future remains intact. I will not be ruining you – yet. Take this paddle home and strip the cushioning rubber from both sides. Drill at least fifty holes through the wood and bring it back, along with my panties. I will expect you Thursday night at eleven, and for you to watch me bathe, dress, undress and play with myself at every opportunity. Don’t you dare fail me in anything again! Now collect your clothes and get out of my house.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I manage. Then driven by the extremity of all I’ve been through I dare an impertinent request. “Please, Mistress, I know I’ve forfeited any intimacy tonight. But I beg you to let me kneel before you and show my reverent devotion by kissing your feet before I go.”
“You certainly may not!” Mistress haughtily shouts. “Howev
