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“Listen, darling, I know I’m supposed to be all dominant, but are you OK? I can’t believe how much punishment you’ve taken.” Laura said nothing, but she nodded, slid onto the bed, and pulled up the covers. I was really worried now. “Are you coming to bed with me, Master?” she whispered finally. I slid in beside her and gently stroked her hair out of her eyes. “John, my darling,” she said quietly. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I’m just a bit spaced out. I think you know that you have to sort of get outside yourself to cope with a heavy punishment. You know what I mean, don’t you, my love?” I kissed her forehead gently. “Yes, darling, I know what you mean. But I need you to tell me if we’re going too far. I’m not talking about safe words here – it’s just too easy to get carried away