Chapter Five
I’ve spent many hours submissively waiting for Reggie. He always calls the shots, everything done on his capricious timetable. The anxiety fuels my desire and raises my emotions to a peak, so I can’t take my mind off the great impending ‘whatever.’ I can never imagine things the way they turn out. There are always surprises to wonder over, and fears to try and lay to rest.
He told me not to plan my time in anticipation of his next appearance. With that thought in my mind, my weekend was ruined. There was little I could do but obsess on the possibilities. I’m sure Reggie knew this and was chuckling to himself.
On Sunday afternoon, I settled into my comfy chair, watched some mindless TV, then picked up a volume of spanking stories I ordered on-line. I thought the choice appro
