“You need a ride home?” he asks.
“No, my car’s outside.”
“Then you’re good to go.”
“Yes, I’m good to go.” Is this all? This ends so differently from the other ways I’m used to.
“You need more, Hayley. I could have been rougher. I could have caused more pain. But I don’t beat women for the sake of beating them; I like to make them earn their punishment with their bad behavior.”
Interesting concept—but this is the just the opposite of the dungeon crowd I know, where punishment is for pleasure’s sake. He would seem to be an old-fashioned man who punishes on principle, to punish errors in behavior, to teach lessons in obedience. I can’t believe how nervous and aroused I feel knowing this fact.
“So, this is the way I play, the way I want you, Hayley, if you want the same. I’ll let you th
