"Will it be similar to the one you gave me on Friday, Master?"

"Some will be harder, some softer. Eventually, I'll use a paddle and a whip. We'll explore your limits."

Why did Quinn telling me he'd spank me make my pussy gush again. Thankfully, I was in the water, so it wouldn't be as noticeable. He stayed in the tub with me, holding me as Conor and Brigitte made supper.

He held me, fondled me, kissed me, never letting me go, keeping me close, so close, and I drifted, languid from the steady diet of sex and so many orgasms. The heated water soothed the slight soreness caused by...