Even though Kendra and I got back to some BDSM play, there still wasn't really anything intense at first. Which was fine. I still wasn't in any desperate need of extra thrills.

There was more low-key stuff though. Making sure I wore my collar more. Having me on a leash. Extra spankings for dubious and playful transgressions. That kind of thing. Plus Kendra's usual obsession with seeing how hard she could make me cum, how much she could make me squirt, or how long I could go before pleading with her to let me rest.

Things were more or less normal with Dak this whole time. He kept an eye...