I got up and took an Advil PM, then laid back down. My heart was beating and my mind starting to rationalize. Yes, Ben spanked me before but it was li...ght playful, nothing like in that video. I then got up and got my magic wand and plugged it in. As I laid in bed getting ready to masturbate, the thought that maybe he would paddle me that hard entered my mind. I was so mad at myself for being tricked into this predicament. I tossed and turned trying to get to sleep. Pictures of that poor girl. “My abode, now!” You sent back. My pussy tingled in anticipation. I quickly gathered the lotion and oil I was expected to bring and got into my car for the short drive to your home. I found it difficult to concentrate as I drove, my pussy getting moist thinking of your cock and the joy I would get from feeling it plunge into me, my panties slowly getting saturated as I drove. “Here Master” I texted as I arrived, waiting on further instructions. “Enter” you command and I do as instructed. I. When I arrived at the office the receptionist showed me into the office and told me to have a seat and Jennifer would be with me shortly. It was not long before the lovely Jennifer came into the office. She was medium height and had long dark brown hair that went to below her shoulders even all around but the bangs were pushed up with barrettes. She wore rectangular rimless glasses over her deep green eyes. She was a big girl with chubby round cheeks, thin pink lips and a cute button nose. . ?I-I love being your slave, Claudine. If you want to give me a whipping, I understand. If you want to whip me in front of Nettie Fomorowski, to humiliate me, I can deal with that, too.? Claudine and I exchanged an amused glance. It’s always funny when the sub wants to choose his punishment, isn’t it?Ignoring Boland, Claudine looked at me, her red nails toying with my saltshaker. ?I’ve tried whipping and torturing Boland when he did this before, but it’s not really working—he enjoys punishment.