She didn't think she could bear that. But what choice did she have? Still mulling the situation over, she followed him to his restaurant. Apparently h...e ate every meal there except for breakfast.She found a pillow on her seat when they arrived at the restaurant. Once again, she was struck by the dichotomy. He alternated between cruel task master and caring boss.During dinner he quizzed her on her impressions of the meeting, never once referring to her mistake. He asked probing questions until. How did she come here? She sometimes forgets to suffer, forgets to remember, but she can't remember to forget long enough. It has been three days. Or two. Or four. Corinne can't follow the time. After smelling the water she licks the porcelain and slumps back to the floor to forget everything until the sizzle in her nipples rouses her again.The last time she blacked out Corinne felt her mother tuck her into bed and kiss her forehead, like she did so many years ago, and whisper I love you,. Later that afternoon, I got a text message from Tre. Come over after 9, dress cute, you can sleep here.I pulled up to his house around 9:15 wearing only a hoodie I had stolen from his closet before I left this morning. As I walked to my trunk to get my overnight bag, a cool breeze swept across my freshly-shaven vagina and it occurred to me that I had just flashed half his neighborhood.I let myself into the house and Tre was laying on the couch in some red boxers, his erection standing tall. He. She didnt hesitate, yes, yes, yes. That night we went down and I bought her the car. Saturday, we decided to go to the beach. This would be my first day of slave training for the month. I told her that Saturday would start my 30 days of her not being aloud to say no to anything I asked for. She cheerfully said ok, I dont think she knew what was in store for her. We got dressed to go to the beach and my wife dressed in her normal beach outfit. It was her cute thong bikini and her shirt.