” – that being my consensus to safe domination (you never know what freaks are out there – or in the car…) and staying with the plan. Merciful...ly, the ride is just long enough – passed in silence – for me to think of what to do next.The hotel has an elevator straight from the parking garage to the room floors – I forcefully grab her hand to lead her, using my card to open the door to reveal a standard motel-style room. It looks completely nondescript. No personality at all. It will be perfect. ‘You wanted me back that badly?’ he said. I silently nodded. Out of nowhere, he grabbed my neck and threw me against the hard tile then slapped me hard. I didn’t scream or resist. Instead, I slowly rolled against the floor. ‘You missed that, Xiara?!’ he yelled angrily. ‘You miss the torture your fucking master put you through?!’ I remained silent, the sting and pain still ringing through my head. He stood again, groaning with frustration. ‘You’re so pathetic! You don’t even deserve another. I sure hoped she was watching and was enjoying my show. I turned again towards the interior windows that gave me a view of the reflection outside. I glanced to see if she was there, after a minute her face once again appeared at the window. The look on her face told me everything she had seen my show and it looked as though she had enjoyed it. I was now smoothing the lotion into my arse cheeks, needing them and every now and then pulling them apart, her face was a picture, you could nearly see. Out of nowhere he says, men are better anyway and gave a really quick squeeze on my package. It was lighting fast and he just kinda laughed and took another toke. I wasn't sure what to think but the first thing that came to mind was to just be cool, maybe it was like a pat on the ass type thing. He dressed kinda goth and I figured maybe that had something to do with it. I stayed a little longer before walking home.He called me in the early evening the next day to see if I was down to study and.