There was no turning back now, even if I'd wanted to. I entered the living room at the same time he was entering from the kitchen with my beer in one ...hand and his beer in the other. Seeing me in only my panties he said, "Well this is quite a surprise!" Confidently I replied, "Why are you surprised Tim? We both know why I'm here, so let's not pretend otherwise."He didn't reply. He just walked past me and back down the hall. I didn't have to be asked. I knew just to follow. Entering his bedroom,. ‘You’re a fucking bastard, Master’ I said trying to hold back my tears ‘I hope she can handle you, because you will never taste this perfection again.’ You dropped your hands from her and tried to walk over to me and touch me and tell me that you didn’t mean it and you tried to explain yourself. ‘Dee please listen to me, I can explain’ you said feverishly. ‘No, I don’t want to hear your bullshit anymore. Fuck you, and don’t ever try and find me again!’ I ran out of the room and to my car. I. But it is so far from the truth. It is true that there are times when discipline is required as part of the role play that goes along with our lifestyle. You need to know and understand the degree of punishment is agreed upon as part of the collaring contract and that line is never crossed. I can tell you that between my wife and me, it was limited to spanking, paddling, and soft whipping. That was our limit and it was never crossed. Again, trust and respect above all else.”She looked at me and. Valerie was a little frustrated. She had expected to know a few things about Moira after this breakfast of theirs, though she hasn't been able to be privy to any knowledge of Moira's sexual habits or interests."How about you, if you don't mind my asking?" Moira asked her mentor. Maybe she wouldn't be as brazen as this if she were just an ordinary eighteen year old freshman, but Moira was somewhat precocious for her age after having lived with her parents."Oh, I take care of myself, you know,".