Suddenly hope rises inside me, maybe he’s going to punish me again. Part 1:
I am in the middle of the living room waiting for my Master. Xxnx I look up, but I do not speak or smile. HMM that is strange, Master always keeps it in the first draw next to the hand cuffs; Oh Well. I tighten my muscles, though it does not help relieve the sensation to pee. Everytime I look at his favorite chair I remember when he cuffed my wrists to the chair’s legs and then bent me over the arms for a bare handed spanking. Master is looking at me, but does not say anything. I say in a whispered voice, “Master I am sorry, but I could not do it.
