So long, in fact, that she once again began to fear that he had walked away, leaving her like that as a punishment. But she didn’t dare turn to loo.... She waited, her breath ragged and her throat dry. She felt him approaching long before she could see him out of the corner of her eye. He took his time, walking slowly around to stand before her. He took her face in his hands and once again stared searchingly into her eyes. She gave him the same answer as before, though this time it. What do you do? What did I do? I fucked Her. I'm not a fucking idiot. Anyhow, this would get my mind off things and give me time to figure out how to move forward. So I wanted to be open and face this issue together, to best come to a solution and an understanding. I asked her "What happens now? What do we do now?" She responded. "Well I need to be Punished. Punished for what I did." This I felt, was a big step forward. It showed that she understood that she was wrong and had made a mistake,. Now, she is a dark Amazon; a fetish creature of latex. And now, with one more kicking jerk of John’s body, her dungeon temper burned every last ounce of exhaustion from her proud, womanly, slick body, and her mind filled with venomous rage. She could have been doing something else this weekend; maybe should have found a nice girl and the two of them could have been eating each other’s pussies out. Or perhaps she could have been sleeping, which she loves just as much as domination.Mistress Ariel. She went home and dreamed of John. He was with two guys, and one of them smelled bad. John was the pizza delivery guy, there was a UPS driver, and the “Postman” who’d “Cum” to deliver mail. When she woke up she was soaking wet. Her dreams were starting to get really weird. Fuck, she really needed to get a grip.When Hans woke up, she fucked him until he passed out, then she jumped in her car and headed for the Econo Lodge.On a lark, she called J.J. and told him to meet her there. When she pulled.