A strict set of standards that have become sacred and imperative in order to maintain my self-imposed "lessons." Each partner must have the physical p...wer to bring about the most pain, and have enough tolerance and virility to maintain long periods of terrifying foreplay before finally sating their own urges.I am not sure how or when I became a slave to sexual pain, but it's now more a drug for me than anything else. It brings about a high, as well as serving a much greater purpose to me. Each. I shook my head and then paused, touching the wall. “Here it is.”Angela stood up next to me. Her shield still glowed pink from Sophia's spell. “Is it enough?”I nodded my head. I reached in with my earth magic. The ore was in a small vein, missed by the dwarves. The wall before me undulated like it was made of liquid as I drew the metal closer and closer. I held out my hand as the silvery orbs popped out. I had leached the metal out of the ore, skipping the refining process.The orbs fell into my. My Mistress and I have a few code words, she calls them. For example, if we have guests, she will tell me … well, a certain word. I don’t think you need to know the exact word. But that word put me on my best, professional behavior. It means these visitors aren’t close friends, just business associates and my role is more to simply stay out of the way. She conducts a lot of business and, honestly, they have no need to know anything about our personal life.A different word means the visitors are. That left me alone. I finished my coffee and sent another text message to Kate just to say “I love you.” I’d sent nearly a dozen after she left yesterday, but got no replies. I knew everyone else had sent her messages, too. I wanted her to know that we wanted her to come back, but it was beginning to feel like I was harassing her. I stuck my phone in my pocket. My Wednesday morning schedule called for Parkour with Coach Fredericks. I put on my running shoes and headed for campus.Usually I ran.