I must fully cooperate with my discipline. Because I own my discipline and Daddy decides, I must be completely obedient and do everything I am require... to facilitate the process.Discipline always ends in acceptance. Discipline cannot end until I completely accept my discipline, because it is for my own good and I must own it.The first time he did this, the rules were just printed from the computer. But every time after that, he has given me the last copy that I wrote out. He keeps them all -. So Ijumped up from the table and ran out of the cafeteria, heading to mylocker. As I'm running through the hallway, dodging the other kids, Irealized that I was getting a lot of stares and several of the kids werelooking at me and snickering. It wasn't till I'd gotten my books and wasrunning to the classroom when I ran past the office and saw my reflectionin the large glass windows. Oh man, the size of my tits was clearlyevident through the top I had put on that morning, now that by. I intended to scoot back. I didn't want to seem like a dumb country girl, all excited by a plane ride, so I stayed put on the aisle. Marge seemed so worldly and mature, though she wasn't much older than my nineteen years. She may have been twenty-two or three. I flashed the boy to impress her with my boldness. Actually, the boldest thing I ever did was to shave my pussy at my husband's request. I was a virgin on my wedding night, three weeks prior. Just admitting to Marge that I was shaved was. ‘Seemed like forever.’ ‘Well, then, why didn’t you?’ Blue tilted her chin teasingly. John chuckled, mirroring the chin tilt and looking down at her through his lashes. ‘I suppose I wasn’t listening to my inner voice as well as I should.’ ‘You have an inner voice?’ ‘Mm-hmmm.’ He leaned in and brushed his lips against hers. ‘Well, I guess we all do.’ Blue closed her eyes as his lips traveled softly over her cheek. ‘Mine’s pretty vocal. But I find it’s usually right.’ She tilted her head as he.