Vicky knew this carpet well; it was known as the 'spanking rug’; dark in reputation and in colour, brought out of storage when punishments were requ...red and used in case any messy accidents should occur during their administration.Accidents were not unknown during a punishment and as she nervously took her place, Vicky remembered one such occasion when her punishment had proved too much for her self-control and she had disgraced herself in front of him, to her severe humiliation. Her knees. He entered the code to open his safe and grabbed his burner phone. He called Braylin.“Hello,” answered the diminutive bottom.“Hey,” Damian said. “I heard you comin’ to stay wit’ me.”“Yes. I am! I’m so excited.”“You know we gon’ fuck every night when that bitch go to work.”“I’m so ready for that!”“You better be.”“I am!”“How long till you get here,” quizzed Damian.“Two weeks.”“Good boi! Make sure you text this phone every day!”“Yes sir! I will.”Damian was a planner. During the time that he been. Begin." As Jerry finished speaking, he raised his arms in a defensive stance.Ben quickly flashed out his fist towards the side of one of his instructor's arms, his other fist flying at his chest, hoping that while blocking the first shot he would let his guard down... but no such luck. In about a half of a blink's time, Jerry had both of Ben's wrists in his hands."Not bad," Jerry said, "but not all that great. When you attack me this time, focus all of your concentration into slowing down your. ’ He ushered me into his office and closed the door behind him. ‘I’m on a call, but I take my lunch after,’ he sat in his large, swivel chair. I nodded, not wanting to disrupt him. He was talking about a discrepancy in some records as I tip toed around the office. There were pictures of us on his desk, spanning from when we started dating all the way to just a couple nights ago when we went out for his birthday. The day I met Holden. No. Not this, again! Everything I did since last Friday.