Chapter 30: Damian

The items I need are in the cabinet on the far side of the room. I've actually been planning this for some time. I remove three candles, their holders, a lighter, and a medium-sized knife in its sheath. I rest them on the desk. Lydia's eyes have darkened and her breathing is coming in short heavy bursts at the sight of what I have planned.

"Mommy's been bad and Daddy knows the perfect punishment," I tell her. "I've missed clamping these," I gently squeeze one nipple before moving to the other and giving it the same treatment. "I know they're sensitive," I say when her eyes widen. "But I think this will give us what we both want." A small bit of saliva runs down the corner of her mouth and I wipe it with my finger. Licking the wetness away adds a bit of devilment to my plans. "You always taste so good no matter where it comes from."

She closes her eyes for a moment and I know she's fighting to control her dirty needs. During this past year I've learned many of her nuances and plan on