Lost Sensations

Each night he builds on what he did to me before, slowly, but it is like starting again.

Actually, it is worse than starting again. There is no whipping or spankings. Nothing. He is careful. He doesn’t want to hurt me. I know he wouldn’t, though. A few weeks later, I feel like I want everything again. Georgina and Liam take the twins again to give us a night off. Jackson is busy on his computer, working. I sit next to him.

“Five minutes, and I am all yours.” I smile, hearing his words, so I walk upstairs into the room. I strip naked, put the blindfold on and stand in the room waiting for him to come in.

My eyes are closing even though it is dark because of the blindfold. My heart is relaxed. I pray he will come in and do something, not say ‘no’ or ask if I am sure.

Standing here, it feels like forever, but it makes me more excited and frantic for when he finally does. The whip swings, hitting my arse, not as hard as he usually does, but it is something.

I stand waiting and counting in