Nothing else. I won’t fail you if you say the safeword. xxx I need to get this off of my chest.” I’d been blathering for a full minute. She didn’t rush to wash, and her legs remained raised above me, a gentler lock around my torso. “Mom suggested this, but I’m all for it.”
“What?”
“Asking how yesterday’s experience is affecting you-” I rushed to finish. “I mean, I guess I should learn about masochism, but maybe everyone is different about what triggers their pain trigger. As delightful as it was to see my mother’s naked behind, curls of her thick bush peeking between her thighs, I felt only dread, but I picked up the crop and brandished it. I wasn’t hard, but by the time she had spread her legs and urged me to mount her, I was hard enough!
