“I’ll accept any punishment,” she answered, “I just want to wear your collar again! Smack! XXX Hearing that it was going to snow, Jennifer had raided her closet and gotten out a pair of high-heeled shiny black patent leather boots to wear, which she had tucked her jeans into, and chose a white short-sleeved blouse to wear for a top! So I guess that both of us are alone for the Thanksgiving Holiday – unless you’ve been invited somewhere?” she hopefully asked. Jennifer’s heart skipped a beat – could she really reconcile with him? Copyright (c) 2015 by [email protected]
ATTN: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author. “Now then, what shall we do now?” he asked seriously, “Do you have anything in mind?”
“Please punish me, Master?” Jennifer begged.
