introduced myself.''
Nancy nodded but then chanced to look over at her friend again. ''Then how did he know your name?'' she asked.
Elizabeth simply shook her head. ''I have no idea. Besides, we both seem to be forgetting that he was with his girlfriend. He is obviously seriously involved,'' she answered, feeling a sense of something fluttering in the pit of her stomach. Knowing she needed to change the subject before she started talking about how the man was having some sort of mystical effect on her, she forced herself to smile broadly. ''Okay, enough with the kink; next weekend is all about you. I know we've got to meet about the Dietrich project, but God, aren't you excited? You are getting married and committed!''
Nancy immediately stopped thinking about Liz's mystery man. Thoughts of becoming Jason's wife as well as his collared Submissive swept through her.
The women sat up for another hour talking about the upcoming nuptials, while Elizabeth removed the towel from her hair and began combing it out. They had been planning the ceremonies for months now, and it felt unreal that they would soon be completed in a few more days.
''I feel bad that you are going to have to carry most of the weight on the project,'' Nancy said. Elizabeth waved away her concern.
''Nonsense, we have everything planned, down to the last pillow. We will have next week to work out any kinks, and then, my friend, you are going to get married and go on a nice romantic, very sexy honeymoon,'' Elizabeth said, meaning every word.
Nancy smiled, her face dreamy.
As Elizabeth stood to go to bed, she added, ''Just make sure your spanked ass is back a week later!''
Nancy stood and the women hugged each other. It seemed like only yesterday that they had met and yet they had come so far together.
''I promise, partner,'' Nancy said, as she carried their mugs to the kitchen. ''If I'm not back on time, you can blame Jason.''
Elizabeth laughed, and they walked down the hall together. As Nancy turned into her room, Elizabeth reached out and swatted her. Nancy yelped and turned around, her mouth open. ''If you aren't back, I'll just bring your wonderfully loving husband a nice thick paddle and count out one stroke for every single moment you are late! Love you, good night,'' she laughed, as she went into her own room and closed the door.
Nancy yelled, "I hope you have horrible nightmares!"
Both women were laughing as they climbed into their beds. Elizabeth turned over onto her back, a small moan floating from her lips. Her breathing indicated she was sleeping, but her rapid eye movement showed she was in a deep dream state.
''Bend over and bare your bottom, Elizabeth,'' she heard her Master say. She shivered, knowing she had displeased him when they were dining earlier.
''Please, Sir, not … not here. Someone might see me,'' she pleaded, her face burning. His eyes flashed, and she knew he was disappointed that she was trying to squirm out of the well-deserved punishment that was coming.
''Would you rather we return to our table and I punish you there?'' he asked. Her heart skipped a beat, knowing he would not hesitate to do so.
''No … no, Sir,'' she said, softly.
''You know I do not care to repeat myself,'' he said. ''If I have to tell you again, I guarantee you will provide the entertainment to an entire room full of people.''
She imagined the driver giving her a knowing look, as he pretended to be only holding the car door. She dared to turn her head, and her fear was realized. The driver was not only looking, his mouth was turned up in a knowing smile. She knew her Master wanted her to know she had no choice but to obey, even with another watching. Elizabeth moaned as she bent over and slowly reached to pull up her skirt to bare her bottom. She shivered as she felt the chill of the evening air flowing across her bottom, feeling guilty when she realized she was becoming aroused. She
Nancy nodded but then chanced to look over at her friend again. ''Then how did he know your name?'' she asked.
Elizabeth simply shook her head. ''I have no idea. Besides, we both seem to be forgetting that he was with his girlfriend. He is obviously seriously involved,'' she answered, feeling a sense of something fluttering in the pit of her stomach. Knowing she needed to change the subject before she started talking about how the man was having some sort of mystical effect on her, she forced herself to smile broadly. ''Okay, enough with the kink; next weekend is all about you. I know we've got to meet about the Dietrich project, but God, aren't you excited? You are getting married and committed!''
Nancy immediately stopped thinking about Liz's mystery man. Thoughts of becoming Jason's wife as well as his collared Submissive swept through her.
The women sat up for another hour talking about the upcoming nuptials, while Elizabeth removed the towel from her hair and began combing it out. They had been planning the ceremonies for months now, and it felt unreal that they would soon be completed in a few more days.
''I feel bad that you are going to have to carry most of the weight on the project,'' Nancy said. Elizabeth waved away her concern.
''Nonsense, we have everything planned, down to the last pillow. We will have next week to work out any kinks, and then, my friend, you are going to get married and go on a nice romantic, very sexy honeymoon,'' Elizabeth said, meaning every word.
Nancy smiled, her face dreamy.
As Elizabeth stood to go to bed, she added, ''Just make sure your spanked ass is back a week later!''
Nancy stood and the women hugged each other. It seemed like only yesterday that they had met and yet they had come so far together.
''I promise, partner,'' Nancy said, as she carried their mugs to the kitchen. ''If I'm not back on time, you can blame Jason.''
Elizabeth laughed, and they walked down the hall together. As Nancy turned into her room, Elizabeth reached out and swatted her. Nancy yelped and turned around, her mouth open. ''If you aren't back, I'll just bring your wonderfully loving husband a nice thick paddle and count out one stroke for every single moment you are late! Love you, good night,'' she laughed, as she went into her own room and closed the door.
Nancy yelled, "I hope you have horrible nightmares!"
Both women were laughing as they climbed into their beds. Elizabeth turned over onto her back, a small moan floating from her lips. Her breathing indicated she was sleeping, but her rapid eye movement showed she was in a deep dream state.
''Bend over and bare your bottom, Elizabeth,'' she heard her Master say. She shivered, knowing she had displeased him when they were dining earlier.
''Please, Sir, not … not here. Someone might see me,'' she pleaded, her face burning. His eyes flashed, and she knew he was disappointed that she was trying to squirm out of the well-deserved punishment that was coming.
''Would you rather we return to our table and I punish you there?'' he asked. Her heart skipped a beat, knowing he would not hesitate to do so.
''No … no, Sir,'' she said, softly.
''You know I do not care to repeat myself,'' he said. ''If I have to tell you again, I guarantee you will provide the entertainment to an entire room full of people.''
She imagined the driver giving her a knowing look, as he pretended to be only holding the car door. She dared to turn her head, and her fear was realized. The driver was not only looking, his mouth was turned up in a knowing smile. She knew her Master wanted her to know she had no choice but to obey, even with another watching. Elizabeth moaned as she bent over and slowly reached to pull up her skirt to bare her bottom. She shivered as she felt the chill of the evening air flowing across her bottom, feeling guilty when she realized she was becoming aroused. She
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