#173146 - She’d known that she couldn’t go on like that without suffering some kind of physical or mental breakdown, but had no idea how to make herself let go. Don would always wait until she was literally quivering with anticipation – usually not a very long wait – before delivering two open-handed swats, one to each cheek. Anita often wondered whether it had belonged to a large, slobbery and beloved dog…or another slave.
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