

Once the house was tidy, he placed a small table in the middle of the lounge and told me to kneel behind it. As though I were a naughty school girl I was given lines to write. “I am a filthy dirty whore” I was instructed not to move my position until all the lines in the book were filled. My writing hand ached, but not nearly as bad as my knees and back. But I filled the book after over an hour. I was a filthy dirty whore. 😈 (Surely I deserve a tip for that 😇🥰☺️)