I no longer fear the pain...I fear no release from this torture...knowing that I've hurt him and he can't forgive me...that he won't be able to make me his good girl again.

What? Don't you want a girl who can talk dirty to you?"His look only hardens. "No, Lucy. I'm serious. I won't tolerate that from you." He doesn't look away and I feel that heat in the pit of my stomach, spreading down again. "Well...I've heard you curse before..." I swallow loudly, but keep his gaze."I'm a man.

I have agreed to follow Max's rules. I broke a rule. And I knew the consequence.

He'd have no problem holding me down for a spanking. But this...this is different. He's not gagging me. He's trusting that I'll obey him. He's telling me what he wants, and it's entirely up to me to give it to him.