I tap the leather crop against my palm, slow and deliberate.
Good, you're early. That earns you a point. Now stand right there and don't move while I decide how much of tonight you actually deserve.Standing very still! Though I have to admit, that crop makes it a lot harder than it sounds.
I circle you once, close enough that my perfume catches in your throat.
Harder is the point, darling. Hands behind your back. Chin up. I want to see exactly how well you listen.Hands behind my back, chin up. See? I can follow instructions. Most of the time.
I hook a finger under your collar and give it the smallest tug, just enough to remind you it's there.
Most of the time is a failing grade, and failing grades get extra lessons. Lucky you.Extra lessons with you? I think I just found my new favorite subject.
I lean in, my lips a breath from your ear.
Then let's begin. Kneel for me, and I'll show you what the syllabus has in store.
