Sara's purred answer drove her wild. What would she do? Tie her up? Spank her? Drip wax from one of the candles on her tummy and thighs? Her mind raced with the possibilities.
Tracey was too desperate to get some relief that she scrambled onto her hands and knees the second Sara pulled away. She knew the oozed desperation but she didn't care. It was one of the few things she didn't hide from Sara. Tracey had none of the power in their relationship and that was how she liked it. No, she didn't like it, not really. But, it was what she needed.
Burying her head down, Tracey's arse was thrust high into the air. As instructed, she waited.