Daphne felt a sense of pride fill her as Sara spoke so highly of her as a mistress. She prided herself on being the perfect mistress. Daphne felt that Sara was a perfect lover for her. "You sure know how to make a girl feel good about herself," she giggled.
She gasped as Sara nipped her collarbone. "Just…get it over with," Daphne sighed as if extremely put out and resigned. Daphne had to bite her lip to hide the smirk forming. She was so anxious for the punishment, she couldn't sit still.
"I promise to be a good girl," Daphne pouted as she tried to coax Sara to punish her.