Brenna
I entered our bedroom, my body tingling with anticipation. The heat in my husband's eyes had given away what would happen tonight. I will get my punishment. And the best part of it was, that I loved my punishments. Over the years, I had come to love many things.
I walked to the bed, sure that something would be waiting for me just like all the other times. Because, my husband loves to torture me by making me wait. Currently, he was reading a bedtime story for Ivan, while he sent me early here after I gave good night kisses to both my sons and made sure that monitor was on in their room so we could hear them if they called out during the night.
I picked up the note that was left on the pillow cover for me by my husband. But, as I read it, I realised it wasn't from my husband…
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