I didn’t mean to make my Master angry, but I’d forgotten to make his coffee that morning, and so I knew that I deserved a punishment. He made me look through his BDSM gallery to pick out which things I wouldn’t totally enjoy, and I could only choose three.

I needed the reminder with every step I took for the next week, so I ended up with a combination caning and spanking, and being made to bend over and have photographs taken of my raw, red ass. That way I would feel it when I sat or moved, and my photos would be added to his collection for my future use, as well as to show new girls what happened if you didn’t have fresh coffee waiting for him each day. Well, that, and following the instructions of the note he’d left me the night before saying “Forget to make coffee tomorrow.”