I was struck by how odd his question was. No one ever asked that.
Me: No.
Dane: Good. I’m sorry that happened. You don’t have to worry about that with me.
Me: Okay.
Dane: So… you’ve never been spanked before.
Me: No lol
Dane: What did you imagine?
Me: What?
Dane: Scroll up. You said you weren’t scared when you imagined me spanking you.
Me: Yes…
Dane: So what did you imagine?
Me: You’re killing me.
Dane: Only a question. A simple one.
Dane: Tell me.
Me: I imagined you were sitting down.
Dane: Yes?
Me: Mm-hmm. I could see your forearms. You had me bent over your thigh.
Dane:Fuck.
Me: What?
Dane: You’re so good.
Me: What do you mean?
Dane: I can see you bent over my thigh too.
Deceased.I was dead at this point. It felt like I was having an out-of-body experience. He made me feel giddy. It was as if I were a teenager again. I had butterfly wings fluttering against the inside of my stomach, and my cheeks were warm.Ding! A new Snarl from him.
Dane: On your date with Mr. Nice Guy, did you fuck him?
Me: My jaw is on the floor.
Dane: Did you?
Me: No, but we messed around.
Dane: How was it?
Me: It… it was okay.
Dane: Just okay?
