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The hike was necessary.
Ellie took the two-plus hour drive out of the city and into the mountains, moving swiftly along the meandering trail like she was trying to outpace her feelings, and she was thankful that only a few other hikers were on the path.
A turn off the trail and through pine-needle covered ground led through a grove of pines overlooking the lake that was a welcoming sight.
What had happened that caused her to feel unsettled?
Her relationship with Master Jerr had gone smoothly and he confided in her that he was wanting a depth of commitment from a submissive partner. If the intensity wasn’t for her, then that was fine.
But the thought of being used at his command and for his pleasure was intoxicating and Ellie often found herself longing for his hands groping her breasts, stroking between her legs, and putting her in a state of incredible relaxation before shocking her with hard slaps to her ass while using her hair like a leash to pull her mouth close.
