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Carolina smiled, a little raw, a little proud. “I’ll be early, sir.”

The first command was simple: Kneel. She did, silk pooling around her knees on the cold floor. Hands behind your back. She complied, wrists crossing instinctively. He bound them with a soft leather cuff—not tight, just present. A reminder. Tushy - Carolina Sweets - Obedience

Again. Harder. “Two.”