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My feelings for Trent, the emotional push and pull over my attraction to the man, had taken up a lot of mental space too, so maybe one hundred percent wasn’t accurate. But I was more than capable of compartmentalizing things while I helped this young woman get through what was surely the worst time in her life, wasn’t I?

Looking Master Derek in the eye, I straightened. “My priority is Mira, and my focus will stay on her until she gets through this and graduates.”

“Okay. Then I give you permission to scene with her whenever she needs it. I’m putting her in your capable hands. But please keep me updated and don’t let this get out of hand. If you need me to step in, I will. No questions asked.”

I nodded, rose, and went to get Mira. The girl needed me and a hell of a scene, and she was getting what she needed if it was the last thing I did.

CHAPTER 14

Maureen

I kept my hand on the small of Mira’s back as we made our way to the Dungeon and checked in with her every few minutes.

“You’re sure about this?”

“Yes, Ma’am.” Her face was streaked with dried tears, and still had a hollow, gaunt look to it, but there was a light in her eyes that hadn’t been there before and her jaw was set in resolution.

“You know a stress-relief spanking or a therapy spanking is much different than a punishment. You hold a great deal more control in these situations.”

Mira stopped walking, turned to me and grabbed my hands. “I don’t want control. I want to turn my brain off and not think. And then I want to sleep. God, I just want to sleep. Please.”

“I understand. I know you have a safe word, but let’s use the traffic-light safe words so you can slow things down without stopping if you need to. So your safe word doesn’t mean a hard stop. You can use yellow for a breather, a pause, to readjust or even to negotiate.”

“Yes, Ma’am. I understand. Thank you for reminding me. But truly, I just want to get there and do it.”

“Okay,” I answered with a soft chuckle and dropped her hands, wrapping my arm around her shoulder as I led her the rest of the way to the Dungeon.

When we got there and were let in by the Dungeon security guard on duty, I gave a small hiss as we entered. The Dungeon was packed and I belatedly realized that it was the first Friday of the month, the night that kicked off Visitors’ Weekend.

Beside me, Mira stopped in her tracks, staring out at the crowded room. “Is it always this busy?”

“No.” I sighed. “Do you want to try to reschedule for a later date?” If the crowd was too much for her, that was our only option. The private rooms were always booked solid on Visitors’ Weekends. If it had been Luna, I’d have suggested playing at my place or hers but I wasn’t going to do that with a student. This was our only option.

“There’s no other time.” Mira shook her head back and forth, no doubt remembering her impossible schedule.

“Okay.” I stepped up behind her, rubbing my hands on her shoulders. “How can I help make this easier for you?”

The truth was I was nervous about it myself. I usually played when I knew the Dungeon wouldn’t be busy. But I wanted to do this for Mira. I needed to.

“Maybe umm… maybe blindfold me? So I don’t have to see all the people? Would that be okay?”

“Of course sweetie. Whatever you need.”

Stepping up beside her, I grabbed her hand and led her across the room to one of the only available spanking benches not currently in use.

“Okay, are you wearing a thong like you were the day I spanked you?” At Mira’s nod, Maureen continued, “Then you need to strip down to your panties, but you can go ahead andleave your top on as well.” She was wearing a cropped tank top that wouldn’t get in my way, and her preference of high-cut thongs would make an effective spanking easy while still affording her modesty.

“Yes, Ma’am.” Her gaze darted nervously around the packed room, but she quickly removed her shoes and yoga pants, folding them neatly and placing them on a nearby stool.

“Okay as far as implements go, do you have any limits or preferences?”

Mira winced and I could see she hated having to make choices for herself but this kind of pre-scene communication was important. “I’ll make the final decisions, Mira, but if there is something you absolutely do not want me to use, I need to know, please.”

“Oh. Right. Okay. Um… no canes, I guess?” She looked near tears. “I don’t really know what the options are, so I don’t know what to say. I can always use my safe word if something isn’t right, right?”

“Yes, you can, and I’ll go ahead and pick out the implements I think I’ll use now and get your approval ahead of time.” Not wanting to waste any more time in this crowded, stress-inducing—at least for me—environment, I crossed to the nearby implement cabinet, and perused the choices after grabbing the requested blindfold. The last time I’d paddled Mira for punishment, I’d used a wooden paddle, and she’d taken it okay, and slept well afterward, so that was probably a good choice since a good night’s sleep was the goal this time too. I selected a long thin one made from maple and moved on to consider my other options. After a few minutes of deliberating, I selected a soft leather strap that would sting nicely, but also have a delicious sensation. At least I thought so. Luna seemed to enjoy it. If Mira felt differently, we could reassess. Trial and error.

Striding over to where Mira was sitting on the stool next to her discarded clothing, I held them up for her inspection. She nodded, looking relieved the decision was made.

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