Page 17 of Training Maisy

Chapter 11

“Hey, Brittany,” Maisy greeted her friend, happy to finally talk to someone she could tell about what had happened at the gym that day.

“Hey, Maisy; how was your day?”

“Fine, I guess.” Maisy suddenly couldn’t say what she had been dying to tell her all day. Not that she didn’t want to, but she didn’t know how.

“Well, my day would have been fine, too, then I went to the bar and can you believe I had to buy all my drinks myself? Not one single guy flirted with—”

“Carter spanked me today,” Maisy interrupted, figuring her best option was to just come out and say it.

“—me. Wait, what?” Brittany quickly asked, her brain finally processing what Maisy just said. “Carter spanked you? I don’t understand.”

“Well, I was doing pull-ups, you know, and I wasn’t really into it, and he was there just talking to me, and you know, trying to get me to put in more effort. But I refused and then he threatened to spank me if I didn’t do the next set better.”

“He what?” Brittany exclaimed, more in surprise than outrage.

“Yeah, and when I still refused to listen to him, he spanked my ass.” Maisy still sounded surprise at the event.

“I’m guessing from your tone that you actually liked it?”

“Liked it?” Maisy exclaimed. “Brittany, I got wet. It was the most erotic thing I’ve ever experienced in my life. Then we kissed, and, oh my god, can he kiss.”

“Hang on a minute, you kissed?”

“Yeah, and it was great, Brittany. So great I think I’m scared.”

“Is that all you did?” Brittany asked, happy that her friend was having an adventure, but still wary of the danger such a relationship presented for anyone, especially Maisy.

“No, we made out, too. He has this thing about being in control I guess, and I never thought I would ever like being told what to do, but the way he does it is so arousing.”

“So he’s kinky; that’s probably new for you.”

“Hey, stop talking like I’m some kind of prude. I can be sexually adventurous, too, you know,” Maisy chided her friend, but she had to admit she was pretty straightlaced when it came to sex. Another reason why what she had done today made her so excited.

“Okay, Maisy, one question. Do you have any feelings for him?” Brittany asked, making sure to convey she was serious about the question.

“No,” Maisy answered immediately. Then she thought about it and said, “Not really. I mean the guy is freaking hot, and I have to admit I wouldn’t mind taking a big bite out of that sexy butt of his. But after what happened with Eric, there is no way . . . I mean, I don’t think I am capable of allowing anyone in like that. At least not anytime soon.”

“Good, then I say go for it.”

“Go for what?”

“Take a big bite out of that sexy butt. What else do you think I’m talking about? Have wild, crazy, kinky sex with him, and I want to hear every detail.”

Maisy laughed as she heard Brittany’s reply. “I wonder why I even bothered to ask you. I already knew this is what you were going to say.”

“Of course, now let’s talk about what’s wrong with the guys over here. I mean, how the hell could I not get a single one of them to buy me a drink? I think I need to change my hair.”

Maisy laughed, then stayed on the phone talking to her friend for over an hour before she hung up and went to bed.

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