Her bottom felt tender and she recalled the events of the prior evening. She blushed red as she rose from the bed and gathered her clothes, quietly pulling her dress over her head before slipping out the door.Quickly she made her way to her room and ran the shower. She grabbed her razor and stepped under the steaming water, still processing the fact that she had let him spank her. She had let a perfect stranger spank her. But maybe she needed a perfect stranger to force her to look at herself honestly and face what she'd been running from for too long now. * * * Julian watched her leave. He was awake, but wanted to give her space, let her process what had happened between them last night. Let her digest what she'd allowed him to do to her. She'd reacted as he'd hoped last night and although he knew she needed more before she could truly forgive herself and move on, he hadn't wanted to push her too far the first time.She'd been so compliant, so submissive, as soon as she'd decided. He liked those qualities very much in a woman.
