“Are you prepared?” he asked.
My mind racing, unsure if he was referring to the spanking I was about to receive or my casting call, I peeked up at him and mumbled, “Prepared for what?”
“Your casting call tomorrow. Do you know what questions you’re gonna ask?”
“Not yet…”
I knew this conversation would go on until he had every little detail. The more I held back, the more he wanted to know. And for some reason, the more he asked, the more I wanted him to know. Since I was his, he wanted to not only know my every move, but my every thought and feeling. I felt like a little girl inside. I wanted to cry, but I wanted this. I needed his loving discipline and control.
“….I was gonna come up with some questions to ask before tomorrow morning.”
“Are you usually unprepared when you go on casting calls?”
“No. I’m usually prepar...”
“How do you prepare?” he asked before I could finish my sentence
I sighed. Why does it even matter? Does he really care that much? I wish I could just scream!
“….I usually know what I’m supposed to do before I go in because they provide details of the shoot via email. Today, I just forgot the name of the show I was called to work on and haven’t thought of what questions I’m going to ask. I haven’t even watched the show, so I don’t know much about it. That’s all.”
He gave me a blank stare then offered to take me to the mall to pick out an outfit.
…to be continued. (click here to keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach
My mind racing, unsure if he was referring to the spanking I was about to receive or my casting call, I peeked up at him and mumbled, “Prepared for what?”
“Your casting call tomorrow. Do you know what questions you’re gonna ask?”
“Not yet…”
I knew this conversation would go on until he had every little detail. The more I held back, the more he wanted to know. And for some reason, the more he asked, the more I wanted him to know. Since I was his, he wanted to not only know my every move, but my every thought and feeling. I felt like a little girl inside. I wanted to cry, but I wanted this. I needed his loving discipline and control.
“….I was gonna come up with some questions to ask before tomorrow morning.”
“Are you usually unprepared when you go on casting calls?”
“No. I’m usually prepar...”
“How do you prepare?” he asked before I could finish my sentence
I sighed. Why does it even matter? Does he really care that much? I wish I could just scream!
“….I usually know what I’m supposed to do before I go in because they provide details of the shoot via email. Today, I just forgot the name of the show I was called to work on and haven’t thought of what questions I’m going to ask. I haven’t even watched the show, so I don’t know much about it. That’s all.”
He gave me a blank stare then offered to take me to the mall to pick out an outfit.
…to be continued. (click here to keep reading)
Copyright 2014 Danielle Leach
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