Chapter 22 Funishment

• Annie
• It’s been about a week and Daniel is taking every opportunity to put a baby in me. We’ve had so much sex that I’m actually walking funny. Of course, Daniel makes fun of me for it every chance he gets. Things have been better between us since that night with the belt. He still punishes me, and sometimes I must admit, I deserve it, but it’s better. He’s calmer and more collected. Still cocky and flirty but he’s no longer lost or haunted. I on the other hand, am lost.
• Daniel is so confusing. I really want to hate him but I simply can’t. Every time he does something to piss me off and get me angry, he punishes me for it and then we fuck and it’s like everything’s normal again. He’s more apologetic too. Ever since that night, he’s tender and sweet while still remaining his strict disciplinarian façade. I hate to admit that sometimes, his punishments turn me on. I am in no way a masochist, I still hate the pain, but he balances out with so much pleasure that I’ve come to crave anything from him.