Era of Accountability
[spanking] [F/ff] [age regression] [otk] [humiliation] [cornertime] Continued from: From Fantasy to Reality OMG, you guys, this is Jessika again and I’m shaking just typing this. Mistress Andrea took my hand so gently — like a mom guiding her little girl — and led me into that side room. Brandy was already back on the couch sniffling, and the second that door clicked shut behind us everything felt… heavier. The room was small, softly lit, two comfy chairs facing each other, a box of tissues on the little table between them. No whips, no cuffs, no scary stuff. Just Andrea and me. She sat down first, patted the chair opposite her, and smiled that warm-mom smile that somehow made my knees weak. “First things first, sweetheart. We always start with safety. Tell me your safeword — the one word that stops everything instantly, no questions asked.” I swallowed hard. “Um… ‘red’?” “Good girl. And if you need to slow down but not stop?” “Yellow.” “Perfect. We’ll check in often. You can say ...
