Pillow

It’s been a few days since that horrible incident between Mr. Jason and I. The night I left Mr. Jason’s apartment, he called my phone so many times that night I was worried he would follow me home. He stopped calling once I switched off my phone and I have not switched it back on in three days.

Once I arrived home I was so lucky Uncle Jack was not around so he did not see me come in with my tear stained face or hear me crying in the shower. I don’t think I’ve ever cried like this before in my life. I cried about the fact that I loved his hands on my ass before the spanking became painful. I cried because my ass hurt. I cried because Mr. Jason is my boss and he spanked me. I cried about how he is making my life a living hell. I basically cried about everything related to Mr. Jason.

I am thinking about leaving the company even though my body loves Mr. Jason’s hands on it, it does not make what he did right. I won’t lie, that night made