051

SCOTT

I knew my slave had played to me much of the last series, toying with me. It had all been so much theater, extravagant and overblown. If you can't minimize it, make a mockery of it. I'd seen her looking at me, watching to see how I was responding to her antics. To some extent, they'd eased the trauma of her being with other men specifically, so silly and over the top. Mom actually said something to me.

"What do you think about what Julia just did, honey?"

"It was okay, Mom. It actually makes it a little easier than it might be if she played it straight. It was theatrics meant for me."

She looked at me oddly. "Spraying Jerry's cum all over her face made it easier for you?"

"Yes, because it's not something she'd normally do during sex. She was making me realize it was all in fun and she still loved me."

"Okay. I guess you have some secret communication I'm unaware of."

"I guess we do. If we're going to do this, we have to realize it isn't serious and it's meant as play, as serious