BrandtMondays are a drag. I still wanted it to be the weekend. I wanted to be wrapped up in Honey. I thought again that that was such a perfect name for her. Sweet on the tongue, she was a confection I couldn't get enough of. To top it off, a lovely disposition. I never got tired of talking to her about anything and about everything. She was my dream girl, the one I almost let get away with my carelessness. But we made up these last two days. Oh, did we ever make up. Things between us were better than ever and I was looking forward to the future with her by my side. I wasn't going to take her for granted again.Thinking ahead to that future, I wanted to set something up for us at the club. We had shows a few times a week, showcasing different aspects of BDSM. We advertised them on our website. We played out scenes for newbies and regulars alike. But the last time I brought her to a show it backfired on me, so that probably wasn't the way to go. I had a VIP room that had a few dungeon

BrandtAround three in the afternoon, I heard back from Marty. He tracked down Gayle this afternoon. I was disappointed in her. It appeared that she had lied about having a sick child. Marty was surveilling the house when she came home with two kids with backpacks in tow. By the looks of it, she had picked them both up from school. There appeared to be no husband in the picture, so I asked Marty to find out if that was a recent thing or if there had been no husband in the first place. It was strange that she had removed herself from files I specifically asked for. She could have been upfront and said I'm on the list and I wouldn't have blinked an eye. Now I can't stop thinking about all of our interactions with each other. I have never gotten any creepy vibes from her or even sexual ones. I hoped we were barking up the wrong tree with this one.In the meantime, I have a meeting with Marion Kincaid. She should be here any minute. Now she was stalker material. As soon as I heard she call

HoneyBig Goon had taken a picture of me earlier. He seemed to text it to someone. My guess is that he needed to show proof of life. To whom though? My mom or Brandt? I worried about that for a good long while. I banged one foot on the floor. I've been sitting on this chair for hours now. My butt and legs were well and truly asleep. My wrists were chafed from the rope tied around them. The Bigger Goon had come back inside some time ago to sit back down and read his magazines. Big Goon had switched from his game to watching video shorts and laughing hysterically every so often. I had nothing to do but think. I didn't know the time, but the light from the one grungy window was weaker now. The hot Florida sun seemed to be behind the house but the thick grime of the windows, plus some trees or shrubbery, blocked the light through the other window, so I couldn't work out the time. There was no AC, of course, but they had opened a couple of windows. A fan would have been nice though. I worri

HoneyI know it was killing Brandt to keep silent. His dominant side was revved up, I could tell, but I wasn't quite done with my little speech."We've only been together a short time and have had some ups and downs. I don't need to rehash everything that went on today unless it's on the witness stand to testify against those three. What I do need to do is to tell you that I'm sorry for running away from you that night at the club. I wanted to punish you. I knew you would come looking for me. My intention was for you not to find me until I was ready, but you did find me and you pushed me. So I gave you some ultimatums, wanting to see how far I could push you. You passed all three with flying colors." I was trying to keep eye contact but this next part was harder."I have never been hurt like that before. Going forward, I am going to have to trust that you will never hurt me like that again. I do want to trust you and you gained back a lot by seeing this through, the whole stalker thing

BrandtWhen Honey told me she loved me, it was everything. Everything I had ever hoped for. Everything I had ever dreamed of. Every beat of my heart was for her and I now believed she felt the same. I don't stop for very long to wonder how I got so lucky. I know it was all Honey. Her big and compassionate heart forgave me for my transgressions and now we were in the next chapter of our lives. Once she finishes college and is working at her dream job, hopefully with me, I want to start having babies. I hope she agrees, but that is for another day.We made love last night. I showered her with every bit of affection I felt. I didn't need to dominate her, she is already mine. I loved her with every fiber of my being and I showed her with every stroke of my fingers, every soft word. I didn't want her to ever have room to doubt me again.Tonight we were heading to the club. Honey stayed at her family's home today while I went to work. I brought her the cage this morning to put on me. The mon