C65 Speckling Vision

Karen's eyes flashed up, her cutleries clattering back into her plate as a mix of frustration and embarrassment made her face turn ashen.

"Kind of," she admitted sadly, her voice barely above a whisper.

"After I brought him his coffee, he punished me for being late. He gave me two options, after which I...I chose to strip for him. To be frank, I didn't want to get whipped