I Started Late, Sir. I'm Sorry. I Lost Track of Time and I'm Sorry.

Alex sent bryce a picture and a description of what she had done. She hated having to tell bryce she'd messed up. Even if bryce wouldn't have known, alex would have told him. Next time you touch yourself, i want you to wear the nipple clamps. Put them on five minutes before you start. Don't take them off until after you've sent me your picture and description. Alex let out a slow breath, a trickle of fear crawling up her spine. Bryce sat apart from alex, patted the inside of her thigh, said, come. It was obvious alex wasn't meant to walk across the room, so she dropped to all