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Day 4

McKenzie woke early for class and went to the bathroom to begin her day. She wiped away the wetness that had nothing to do with the water from the shower. As the washcloth brushed over her clit, McKenzie clamped her mouth shut. All night, her dreams had been nothing but a stream of erotic encounters and, without release, she was still just as aroused as she'd been with Ryan before the older woman had stopped their activities.

McKenzie grimaced as she remembered her loss of restraint. Ryan had been completely right in punishing McKenzie, but it didn't take away the fact that McKenzie hated it. She wanted to live up to Ryan's expectations and disobeying her wasn't the way to do it.

If only there wasn't that stupid no touching rule. McKenzie was sure she'd be able to obey Ryan if she was just allowed to touch the woman. But she was pretty sure it didn't work like that. Of course, she wasn't quite sure how it did work, so she would just have to follow Ryan's lead.

McKenzie picked up her bag and left to get to her first class. She wasn't sure how she was going to be able to concentrate, but she'd do her best. That was all anyone could ask of her.

Ryan woke up somewhere around the time that McKenzie was finishing her last class for the day. She didn't have any work to do, so she decided to lounge in bed and watch TV. It helped take her mind off McKenzie and how much Ryan wanted her.

The most annoying part of McKenzie's punishment was that she couldn't take satisfaction in herself. Though there were definitely times when demonstrations of that kind were necessary to drive home the point of what the slave was missing, this was more of a battle of wills.

Ryan needed to prove to both of them that she could take whatever she dished out to McKenzie. They were in this together, which meant that at least this time around, she couldn't indulge herself since she'd forbidden McKenzie that privilege. McKenzie needed to know that Ryan wasn't asking her to do anything she herself couldn't do. In fact, she needed to be able to take it better than McKenzie in order to show she was completely in control.

Which, of course, gave Ryan all the incentive she needed to hold out against her libido. There was no way she was going to let a slave get the better of her. No way.