Diane woke to find herself moaning and writhing against Honore. She bit her lip to keep from embarassing herself before her teacher and friend. Leaning her head back, she arched to Honore's touch. Her whole body was on fire and begging for her first release, but she knew she would be denied. She had promised to not ask Honore for release, and she meant to keep that promise no matter how hard it was.<br/><br/>She managed to whimper out, "Good morning, Comtess," in between her muffled moans. Her hands grabbed the straps until she could feel the leather bite into her flesh.