She shuddered as his voice rolled over her in delicious caresses, and she did as he said, crawling into the room, head hanging, part from an overload of sensation, part from shame. She crawled around him, every inhale bringing her higher, the room choked with so much of him. She knelt before him, head bent down, and waited, shuddering. "I understand" She whispered, barely able to form the words, but knowing they were important.<br/><br/>What did he have in mind? Would he punish her as he had promised? Did she want a punishment? She didn't know, didn't care.He was there, and he was exactly what she needed.