<div class="floatleft">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/088604f7d9cfcdbadce818c078e8e266/tumblr_mqgk0etFtT1rr1bwco1_500.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Tanya<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>With:</strong>Paul<br/><hr/><br/>When she heard some people come downstairs, she saw Cindy move to set the table as Tanya was still cleaning up a bit. She had been warming up some more bread, so she went back to bend over and retrieve it from the oven. When she straightened, she heard Paul speak and gasped in surprise. The bread fell to the floor, and the dish shattered. Looking down in horror, she bend down immediately and started to pick up the pieces...not caring at the glass cut her palms.<br/><br/>"Thank you. Please...please don't tell my Master. If he finds out..."<br/><br/>She swallowed nervously and looked up to Paul with pleading eyes. It seemed she was genuinely afraid of Austin right now, and she was just hoping Paul would keep her secret. His eyes were so kind. Dominant and in control, but still caring. Why couldn't Austin look at her like that? However, she knew that Paul was still a master, and as such, he wanted perfection as well. Perhaps she could convince him to punish her and not tell Austin.<br/><br/>"He should still be in the shower. Perhaps you could punish me instead? That way I'd still be punished, but it could still be our secret."<br/><br/>She wasn't intending to come onto him, but she knew Paul was gentler that Austin. Right now, she wouldn't mind some gentleness. Breathing hard, her full breasts rose and fell as she took nervous breaths and threw away all the glass and bread. She had gotten all the shards, but she had a few cuts on her palms.<br/><br/>What was most surprising was how she had changed over the years with Austin. She had been a bright and charismatic girl when they started, and now most of her light seemed burned out. Her old self was still inside, but she seemed to keep it well hidden.<br/><br/>"Please, Sir..."