On the Edge...

MIRANDA

He is just perfect when he handles me.

It's more like he knew where to touch and how to touch.

He knew all of my hit spots, and he never hesitated to exploit them.

He placed his hands on my hair and massaged them. “Have you seen the ‘cook’ I got for you?” He asked.

“Oh yes, she looks friendly. I like her already,” she said.

“Friendly? I didn't get her to be friendly. If she doesn't do well enough, just let me know,” he answered.

“Antonio, don't worry. I know she is good,” I said to him.

He was so unpredictable. For all he cares, he wouldn't hesitate to relieve her of the job at that very moment.

“Let me check on her and probably have her fix something or am I allowed to cook?

“Get her to cook and don't be silly,” he responded in a harsh tone.

He spanked my ass as I stood up from the bed. “Pffff,” I mutter

“Whatever this is, I am beginning to like and enjoy it.”

Not only am I treated like a queen but Antonio now respects me and handles me softly, at least better than how we sta