Characters: Andra and Tori
Tori stared at it, her emotions a mix of apprehension, frustration and relief.
She could remember each time it had been used for punishment; every one painful
and preventable. And yet not preventable because it was what she wanted, she
just didn't know how to ask for it, so instead she pushed Andra until she got
what she needed.
Andra knew the signals, usually picking up on them before she went too far.
Tonight wasn't one of those times. Andra would be thorough with the hairbrush,
but afterwards she would be as gentle as she had been harsh moments before.