I agree!

"N-no, Mistress, nothing to say."

"Good girl. Good enough, that is. Now run along home, but come back here again tomorrow."

"Yes, Mistress," I replied, and was surprised at how disappointed I felt.

I felt really horny that night and tried to masturbate, but Erikson's words kept going through my head. "This is my pussy. Mine to do whatever I want with." I didn't feel right about playing with a pussy that kind of didn't belong to me.

The next day, things proceeded as if our encounter had never happened. Erikson didn't behave any differently towards me than usual. I found myself doubting my memory, especially when she had me doing push-ups after school.

"Keep going, Silverman."

"How... many... more?"

"Just keep going."

"How many... so far?"

"Keep going."

I pushed myself up again, keeping my back and legs straight. I had no clue how many I'd done already.

"One more, Silverman. I know you can do it."

Thank God! One more: I could do that.

I... pushed... done!

"And another."

I almost screamed. Would nothing satisfy her!?

From that point, every time I did a push-up she'd urge me on to one more. I don't know how many more she urged me on to do.

Finally, the pain in my arms was so great, I couldn't take it. I just couldn't. I collapsed on the mat, gasping and sobbing. Erikson held my head against her chest as I felt tears coming to my eyes. "That'll do for now, Silverman. That'll do, my little pet."

The memory of yesterday came rushing back to me in a rush. I wanted to run away, to escape, but I couldn't get my body to move even an inch.

"Any good trainer uses punishments and rewards, Silverman. I think you've earned a reward today."