It took me a while to fall asleep because so much had happened throughout the day that I needed to process and gauge my reaction. In just a few hours, I had experienced a week, and the passage of time felt unclear.
In the morning, I had arrived at Granger Hall, a troubled, angry mess with a whore’s reputation. Since then, I’d been thrashed, fingered, and had my pussy licked until I squirted an immense orgasm, but in every sense, I felt like a lady. Nobody had disrespected me, and I had begun changing into a different, hopefully better version of myself.
A hot chocolate and fireside chat with Chastity, before I went to my bedroom, helped me a great deal, but now, as I lay in my bed, twitching and fidgeting excitedly, reviewing the day’s events, I couldn’t wait for the morning and a fresh start.
Did I enjoy being spanked?
Over a fucking horse’s back?
Then, a guy’s knee?
I nodded off to the sound of a tropical thunderstorm in the Thale Ban forest, somewhere on the border between Thailand and Malaysia. I only knew that precise location because an ambient-sound menu sat on my nightstand.
My needs were being entirely and meticulously catered for.
I still felt tired when a knock at the door woke me at 4.45 a.m. Alice, the school maid caring for me, smiled when I opened my bedroom door. I yawned loudly and stretched vigorously, uncoiling my weariness.
She handed me a coffee and granola bar, so I sat momentarily and winced from the stinging pain in my buttocks.
“Coffee and an energy bar, for now, Miss Olivia. You’ll enjoy a full breakfast with the grooms after the horses are fed, watered, and exercised.”
“That’s great, Alice, thank you. I’ll get into the local routine by tomorrow.”
“If you need anything, please let me know.”
“I shall, thank you.”
“There will be a minivan waiting outside the school in fifteen minutes. The driver will drop you off at the stables, then collect you later.”