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Post-cheating Lauren has to deal with the aftermath.

That was the part that killed me. I couldn't bear to know that I had disappointed you.

I took a deep breath and turned to face the door, reaching out I slipped the key card into the lock and waited for the click. I stepped inside and looked around the lounge area. It was empty. I want to call out, go and look into the bedroom for you, but I knew that I shouldn't. I reach behind me and unzipped my dress. Letting it drop to the floor. I pick it up and fold it, placing it on the chair by the door, I take my high heels off and place them under the chair before removing my bra and panties, laying them on top of the dress. I move to the middle of the lounge, kneeling, facing the door that leads out into the corridor. I still don't know if you're in the suite or not, if you are then you will have heard me come in and would come to find me when you felt ready. If you are out then you would return to the suite to find me waiting for you. I kneel down, my back straight, my right hand clasped around my left wrist behind my back, my knees slightly apart, sitting back on my heels, just the way you taught me during our first face to face session. I lower my eyes to the floor just in front of me and wait, listening, trying to hear any clue as to whether you are already here or not.

It felt like I had been kneeling there for hours, I shuffle slightly re-arranging my position. That's when I hear it, your footsteps entering the room from my right; you had been in the bedroom the whole time. It takes all of my self control not to jump up and hug you, begging for your forgiveness. I bite down on my tongue to stop myself from speaking. You move behind me and press your gentle hands against the curve in my back, making me sit up a little straighter, correcting my posture.

"How long have you been knelt?" Your deep, commanding voice breaks the silence that had been hanging in the air. I cringe a little as your sentence came to an end, the word I was praying to hear was missing. 'Dear' that is what I was, who I was. I was your Dear. Dropping my name was your way of telling me that you are unhappy. I expected it, of course I did. There was just that little glimmer of hope in my heart that you had just extinguished.

I quickly thought, trying to work it out. I glance up at the clock on the wall before returning my eyes to the floor

"40 minutes Sir, give or take." The room falls back into silence as you walk around me, so that you are in front of me now.

"You know that that's too long for you to kneel" You say, referring to my left knee, which I had injured many times. Never with you, you were too careful to let that happen, always checking that it was okay, I know that he couldn't bear to see me in that much pain. I nod slowly.

"Yes sir" I say quietly as I wait for the instruction I know is coming.

You keep me kneeling there for another minute or so before beginning your commands "Sit" I quickly uncurl my legs from underneath me and sit on the floor, my legs out straight in front, spread to shoulder width apart. "Bend your right leg up" I do so quickly as you kneel down between my legs. Your hands quickly run over my left knee, checking for any swelling or sign that I have caused it damage by kneeling so long. "Bend your left leg up" I do so and you compare the two of my knees, obviously satisfied that I am not injured you stand.

"Come" You walk across the room, sitting down in the large armchair. I get up on my hands and knees and crawl after you, sitting back down again between your legs, facing you, my eyes on the floor.

You sit there in silence again, you know that the silence gets me the most, as all of my emotions whir around in my head with nothing to distract me from them.

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