ok, i’m getting seriously excited about this little cancún trip.

an old associate of Madam’s has a home there and is letting us stay, which already makes the whole thing feel a little more interesting than an ordinary vacation. we’re only going to be there for a few days, flying in saturday and heading home tuesday morning, so it’s going to be a very quick adventure.

then i found out Jessica is flying in too! that made this duck ridiculously happy.

Jessica and i go way back, and some of my favorite memories of her are from the parties Madam used to host. Jessica would be there partly to have fun, but she was also frequently the responsible adult in the room. when things got intense, she was the woman checking that everybody was okay, administering first aid when necessary, and making sure enthusiastic idiots like me didn’t confuse “i can take more” with “i should take more.”

i’ve also always loved having Jessica in charge of my aftercare after more intense punishments. there’s something comforting about hearing her switch into that professional Jessica voice afterward. she checks me over, cleans up anything that needs attention, tells me what i need to do, and does not give one single shit that the pain slut she’s treating is grinning like an idiot.

so knowing she’ll be there for my September Magazine punishment ceremony is actually pretty damn reassuring.

although, come to think of it, having a retired nurse attending specifically to take care of me afterward might also suggest something about what Madam has planned.

huh.

maybe i’m slightly less excited now.