The last time Bettie visited, houseboy had just been allowed to return and was still adjusting to his new role as a full household sub. One afternoon, she was home alone with him while the rest of us were out running errands.

To his credit, he did an amazing job trying to please her—never invoking his safeword, even when he probably should have. But that’s the thing—he should have. Later, I had to punish him for not using it, but deep down, I’m not even sure she would have stopped if he had.

He still has two identifiable scars on his rear from that visit.

I love Bettie, but this time, there will be very strict guidelines in place. I refuse to let anything like that happen again.

She’ll be here Monday. Time to start preparing the boys. 😏