“what you need and what you want aren't the same things,”

“What are you doing?”“Whatever I want.”

“I wouldn't do this if i didn't care, but you mean everything to me, and if this is what you need, then this is what you'll get. But we're damned well going to work on changing this association between caring and spanking.”

“What are you doing?” Her voice shook.“Whatever I want, sweetheart.”

“Now, can I help you with something? I’m new, but I’ll do my best to figure out how to get what you need.”…“That’s good to hear, Abby, since I need your breasts for a few minutes.”

“Thank you sweetie, I didn't know how much I needed you.. Perhaps now you might provide me with something else." "Oh? What if I'm not in the mood to provide anything else but food?" "Since I'm the master and you're the sub, seems like you get to provide it anyway.”

“People—especially men—don't always know what they want. You try, and if it doesn't work, then you may quit.” With a broken heart. As if she'd read her mind, Abuelita frowned and scolded, “Hearts mend, but lost chances are gone forever.”