The rhythmic crack
of my whip is punctuated by his panting voice.
Droplets glisten against his brow and corona. I reach for him and slowly clench my hand. He groans and pushes his hips ever so slightly forward.
"Look at me
Pet. Why are you here?"
"Surrender,
obedience, and gratitude M'am," he whispers.
Smiling, I kiss
his brow. He has given me his
trust and his heart.
Just lovely!! Well done.
ReplyDeleteMuch better than the other 49 shades of gray
ReplyDeleteThank you! I enjoyed the writing challenge and the opportunity to reflect back on my connection with my beloved Pet.
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