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Last one of the day. Mind you, had a thought for another couple *g* Miss Molly, still for you, dearheart....
His touch is so gentle, yet you are nearly screaming as he bathes the raw flesh. Tonight he took your safeword from you. Tonight you gave him ultimate control over you. You whimpered when he stopped caning you. You begged for more, when he took you down from the cross, nearly collapsing to the floor.
The adrenalin lasted as he carried you to his bed; bathed your wounds fed you water. Now he allows you to sleep next to him. A privilege you have burned for, for so long.
You sense he is watching you and you edge a little closer needing to feel his touch, he gives you his hand and you cling to it, feeling his strength ground you. He turns the light off and lets you move even closer till your head rests against his shoulder. You hum contentedly as you feel his lips brush over your forehead.
Proud to be his.
His touch is so gentle, yet you are nearly screaming as he bathes the raw flesh. Tonight he took your safeword from you. Tonight you gave him ultimate control over you. You whimpered when he stopped caning you. You begged for more, when he took you down from the cross, nearly collapsing to the floor.
The adrenalin lasted as he carried you to his bed; bathed your wounds fed you water. Now he allows you to sleep next to him. A privilege you have burned for, for so long.
You sense he is watching you and you edge a little closer needing to feel his touch, he gives you his hand and you cling to it, feeling his strength ground you. He turns the light off and lets you move even closer till your head rests against his shoulder. You hum contentedly as you feel his lips brush over your forehead.
Proud to be his.