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[GothykDominar]

The room was dim, lit only by a roaring open fire at the far end, so many shadows filled with promise, was He here? She couldn't see, a dark wooden floor beneath bare feet, the crackle of the flames, the heat filling her, was it the fire or the desire in her making her feel so warm?
she must not linger, those were her instructions, that letter He wrote, she read til the words were etched into the pit of her soul, must not linger, so with legs already feeling weak she walks to
the centre of the room, flickering firelight glinting off barely lit ***tings and furniture that she knew was not for sitting on, she knew that her body now tingling would feel that wood pressed
tight against her, the ropes holding her there for His pleasure.

Must not linger, must not linger, finally in the centre she kneels, nearly falling to them with ***, excitement and need. Was He here? she couldn't tell, all she could hear was her own *** rushing through her veins, her breath panting like an ***. She straightens her back and parts her legs, lowers her head and places her hands on her inner thighs. Damn Him she so
needed to touch, three weeks He had kept her so in need of relief, so hungry for that sweet agony.

Must not linger.. She recites the words He has instructed.. 'Your girl is here to please You, to serve You, to give all her body for Your sole pleasure.'

Silence.. Is He here? Did He hear her words, her one hand edges closer to her now soaking ache, No! Must not touch, its His to use.

A creak to the left was it Him, had He been there all along, had He seen the involuntary twitch of her eager hand? Was it merely the heat making the floor move, oh god the heat, she was on fire.

A crack, was it the fire or His crop idly tapping the side of His boot, her body now a turmoil, mustn't linger must not linger, she raises her head, closes her eyes and opens her mouth for Him showing she is His to use, silently waiting to please.

Suddenly out of the silent dark she feels Him standing mere inches in front of her, the scent of Him, the heat of Him.

A single word, His voice, crashes into her mind..

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[GothykDominar]

Thankyou for the many likes, a pity the site ***'d a few words that were innocuous in their use.

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