Savage Kitten
Image IS Everything
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OOC: Although I don't know a great deal on the subject, this has always been a fantasy of mine. I enjoy writing about it and letting my imagination run free. Saying thus, I am here to write and have fun. Please forgive me if I do not ~write~ in the correct format or include the exact punctuation. I pay my editing team good $$ to do that sorta thing *wink* haha So, if you feel so inclined, please join me and be Swept Away.
The sofa was huge, but she was content to curl up on the end of it. Her long legs tucked under her body, she gazed into the dancing flames of the fireplace. Her mind drifted back to another time.
She was in His ~dungeon~. Naked. Alone. The sound of His foot steps resonating above her. Her eyes darted in the direction of the sound. Was He coming back? Her pussy quivered in anticipation. Her breasts were still tender and pink from the lashes she had received earlier. Her mouth ached, the gag was unforgiving. The muscles in her arms and legs strained from being stretched in the same position for so long. She twisted her wrist, the satin rope softly caressed her skin but refused to loosen.
Krista's hand absently swept across her hardened nipple at the memory.
Crossing the room, she picks up the phone and the hestitates. She could call Him, He had told her that much. Her fingers trembled, poised above the numbers. She had to be sure, sure that this is what she wanted.
Even if her heart didn't want to admit it, the wetness between her
legs spoke the truth. She needed Him, needed His Dominance, needed His direction. She quickly dialed the number. Holding her breath, she waited as the phone on the other end of the line began to ring.
"Hello" His voice was deep and smooth. For a fleeting second Krista consider hanging up the phone. "Hello?" His voice stronger this time.
"Hello, it's me." Krista answered, barely above a whisper. "Krista? It's been too long, darling. Is everything alright?" The concern in his voice caused Krista's heart to swell. "Yes, everything is good. I just," Krista paused, "I just needed to hear Your voice. It has been too long."
Krista could hear the shuffling of papers on the other end of the
line. "I'm just finishing up here at the office and then I have the rest of the evening free. I'll stop by your place within an hour or two." It was more of a statement than a request. "That would be nice." Her trembling fingers nervously played with her hair. "You remember the way?" She asked. "Yes, of course!" He light-heartedly chuckled, "How could I forget? I'll see you then." With that he hung up the phone.
Krista stood in the middle of the room with the phone still to her ear. Was this yet another dream?
The sofa was huge, but she was content to curl up on the end of it. Her long legs tucked under her body, she gazed into the dancing flames of the fireplace. Her mind drifted back to another time.
She was in His ~dungeon~. Naked. Alone. The sound of His foot steps resonating above her. Her eyes darted in the direction of the sound. Was He coming back? Her pussy quivered in anticipation. Her breasts were still tender and pink from the lashes she had received earlier. Her mouth ached, the gag was unforgiving. The muscles in her arms and legs strained from being stretched in the same position for so long. She twisted her wrist, the satin rope softly caressed her skin but refused to loosen.
Krista's hand absently swept across her hardened nipple at the memory.
Crossing the room, she picks up the phone and the hestitates. She could call Him, He had told her that much. Her fingers trembled, poised above the numbers. She had to be sure, sure that this is what she wanted.
Even if her heart didn't want to admit it, the wetness between her
legs spoke the truth. She needed Him, needed His Dominance, needed His direction. She quickly dialed the number. Holding her breath, she waited as the phone on the other end of the line began to ring.
"Hello" His voice was deep and smooth. For a fleeting second Krista consider hanging up the phone. "Hello?" His voice stronger this time.
"Hello, it's me." Krista answered, barely above a whisper. "Krista? It's been too long, darling. Is everything alright?" The concern in his voice caused Krista's heart to swell. "Yes, everything is good. I just," Krista paused, "I just needed to hear Your voice. It has been too long."
Krista could hear the shuffling of papers on the other end of the
line. "I'm just finishing up here at the office and then I have the rest of the evening free. I'll stop by your place within an hour or two." It was more of a statement than a request. "That would be nice." Her trembling fingers nervously played with her hair. "You remember the way?" She asked. "Yes, of course!" He light-heartedly chuckled, "How could I forget? I'll see you then." With that he hung up the phone.
Krista stood in the middle of the room with the phone still to her ear. Was this yet another dream?
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