shadowoftheheart
Dweller in Darkness
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I lead shadowrose42 down a flight of stairs. We had pulled up to the large and ominous mansion in the middle of the night, as requested, and entered through a door in the side.
It was cold, and dank, and only a few dim candles lit our way down. I was uneasy myself, though I told myself that my slut's newest client assured me that he understood the rules, which were simple enough: My shadwrose was to come to no harm, and I was permitted the privilege of watching the proceedings.
We reached the bottom of the stairs, in a room almost entirely dark, the only patch of light that seemed to cut it was right here.
"We are here," I called out. "My slut is here for your pleasure .. I await your tribute, sir."
It was cold, and dank, and only a few dim candles lit our way down. I was uneasy myself, though I told myself that my slut's newest client assured me that he understood the rules, which were simple enough: My shadwrose was to come to no harm, and I was permitted the privilege of watching the proceedings.
We reached the bottom of the stairs, in a room almost entirely dark, the only patch of light that seemed to cut it was right here.
"We are here," I called out. "My slut is here for your pleasure .. I await your tribute, sir."